nonsense

MMXXIII

Watching The Bear (2022)…
Just writing here a reminder to try out adding rosemary to the milk used for mashed potatoes

MMXXI

Would you look at that…
We are back where we started…
and it’s all your fault…

Well would you look at that…
We reached the end of our journey.
These past 17 weeks have been nothing short of eventful.

So to celebrate the end of my INÉVITABLE series I thought I might as well quick fire some thoughts and rejected caption given that I’ll probably drop off the map for a few months following today.

Ok here goes:

As things return to normal and we once again become complacent (or at the very least purposefully and blissfully unaware) to/of the problems that plague our world just remember:
“Nothing really matters”

Huge shoutout to all the dancers, choreographers, and interpreters who helped with these meaningless pieces!
You people are the real MVP
Tea or Coffee is on me the next time we meet!

I’d also like to give a shout to the 3 people who read these captions in their entirety week to week!
Congrats on having your time wasted reading absolutely banal streams of consciousness…
Pat yourself on the back for having a healthy attention span 🙂

I’d also like to wish a HAPPY BIRTHDAY to anyone born today, tomorrow, yesterday, two days ago, next month, or any other day of the year…
Have a bowl of soup to celebrate yet another trip around the sun!

On a more serious note;
Are we doomed to repeat the mistakes our forefathers made?
Yes
We learned generation after generation that:
War is bad…
Famine is bad…
Murder is bad…

and yet here we are millennia later…
Those problems still exist and we are unable to break free from the primal instinct that is:
EVERYONE FOR THEMSELVES.

That’s it for today…
That’s it for this summer
I’ll see you soon enough…
Maybe in the fall?
Maybe the winter?
Maybe the new year?
Maybe next spring or summer?
Who knows?
Not you
Not me
No one

Peace and Love ✌️

I like wasting your
time as much as you enjoy
reading my haiku

Did you know that the
plural of haiku is just
Haiku? Pretty wild!

Know what is human?
Giving up, not looking back,
and just not caring…

I haven’t talked about soup in a while so here comes another caption you will all skip, but I’ll get a chuckle, and cringe at years from now when I’m bed ridden and can only drink soup to survive.

Here goes:
Chicken noodle soup is cool and all,
It makes you feel warm,
It has some health benefits apparently
It tastes pretty solid and it’s kinda hard to mess up.

But this caption is not about chicken noodle soup…
No…
This caption is actually about how the world we live in is on the verge of collapse and the only things we are focused on are our immediate hedonistic wants and needs.

Our planet is on fire and it’ll take years to fix everything that has been broken.
Sure we can plant some trees, sign some petitions, and then go to sleep pretending our actions had an impact and that we are good people…

But that would be a lie.
A lie just so we can sleep well and dream of rainbows and unicorn soup.

If we want to make the world a better place… we will need to put in a serious effort.
We need to stand firm in our beliefs, while being patient with those who oppose/disagree with us.

We need to try to see things from their perspective and help them see things from ours.

And if they refuse?
What can I say?
Some people just care about themselves and not the larger community outside their bubble, and sometimes it’s best (on preferably rare occasions) to not waste your time trying to move an immovable object when you are also an immovable object…

When it comes to the planet, as Spock said:
“The needs of the many should outweigh the needs of the few”

Long story short/TL;DR:
Sure you can go to the store and buy the quick microwaveable chef Boyardee canned chicken noodle soup and feel good for a bit…
Or…
You can go to your local market, buy some fresh local ingredients, support local farmers, and try to make yourself some homemade soup from scratch.

And if there’s some extra soup that you can donate to the needy…
Hey good for you for helping out the people in need of soup in your community.

Do you feel better?
You just signed that petition.
Did the world change yet?

I recently signed a petition to not let Jeff Bezos re-enter the atmosphere after his trip to outer space…
A lot of good my signing of that petition will do…

Will a government ever look at a petition and say
“HEY! 6, 000, 000 people from not just the country we govern, but around the world want our prime minister/president/supreme leader/king… to step down…. Uhhhh let’s give the people what they want! 🎉🎉🎉🎉…

No probably not…

People need to really stop thinking that signing petitions is a more effective form of protest than an actual physical protest, be it peaceful or not.

I get that signing that #savethepolarbears petition and/or the “Force Putin to Allow Free and Fair Elections in Russia” petition made you feel good about yourself and your place in the world… but it’s just… not enough.

