Jostlin' in the aftertimes
A poem and a continued reading from last week!
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THURSDAY 7/14 (anywhere): I’m doing a show on Twitch! So you can tune in from anywhere. I don’t know much about it, but the host is a hilarious, nice guy and I think it should be fun if you’re looking for something to do from the comfort of your comp. It’s 10PM EST on https://www.twitch.tv/comedyhub
FRIDAY 7/15 (los angeles): Flappers. 7:30. Easy parking. Fun times. Come on!
AUGUST 4-28 (scotland): Edinburgh Fringe
Hello, Sternal Journalists!
If you loved last week’s SternJourn wherein I confessed my love for the new era of spam texts, you will be floored by this deep dive from writer and editor Max Read:
It’s really good, very funny, a little sad, and truly fascinating. H/t to my birthday twin Alex of the AEH Logistics Group for finding it.
This week? Just a poem I wrote, showed to two people, and was convinced it was not-shit enough that I could share it here with you:
Uhhh I think this is hell guys (a poem)
I died boringly.
I opened my eyes. We were shoulder to shoulder. Chest to chest. All staring up at the Pearly Gates. Real and huge. Stories tall.
We were not a sea, but an ocean of people. We extended to the horizon.
“What’s this about,” I asked my neighbors. Many just jostled. One said “We’re in heaven. There’s just a really long wait.”
“We don’t know. Nobody’s gotten in yet.”
Woah, that’s a quick Sternal Journal this week. But if you need more than a nano-poem, like I said, go check out that Max Reads piece about the texts! Or check out…
Ambulance. Film. Holy shit, I watched the newest Michael Bay movie on the plane and it was amazing. It’s Speed meets Training Day meets Love Actually meets 9-1-1. It’s got Garret Dillahunt. Bay is back, baby!
Slow Horses. Television Show. I’m two episodes into this spy thriller about an MI5 reject office who gets drawn into a terrorist (white nationalists! The good kind of terrorist to portray on television!) plot, and I can’t get enough. I don’t know that it stays good for sure, but I’m sticking with it!
The Big Payback. Episode. I have taken forever to watch season three of Atlanta even though it’s as good as it ever was. If you are at all in my boat, let me just be another drop in the bucket-chorus of voices saying “Holy shit! Catch up! It’s good!”
Father of the Bride. Album. Today, I googled “happy albums” because that’s the mood I was in at the beginning of the day and was reminded of this absolute joy ball from Vampire Weekend with a heavy assist from Danielle Haim.
That’s all for this week! For reading this far, here’s another recent exchange I had with one of the spammers:
Hope you have a great week, and don’t forget to meet Mr. Nick at the coffee shop!
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