The Fatty Liver

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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.