Actual societal change, whether for good or bad requires some kind of action that political leaders can’t just send to their spam folder and/or ignore…

In closing, to use a homonym that irritates me…
Signing petitions is more affective than effective.

Much like Icarus,
we flew too close to the sun
We deserve to burn…

I’ve often said:
If you hit rock bottom grab a rock drill because you can always go lower.

That being said…
It’s been brought to my attention that
If you keep drilling
And drilling
And drilling
And drilling
Until you reach the center of the earth
Then you drill through that…
Well…
At that point there’s really only going up…

The world sucks…
Our planet is burning…
I often wonder how many more generations will there be after I no longer walk this earth.
3,125?
256?
9?
4?
1?

Peace and Love
See you next week for some more cynically depressing thoughts…

Why are we waiting
for the oceans to drown us?
Is it apathy?

I’ve been thinking a bit about ice cream recently.
Specifically: Ice Cream Truck Soft Serve

You can get yourself a cone of vanilla soft serve;
A cone of chocolate soft serve;
Or even a cone of twist soft serve that combines the two into a nice twisty and tasty look.

My issue with all of this is not about the flavours though.
It’s actually with the cone sizes you receive when ordering…

So hear me out:
When you order a large ice cream cone… the cone you receive is actually smaller than the medium sized…
What is up with that?

I’m personally a big fan of the cone and I sometimes feel like I’m getting less bang for my buck.

When ordering a large I think we all expect to be getting more cone… not less.

Alright that’s the end of my rant

I lied…

It’s been brought to my attention I can ask for the ice cream in a cup and ask for the cone on top.
Ok fine that’s an OK solution but now you’re forced to use both hands to eat it…
So THANKS but NO THANKS.
#makelargeconeslarge

Plane swallows a bird…
Why should any of us care?
the fit will survive.

“If you’re healthy… you don’t need a vaccine because you won’t get sick… now buy my protein powder you beta cuck”

Anyone who preaches like that is an idiot and obviously should not be turned to for health/science advice.

Being a contrarian
is not a personality quirk buddy…

You didn’t go to medical school or get a doctorate in immunology… you read a Facebook post that solidified your pre-held beliefs.
Stop pretending you know what’s best.

If you want to do more research… good for you, an informed decision is always a better decision but make sure the place where you get your facts don’t reinforce your pre-held beliefs or have anti-Semitic propaganda in the comment section 😩😤

With that said; this message is for the people struggling with friends and family who are refusing to listen to science because their preacher or favourite podcast host told them not to:

“Agreeing to disagree is not always the answer.”

I know it’s the easy way out but if enough people agree to disagree when it comes to science, the world is in serious danger…
Be patient (that’s kind of a medical pun) and try your best to help your friends and family see that even if they might not get sick… their vaccine “hesitancy”/avoidance can seriously endanger the rest of the community they/you hold dear.

And if all that fails:
When the world starts requiring proof of inoculation so it can return to normal…
Remind your friends/family that as much as it is their right to not want society/government to force them to get a vaccine that will keep the masses safe… it is also society’s right to keep them isolated from the masses to keep themselves safe.

bird swallows a bug…
why should any of us care?
the fit will survive.

Two-ish years ago, on this very account I wrote the following caption:

“Does the Fillet-O-Fish still exist on the McDonald’s menu?
If yes, have you, or anyone you know actually ordered this menu item?
If yes, was it any good?
Worth the purchase?
Out of 7 stars how would you (or they) rate the Fillet-O-Fish experience a 3.2…a 5.82… a 6.6?
Does partaking in the eating of this meal summon the coming of the apocalypse?
Stay tuned as I go find out for the betterment of mankind…”

Now, 832 days later, I finally stopped procrastinating and decided to try one out and give you all my thoughts on the experience:

Q: Does it still exist?
A: Yes it does!… should it? Not without a serious recipe overhaul.

Q: Do people eat fillet-o-fish unironically?
A: I am sure some do… and those people fall into one of two categories: 1. They are pescatarian and need some kind of protein, or 2. People who think milk is spicy

Q: Is the fillet-o-fish any good?
A: It all depends on your definition of good.
If bland unremarkable “fish” is good to you then the fillet-o-fish is a five star meal.
If you have functioning taste buds… then no.

Q: What is on a fillet-o-fish?
A: UHHH pretty sure not fish… and I guess some watered down flavourless tar tar sauce knock off.

