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Postcards from The Pug Bus

Lifting a satirical leg on popular culture

Persons in the Ether

Question of the Week

Passion or stability?

Mavis Drouk, emotional escrow officer

Believed to be near Harrisburg, PA

Stability. Passion is what people choose when they still believe a staircase can be made entirely of sparks. Stability may not sing outside your window, but it does remember where the insurance cards are.

Rufus Clenn, freelance thunder consultant

Last reported west of Tulsa, OK

Passion, obviously. Stability is just boredom wearing shoes with arch support. I want life to arrive late, smell faintly of lightning, and explain nothing until several lamps have been broken.

Nora Vell, deputy curator of small regrets

Possibly sheltering in Eugene, OR

Passion is useful for beginnings, stability for the paperwork afterward. I prefer both in moderation, which is another way of saying I would like to be ruined briefly and then driven home safely.

Invisible AI Friend Day intage of a smiling wireframe AI figure sitting at a wooden desk across from a young man in a green sweater, who gestures as if in conversation. A laptop with chat messages open and a coffee mug sit between them.

When your closest confidant is a wireframe with better recall than your family and fewer opinions than your cat.

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Book of Daze — Invisible AI Friend Day

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Welcome to Book of Daze – Invisible AI Friend Day, a day of observation for every person, place, thing, or idea that bears observing and… Read More

When the stakes are low but the shame is high:

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Book of Daze Strip Poker Day

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Book of Daze Strip Poker Day celebrates humanity’s enduring faith in the illusion that nudity is both a weapon and a prize. Gathered around a… Read More

Before Wi-Fi, there were knuckles in the dirt and marbles on the line

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Book of Daze Play Marbles Day

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Welcome to Book of Daze Play Marbles Day, the holiday that reminds us that childhood once involved dirt, scraped knees, and glass spheres instead of… Read More

A surreal Clock Strikes None illustration of a melting wall clock face beginning to be enveloped in mist.

When time called in sick.

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Book of Daze Clocks Strike None Day

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ðŸ•°ï¸At precisely 4:32 a.m. the Bureau of Unscheduled Moments issued a silent advisory: all clocks are now considered decorative until further notice. The bureau cited… Read More

In this Book of Saze the Dog Atr My Homework Day illustration, a Golden retriever sitting in a sea of torn homework pages,

"Patron Saint of Procrastinators, seen here with the evidence of your missing assignment."

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Book of Daze the Dog Ate My Homework Day

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ðŸ“Origin Story The first recorded instance of the Book of Daze the Dog Ate My Homework Day dates back to 1905, when a Welsh minister… Read More

A sook of daze illustration of a sepia-toned pig in a suit writing in a book labeled 'Ig-Pay Atin-Lay,' with a speech bubble saying 'Ello-Hay' and a calendar showing the number 13.

When your inner pig insists on speaking in code — and refuses to be translated.

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Book of Daze Pig Latin Day

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ðŸ· Origin StoryBook of Daze Pig Latin Day traces its roots to the mid-1800s, when children with too much free time and too little TikTok… Read More

Illustration for Return-to-Sender Day, Surreal space post office returning cosmic junk mail through a glowing wormhole

When life ships you junk, ship it back to the cosmos—no restocking fee

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Book of Daze Return-to-Sender Day: How to Reject Life’s Cosmic Junk

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Origin StoryThe Book of Daze Return-to-Sender Day was created in response to the cosmos’ disturbing habit of hurling unsolicited life events our way. flat tires,… Read More

Nothing says ‘I’m fine’ like weeping into a Bali brochure beside your overpriced crisis-mobile.

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Book of Daze: Midlife Crisis Awareness Day

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Origin StoryBook of Daze Midlife Crisis Awareness Day was created in 1974 by a consortium of Harley-Davidson dealers, red-convertible salesmen, and divorce lawyers who saw… Read More

The Pug Bus Breaking News

The Pug Bus Breaking News requires no email address, no mother's maiden name, no first pet's nickname, and no DNA sample. You simply mash the link below and read.

Deliver It

⚡ Scholars at the Royal Institute for the Advancement of Obvious Things have concluded, after eleven years of exhaustive inquiry, that people who speak at great length in meetings do not thereby become more correct. The findings have been submitted to a committee for review.

⚡ It has been determined by authorities in several jurisdictions that the phrase "I just want to be honest with you" reliably precedes the portion of the conversation one would most prefer not to have. Legislation is pending.

⚡ The Bureau of Perpetual Reassessment has announced that this is not, in fact, the most divided the nation has ever been, a distinction that continues to belong to a prior era when the disagreements concerned rather more consequential matters and people occasionally died over them.

Adverse Effects

The following lines of prose cleverly arranged as poetry may induce brief clarity, misplaced certainty, and the sense that something has already been decided without your approval ...

By seventy you know which doors you walked past without opening,
can name the rooms you never entered,
hear the echoes anyway.

Read It All

By seventy you know which doors you walked past without opening,
can name the rooms you never entered,
hear the echoes anyway.

The years do not accuse.
They simply pile up like newspapers you meant to read,
each one carrying news that is no longer news.

You think: I should have said that differently.
I should have stayed. I should have gone.
The mind is efficient this way,
filing the same cases under the same wrong headings,
finding them again at 3 a.m. in perfect order.

What surprises is not the weight of it
but the patience —
how regret waits,
how it has nowhere else to be,
how it sits across from you at breakfast
and asks for nothing,
knowing you will offer it everything
on your own.

The body slows.
The catalog does not.
You carry the unlived lives
the way old houses carry
the smell of people who are gone —
not haunting exactly,
just present,
just there,
just refusing
the simple courtesy
of leaving.