Phone it in Friday
Honestly credit to me for even writing this. The air is so thin out here + we’re high up in the mountains + I don’t fully chew my food and it gets lodged in my throat, so breathing, let alone blogging, is a massive struggle.
Anyways, not all heroes wear capes. I do, but it’s not cause I’m a hero — it’s a fetish thing.
Let’s power through this:
Big ideas
This is niche, but a dating app that lets you filter by a specific name. The main use case I have in mind here is stupid people who have their ex’s name tattooed on them. Rather than waste money on a removal or cover-up, just date someone else with the same name and repurpose it.
Bluetooth on planes. That’s it. Nobody has wire headphones anymore. I’m not digging up an old pair out of my drawer to watch fucking Paddington on a red-eye.
An OTC sleep drug that is guaranteed to knock you out. I was given a sedative of some sort for a medical procedure I had last year. It didn’t put me to sleep, I didn’t have dreams or wake up in the night, it just knocked me out. Woke up 3 hours later more well-rested than I have ever been. We need stronger sleeping pills is my point.
Inter-sport trading. Basically you can trade athletes from one sport for players from a different sport. So the Sox could trade Devers and Chris Sale to the Kansas City Royals in exchange for Travis Kelce coming to the Patriots. Would be electric content.
Bundled housing developments. Basically when a new neighborhood is being developed, the houses are sold off in groups of 5 or so. This way, friends from college and whatnot can move into the same hood together once they settle down and raise their families together.
What’s on my mind this week
An inherent flaw with those roadside sign spinners is they’re moving the thing around so much that I have no idea where the hell the place they’re advertising is.
If you’re looking at this on a desktop, there’s a little subscribe banner across the bottom of the screen. Please subscribe for notifications. If you exited out of that, there’s a little bell in the bottom left corner that lets you do the same. Need to start doing numbies so I can sell out and not get a real job.
I think every person on earth knows all the lyrics to Mr. Brightside and to the first verse of Lose Yourself.
Know what’s kind of nice? When Latin American or Caribbean baseball players have the accent in their name on their jersey. Looks cool seeing a tilde on there.
I don’t understand how cardio shape works. I can do a 45-minute boxing class without getting overly gassed, but a steep flight of stairs kills me.
Sad life snippets
I just realized that I don’t know how much my rent is. Couldn’t give you an accurate figure off the top of my head.
Was walking through a big indoor farmer’s market type place the other day and a woman who was slouched over on her phone at the desert stand perked up when she saw me coming like I was going to put her kids through college. Admittedly I was eyeing a cookie monster cake, but for the sake of pride I kept walking.
There was some scumbag looking guy hanging around Faneuil the other day. 8-10 people walked past him and he didn’t say a word. Then I come through wearing all sweats and he stopped only me to ask if I had a lighter. Turns out I’m also a scumbag looking guy.
I genuinely don’t think I’d ever get my mail if it weren’t for my roommate bringing it up. Not interested enough.
Got an Apple Watch recently and saw it tracks your heart rate. It got up to 162 while I was Go-Karting. That’s a seated activity.
Have a dope weekend! I’ll be at a ski lodge not skiing.