Q: Out of 7 stars how would you rate the Fillet-O-Fish experience a 3.2…a 5.82… a 6.6?
A: I mean I didn’t get food poisoning or anything, and it did give me some caption writing material…
I also guess I’m being pretty harsh towards it so I’d give it a 3.6/7 out of pity.

Q: Does partaking in the eating of this meal summon the coming of the apocalypse?
A: Actually surprisingly, suffering through it might actually bring luck your way given that a vaccination clinic opened in the park across from me the following day and I was able to get vaccinated with little to no wait so wooooo. #pfizergang 😤

Final note:
McDonalds should probably take a note from Popeyes and make a passable fish sandwich… adding some spices, is not that hard holy moly 😩

I sometimes wonder
“Is Utopia possible?”
not in our lifetime…

Let’s face it.
Creating a perfect clean society is impossible.
There are only a few ways a utopia would be possible:

Option 1:
One group gets their utopia and the other doesn’t…
The latter suffers and therefore the society they live in is not a utopia for all.
So I guess how the world works now…

Option 2:
You remove everyone’s free will and everyone abides by the society’s rule of law…
But without free will… is it really a utopia?

Moral of the story:
The world is messy and there are a lot of grey lines.
Expecting simple answers to complicated problems is a ridiculous notion to have.

So next time you see an Instagram post that says:
“*insert societal problem* simplified”
Realize that many of these posts (admittedly not all) over simplify complex problems.
Just because it has good graphics does not mean it’s always the right solution for all.

What politician
is not at all self serving?
Is that not the job?

“Politics have no relation to morals”
-Machiavelli

I wrote this haiku more or less 8 weeks ago and it’s pretty wild how relevant it is today.

A demagogue leaving power willingly is like Tom Cruise retiring from the Mission Impossible franchise and walking into the sunset…
Theoretically possible…
But unlikely.

Stop expecting politicians to do what you want them to do without you putting in some effort to make sure they follow through; especially when money talks more than your public (occasionally performative) outrage.

A politician will act humble, and ask for your support when running for office but they forget who put them in power pretty quickly once they have it.

The two truths about politics are:
Power corrupts, and most politicians don’t want their reputation tarnished with controversy… usually.

It would be silly to expect anything else.
It is your job as a voter to keep them humble and remind them who they represent.

If you want the people you vote into power to stay on the straight and narrow:
Vote at every election, have your voice heard at every opportunity given, and keep their feet to the fire 🔥

You’re acting like this
because you are a Leo
Nope… I’m just an ass

Ok ok I can see how the haiku above can be easily misinterpreted as me dunking on people who believe in astrology…

Please know this about me:
I have no issues with people’s belief systems.
Believe whatever you want to believe.
Just don’t judge others using your beliefs as reasoning for your condemnation.

I may be an ass
But that is not because I’m Catholic
It’s not because I’m Jewish
It’s not because I’m a Leo Sun
Or because my moon is in Sagittarius,
I’m an ass because I choose to be an ass.

Stop using your religion/belief systems to excuse your bad behaviour…

There… I said it.

How to make allies:
Shame them into submission!
fool proof idea 🙂

So a couple of people have messaged me recently asking me if I’m restarting my usual indoor photo shoots soon.

Here are some answers to questions I’ve received:

Q1: Are you still doing photography?
A1: UHH… I mean for the time being I’m on a hiatus but eventually I’ll get back into it. There’s this huge thing happening around the world right now and I’m just trying to keep my my family, friends, clients, and me safe from an unpleasant disease (trust me it’s not a good time) or even death.

Q2: Why are you not vaccinated yet?
A2: I’m lucky enough not to live in a hot spot, and the Ontario Government fumbled the vaccine distribution so when I get the chance to sign up for a shot…
5G me up BB! 😩💉

Q3: I want to have a shoot with you down the line but I don’t want to get the vaccine because I think vaccines cause/allow/are (insert one of the following: autism; governments to track you; ineffective, [comment any other option below])
A3: Sorry bud, I’m pro vaxx and I am not interested in working with unvaccinated people. 🤷‍♂️

Q4: What are your thoughts on pineapples?
A4: Definitely a top tier fruit 🍍😤

Q5: Why are you not having photo shoots when we are in a lockdown?
A5: I’ll answer this one with a haiku I wrote a few days ago;

“We’re in a lockdown
Photography… essential?
Definitely not”

If you really want to have your photo taken during a lockdown, use your selfie camera.

