Book of Daze: Remember 1969 Day
Let us raise a chipped jelly-jar glass and remember 1969, that lawless commune of twelve months when mankind went to the Moon, but most of… Read More
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Let us raise a chipped jelly-jar glass and remember 1969, that lawless commune of twelve months when mankind went to the Moon, but most of… Read More
Welcome, doomed disciples of the astral abyss. Her Majesty has consulted the infernal tea leaves, cross-referenced them with yak entrails, and summoned a fresh heap… Read More
Let’s crack open the cosmic voice vault and summon ten New Alexa Voices, each one a mythic upgrade from the current sterile defaults. These are… Read More
You will need three things: a bathrobe with no belt, year-old flip-flops, and the remains of last weekend’s barbecue ribs. Those are all the meditation… Read More
Welcome, seeker of free horoscopes and questionable life advice. The stars are drunk, the toaster is clapping, and your destiny just tripped over a houseplant.… Read More
For centuries, we humans have been rushing to take the wrong turn, driven by the hubris that we know a better way–over mountains, through deserts,… Read More
It is a grim business being a mortal today. The stars are not aligned; they have gone on strike. I begged them for cosmic guidance,… Read More
It is no longer Archie to die with an ironclad will, a curated celebration-of-life playlist, and a tasteful urn. The forward-looking pilgrim now prepares for… Read More