I have nothing coherent to say this morning, so HOW ABOUT A FEW DIFFERENT THOUGHTS!
These should/could be tweets. But they feel better off in the hands of an email, to you. ❤️.
(Whoops sorry, they feel butter off your hands.)
Speaking of you: you, the readers of this newsletter, helped raise $900 to support organizations like the ACLU and The Leadership Conference on Civil & Human Rights; organizations that are fighting systemic racism and police brutality. Special big shoutout to Sam and Travis for jumping on in a large way.
I just wore my wedding ring for the first time since February. Not that I'm anti-wedding ring, but I barely leave the house to go into a public setting. But you know what? Rachel's right. I am a hot piece of ass and so even though I hit the grocery store but once a week, people still need to know I'm taken.
I also drove on the highway for the first time since Feb/March. I feel like driving the weekly grocery store-booze store-pharmacy loop has been hard enough—MOTOR SKILLS!—but the stupid-ass Dallas highway system was not friendly to me.
While we're talking about "firsts," the first and only time I've worn a belt since February was a few weeks back, when I went golfing with the Burg Town boys. The golfing was great. I will probably wear shorts that don't require a belt next time out.
Why does the ranch that pizza places give you hit so different?
My 5 year-old nephew saw my Nintendo Switch on Friday and ran to it asking "what's that?" He knew it looked like... something he'd be interested in. I said "it's a thing I have to use for work," thinking that might throw him off. But then he said "but why does it have these," pointing to the joysticks. I said that they were for a special kind of work and he sort of took my word at that point. But also, in the back of my mind, I thought: is this when it happens? Is this the moment I explain to him how much of a crook Tom Nook is but also how wonderful it is to just spend a Friday night taking care of the land, fishing and catching a bug, here-and-there? I mean, I built a soccer field on my island. It looks dope.
I used to be very anti-celery, but I am getting down with it as a vessel for other things like sauces, dips, etc. Progress.
I made an absolute UNIT of a breakfast sandwich yesterday. Breakfast sandwiches have been one of my bright spots during the quarantine (the quarantine that appears to be "over" for a lot of fucks around the country, from Dallas to Detroit, with zero shits given for... well... other people?). Anyways, I love making breakfast sammies. I made yesterday's using butter: butter to coat the pan before cooking the eggs, butter on the bread that I toasted in the oven (we don't have a toaster). I mean, look: it turns out that butter is still undefeated. Good lord does it make shit taste good.
The Atlanta Solidarity Fund deserves your support.
I love you all.
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That's it!