Q6: What are your thoughts on people having mask-less indoor shoots?
A6: I personally think indoor photo shoots at the moment are unsafe, put vulnerable people at risk, and as mentioned above:
Photography is not an essential service… it’s a luxury.

If this caption made you uncomfortable for some reason or another, this is for you:

“Why do you even care what I think?
Do you hold me to such a high regard that what I wrote aggravated you?
Wow.”

Anyway…
Thanks for reading and having your time wasted by me, it was truly a delightful time for me too, if you want to support me, like, comment, subscribe, turn on notifications, and tag me in your best subtweets 💦💦😩😩

Just an FYI
Having your titles in french…
You sound pretentious…

I was going to go on a rant today.
Instead, I decided to express some lame platitudes:

“When you seem to be going too fast through life…
take a breath, slow down, and try to enjoy where you are in the moment.”

&

“Sometimes adding a glaze to your finished painting destroys the whole piece”

My rant might come next week…
Who knows what the future holds?
Not me.
Nor you.

I don’t have a twin.
But I am sure they would not
enjoy my presence…

I often wonder:
If I met my Evil Twin…
My Doppelgänger
My Mirror Image
Would I like them?
Would they like me?
Would my flaws be their strength?
Would my strengths be their flaws?
Or are they smart enough to see their flaws and work to become a better person?

Would they know everything I don’t?
Would they be a nicer person than me?

If they replaced me…
Would anyone notice?
And if they did…
Would anyone really care?
Probably
Not.

If there is no God…
If there’s no heaven nor hell…
Why should I behave?

With the internet as it is,
It is not hard to find people
who agree with your point of view
Take that as a pro or con…
I don’t care.

Either way:
Wear a mask (over your nose)
Take the COVID-19 vaccine (both doses)
Use proper grammar (“a part” and “apart” are not at all interchangeable)
See you next week!
Maybe?
I don’t know.

Bored in quarantine
He took to writing haiku
How original…

I’ve been on this planet for a short amount of time
in the grand scheme of things…
Many have told me
I should never waste my time,
I need to work hard,
so that when I leave this plane of existence
people remember me…

My mediocre response;
What kind of silly goose
actually believes
they will be remembered?
odds are within a century
people will have forgotten what I looked like,
people will have forgotten what I sounded like
people will have forgotten my name

So… why put pressure on yourself to achieve greatness
when I’m sure even you realize…
we are nothing special.
I’ve accepted this truth…
Will you?

After half a year
He’s back with mediocre content
So disappointing

I’m back!
It’s been a dark few months but I’m grateful that you are actually putting in the effort of reading my incredibly useless words of wisdom

What’s in store this time around?

Maybe I’ll finally try out the Fillet’O’Fish and give you a review

Maybe I’ll tell you what my favourite kind of apple is…

Maybe…
if you’re nice…
I’ll divulge how I really feel about soup
(I have a whole section of my notes app dedicated to this topic and 3 whopping paragraphs on gazpacho alone)

Now I’m sure you’re thinking…
Is he really just going to talk about food the whole time?

My answer:
Of course not dear reader who made it this far down the rabbit hole that is this caption…
I intend to spew my highly cynical points of view on politics and society and as always remind you that our return to the void is inevitable so we might as well enjoy the ride while we still can!

Sleep tight 🙂

MMXX

It’s day 200
Quarantine: the new normal
Time for second wave

All I see on news
Unrest across the border
A war imminent?

Apathy easy
Cynicism is easier
Please fight those urges

VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE
like your life depends on it
VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE

With that said and done
Enough haikus for today
See you soon maybe?

Day 184 of Quarantine:
Wild to think that our new normal started 6 months ago.

So much has changed in these last 26 weeks.

Being forced to sit still for once forced us to explore the world in our immediate surroundings.

We started noticing injustices that were happening under our nose. Abuses by our police systems and our governments coming to light.

Protests to demand changes to the systematic oppression and murder of the disenfranchised.

We started noticing that the world we live in, the planet we live on, is fragile. Fires and hurricanes raging and destroying habitats and further hurting vulnerable communities.

We took note that billionaires with delivery service companies don’t treat their employees properly and yet no repercussions come their way.

We noticed that due to political pressure a potentially ineffective vaccine is being manufactured for the good of the politicians and not the people affected by this virus.

If this vaccine fails it will also give anti-vaxxers and the people on the fence an excuse to sow doubt and question all vaccines and endanger millions.

