Emchap's Shit from the Internet 09/18/19 🍠
I spent the last few days being driven from Atlanta up to Arkansas and back again, in a car which I am on the record as being in favor of setting on fire for insurance money. (This was before it started spitting ants at me out of the A/C vents on Monday.) It was a very long trip, but good to see family and the place I was born, and by the end of it I'd eaten shrimp and grits and hugged a Blue Man and bought an embarrassing amount of ceramic mugs.
(By the by, if a Blue Man breaks character to tell you how much he enjoys working with your younger sister, you will feel in turn: 1) proud 2) terrified that he's speaking.)
However, the travel made me feel a bit discombobulated, as did being back in a house that isn't mine, as did the power going out at 2 in the afternoon in the middle of a Zoom meeting, for reasons known only to god and Georgia Power. Though I've been trying to spend less time in places I used to be in constantly while I'm here, I made an exception today and decamped to one of my favorite coffee shops to drink iced sweet drinks and eat chocolate chip cheesecake.
(My favorite coffee shop burned down and so was unavailable for today, which if that isn't a metaphor for my fucking childhood.)
This is neither here nor there but while I was typing this the coffee shop started playing a country and western cover of "Nothing Compares 2 U" which is objectively the saddest song in the world, jesus christ.
Atlanta is going well so far. It doesn't feel like home anymore, which is weird, but I do have enough separation to not be quite so miserable and jumpy every time I'm here, and that's good. My main goal for the trip was to minimize the amount I had a panic attack and stress-vomited on my shoes, and so far: success!
(This was an ongoing issue the first time I was back in town after a long break post moving to New York, and absolutely made my parent think I was pregnant rather than worried about running into an ex-boyfriend, and if that never happens again it will be too soon, do you know how much it sucks to puke up tater tots you ate 10 minutes ago?)
There are worse metrics.
(They just started back on "Don't Think" by No Doubt, who the fuck in this coffee shop just got broken up with.)
Shit to read
SNL is a piece of shit show run by an unfunny old man and it and the Simpsons should have been taken out back and shot 20 years ago, what the fuck is wrong with you people.
Inject the Lauren Duca profile into my veins.
Every startup is bad. More seriously, it is fascinating to see some version of this article happen every three months. Many if not most startups are wildly broken and built by folks who don't have the skills to run a company once it's set up; I'm torn between "that sounds awful" (and it legitimately does! dude seems unhinged!) and "seriously did you expect that that wasn't just marketing".
A depressing piece about the economics of mobile homes.
I want to hang out with this lady.
God this made me sad.
Every startup is bad, part two. Excited to see how this turns out for them.
Happy rats!!!!!
Shit to eat
Drive to East Atlanta Village.
You can park in the Suntrust lot during business hours.
Go to Joe's Coffee EAV.
Order Joe's Iced Coffee. It is sweet as hell, and it rules.
That's it, that's the whole tweet.
Shit to listen to
A friend sent me this unnecessarily well-executed will.i.am and Les Mis mashup and you should watch it.
Shit to buy
Whatever the opposite of Kickstarter options is.