But it is not all doom and gloom.
I believe that if the world is truly realizing these problems and sets out to fix them and not just post a black square on their Instagram or going to a protest to have a photoshoot in protest chic clothes, we might be going in the right direction.
It will take time.
It will take work.
But a better future is within our grasp and we have to hang on to it and keep climbing.

Day 179 of Quarantine:
Just a few haikus
on this lovely gloomy day.
Enjoy if you want?

Oh, school starts today?
Corona Season isn’t over.
Hope people stay safe.

In person or not.
Education fights against
disinformation.

Death a certainty.
We shouldn’t chase it stupidly…
Please do wear a mask.

We always receive
The governments we deserve.
Stop complaining, vote.

With those awful haikus out of the way,
A message to those who read these captions.
How is your day going?
Just wanted to say I’m thankful for you.

Accordion Content

Day 169 of Quarantine:
We are 66 days away from the American Presidential Election.
Though I’m fairly sure that the echo chamber where I’m posting this more or less agrees with me about politics I still feel expressing my unwanted opinion can’t hurt.
Recently someone told me that “countries get the leaders they deserve”.
This stuck with me.
I agree with the sentiment.
Now is not the time to sit back and give up.

Oh this candidate is not 100% aligned with my progressive beliefs…
He’s too moderate…
I just won’t vote…
Voting is a privilege that we should not take for granted.
Vote for the candidate that aligns the most with your beliefs.

Don’t let the polls get you down or make you you feel too sure that your candidate will be victorious.
GO VOTE.

Hope the 3.5% of my followers that are in America register to vote if they are eligible.

Day 165 of Quarantine:
So if you paid attention to the news cycle last week you probably heard that Steve Bannon was arrested aboard an immense yacht and has been accused and charged with defrauding 25 million dollars from donors who donated money to a fund promoted to build a wall along the U.S.-Mexico border.

He used the embezzled funds to pay for some of his personal expenses and to give himself a lavish lifestyle.

Honestly…
Not to be insensitive…
But if you donated money to this xenophobic fund to build a wall to stop people from Mexico from entering the U.S. illegally…
I think you deserved to have your money stolen by a conman.

Day 157 of Quarantine:
If destiny exists…
Why put any effort into anything?

Day 146 of Quarantine:
I am exhausted.

Day 141 of Quarantine:
If there is no sound in a vacuum why must our vacuums be so loud?

Day 138 of Quarantine:
Do you all remember how Heinz introduced coloured ketchup?
I distinctly remember having some purple ketchup and pink ketchup when I was a wee lad.
The early 2000s were a lawless time.

Day 134 of Quarantine:
I feel like the person who decided that 𝐻𝑖𝑝𝑝𝑜𝑝𝑜𝑡𝑜𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑠𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑑𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑜𝑝ℎ𝑜𝑏𝑖𝑎 should be the name for the fear of long words is kind a dick.

Day 126 of Quarantine:
You know what’s a good use of time in quarantine?
Binging all of Avatar: The Last Airbender for the first time and watching seasons 1-3 in less than 3 days.
Solid use of my time.
Can’t believe I haven’t watched it until now.
10/10 would recommend!

Day 123 of Quarantine:
Question the things you see around you.
Question the institutions.
Question the politicians.
Question the Conspiracy Theories.
Knowledge is power.
Education is freedom.

Day 109 of Quarantine:
At what point will the posts that everyone are sharing on social media become merely white noise?
That is my fear.
We are becoming desensitized to the world.
Shock, awe, and tragedy are the only things that grab our attention for a few fleeting seconds.

Day 100 of Quarantine:
100 days ago my family and I started our self quarantine.
I have been spending these past 100 days meditating, reflecting on my past, present and future.
There are many things, I have up until now taken for granted.

The world is changing

People are paying more attention, researching and educating themselves about the inequalities and inequities in this world.
People are sharing petitions, donating to social justice causes, and taking to the streets to demand action and reform from politicians and police officers who have targeted the disenfranchised with impunity for centuries.

Politicians, instead of governing and representing their constituents put party politics and ego above their duties.
Police Officers, instead of living by their creed to serve and protect, serve their self interest and protect their ranks from scrutiny.
Both these groups know the system that allows them to act in this manner up until now has also shielded them from most if not all repercussions.

The world is rightfully sick of it.
The world is demanding change.

I will admit that the way the system is built at the moment is undoubtedly very comfortable for me.
I can walk down the street without fearing that my skin colour will unjustly jeopardize my safety at the hands of the police.
I have accepted that it is a privilege to be able to speak my mind on these platforms with little to no repercussions from enforcers of the law.
The world should be comfortable for all not just me.

The world is changing.
The world is demanding change.

Change will take time,
You don’t get a six-pack by doing 5 sit ups and then posting about it on your social media.
Progress takes time.
You just can’t give up.
And unlike having a six pack…
This change is necessary.

The world is changing.
The world is watching you.
The world will not forget your inaction.

-m

p.s.
If you find reading long articles or books to be too difficult, watch some movies and tv shows that delve into the topic of systemic racism we have on the planet we share:
1. “The 13th” directed by Ava DuVernay
2. “Just Mercy” directed by Destin Daniel Cretton
3. “Watchmen” (2020) [tv-series]
4. “Get Out” directed by Jordan Peele

p.p.s
alas I do fear that I am yelling the above into an echo chamber.
hopefully not.


Day 76 of Quarantine:
What goes up must come down.
Once you hit rock bottom there’s only going up.

Day 74 of Quarantine:
It’s park and picnic season y’all!
And you know what that means?
Keep up the physical distancing,
Check up on your friends,
Go for walks or a run around the block,
Go for a bike ride,
And obviously… avoid large groups.

Day 71 of Quarantine:
I lost two socks in the wash today…
If anyone sees two socks hitchhiking along the highway if you could please call me so I can return them home safely!

Day 69 of Quarantine:
Damn I totally forgot to write a caption and post on Day 66.

Day 67 of Quarantine:
I wonder if the world would still be the same if dogs suddenly developed opposable thumbs.

Day 64 of Quarantine:
Is no one going to talk about how shaggy eats dog treats?

Day 61 of Quarantine:
So they are making a fourth Matrix movie.
I wonder what they will use in lieu of pay-phones to go back to the real world?

DEC 2022 UPDATE: THE MOVIE CAME OUT A YEAR AGO AND IM STILL TRYING TO FORGET ABOUT HOW DUMB IT WAS…

Day 50 of Quarantine:
Let me a bit real with you all.
Not that I’m not real.
I think?
I mean ask anyone who knows me and they will probably say I’m real…
But how can we know we even are real?
We could all just be in a simulation.
I could simply exist within someone’s imagination and when they stop thinking I stop existing…
I went on a tangent I’m sorry.
Where was I?
Oh yes let me be real with you and specifically give you my thoughts on my use of Instagram…
Instagram, much like it’s parent Facebook, have messed around with the posting algorithm in such a way that you no longer see things in a chronological order but end up seeing only what the algorithm thinks you want to see.
Instagram and most social media platforms also trained us to get our self worth from the amount of likes, hearts, retweets, and shares we get.
And though I am aware of how meaningless likes and hearts are I noticed that if a picture I post gets less likes than the average I go through an illogical small moment of depression.
Is this a stupid sentiment to feel?
Yes, I’d think so.
So when Instagram puts me in a bubble, I am unable to see other people’s art or share my work with people that Instagram doesn’t want me to interact with.
I then spend a few minutes daily looking at my analytics to figure out if I should post at 12pm tomorrow or at 9am on Monday.
I then pick whichever I think makes more sense (at the moment not many people wake up before 12 what with the quarantine) and I post at that time.
Maybe that posts gets more likes than usual and I feel good…
Then when the following post gets less than the average again… The cycle repeats.
The Catch-22 is that as someone who’s trying to work in the arts and share some attempts at photography with the world, Instagram is the main platform for posting and sharing visual arts, they essentially have a monopoly (you’ll hear my thoughts on the board game soon enough)
All this to say… I’m taking a break from posting for maybe a week or two just so I can reassess my relationship with this social network.
I’ll be back soon with a caption about… Soup?
We will see.
See you soon 🙂

Day 48 of Quarantine:
It’s raining today.
Might brave the weather to go wait in line and buy some milk at the local IGA.
Maybe I’ll buy a box of Oreos?
Maybe some Mr. Noodles?
A salad would be nice.
Maybe a baguette?
Some butter?
Honey Nut Cheerios?
Running low on tonic water so I should probably buy a few bottles of that too.
Some fresh tomatoes would also be enjoyed.
Could make a pasta sauce.
Capers.
Canned tuna in olive oil.
Some Garlic.
I feel like I’m missing something but I can’t figure it out, might just edit this caption later when I figure it out…

Day 46 of Quarantine:
There is such an insane amount of different pop tart flavours!
Apple Strudel Pop Tart
Frosted Blueberry Pop Tart
Blueberry Muffin Pop Tart
Frosted Brown Sugar Cinnamon Pop Tart
Frosted Cherry Pop Tart
Chocolate Chip Pop Tart
Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough Pop Tart
Chocolate Fudge Pop Tart
Sweet Potato Pop Tart
Confetti Pop Tart
Cinnamon Roll Pop Tart
Wild Berry Pop Tart
Wild Watermelon Pop Tart
Cookies & Creme Pop Tart
Gingerbread Pop Tart
Hot Fudge Sundae Pop Tart
Raspberry Pop Tart
S’mores Pop Tart
Existential Crisis Pop Tart
Frosted Strawberry Pop Tart
Strawberry Milkshake Pop Tart
Vanilla Milkshake Pop Tart
Ice Cream Sandwich Pop Tart
Wild Grape Pop Tart
Rainbow Cookie Sandwich Pop Tart
Wildlicious Wild Strawberry Pop Tart
Unfrosted Strawberry Pop Tart
Unfrosted Brown Sugar Cinnamon Pop Tart
Neither Here Nor There Pop Tart
Unfrosted Blueberry Pop Tart
Dulce De Leche Pop Tart
Guava Mango Pop Tart
Chocolate Banana Split Pop Tart
Orange Cream Pop Tart
Blood Pudding Pop Tart
Choc-O-Lantern Frosted Chocolate Fudge Pop Tart
Pumpkin Pie Pop Tart
Wild Berry Pop Tart
Cherry Turnover Pop Tart
Confetti Cake Pop Tart
Sugar Cookie Pop Tart
Spring Berry Pop Tart
Scream Into The Void Pop Tart
Vanilla I-Scream Cone Pop Tart
American Apple Pie Pop Tarts
Raw Eggs Pop Tart
Red White and Berry Pop Tart

Day 42 of Quarantine:
Hey @instagram !!
Maybe idk give back @biggestmack ‘s art account that was taken down after one strike just because she posted a nude painting?
Would be pretty cool if you did!

DEC 2022 UPDATE: INSTAGRAM HAS STILL NOT GIVEN HER BACK HER ACCOUNT… #FREETHENIPPLE

Day 41 of Quarantine:
In the movie “The Curious Case of Benjamin Button”, Brad Pitt’s character is born a baby sized old man.
Through out the movie as he grows he becomes younger and younger until he dies.
At the end of his life he dies as a regular sized baby.
This is wrong.
According to the movie’s logic he should have died an old man sized baby and not a baby sized baby.
Sorry for the visual but this had to be said.

Day egg of Egg:
Egg?
EGG!
Egg???
Egg…
…egg?
Egg.

Day 33 of Quarantine:
Saying that two people get along better than peanut butter and jelly is so last year…
People should strive to get along better than horseradish and beets…
OH WAIT…
That is impossible because horseradish and beets are already perfection and can not be improved on.

Day 29 of Quarantine:
Thinking back on a simpler time before the quarantines, I remembered a conversation I overheard on my commute on the streetcar.
Two people in their mid 20s were having an interesting back and forth.
Let’s call the two Jeff and Anthony.
This is how the conversation went:

JEFF: Cannibalism should be legalized…
ANTHONY: Why?
JEFF: Because there are too many people on this planet and introducing cannibalism might bring down the over population of humans on the earth.
ANTHONY: I mean yeah but… wouldn’t you say this legislation would probably harshly affect people in poverty stricken populations and leave the rich more or less unscathed?
JEFF: that’s a good point.

Just remember people, if cannibals can have civil discussions about political issues, so can you!

Day 26 of Quarantine:

I wonder if parents who name their kids Troy except them to grow up to be easily fooled into accepting a weirdly large wooden horse filled with soldiers into their house…
These are the things that keep me up at night.

Day 8 of Quarantine:
So I just finished watching the Mandalorian.
Pretty solid show,
I’d give it an 11 out of 13.
But a review is not the point of this caption.

Ok so thinking back on the Star Wars franchise as a whole I was reminded that the engineers who create the droids tend to install within these robots the ability to feel pain.
C3PO is tortured with electrical shocks.
B1 Battle Droids in the prequels are often heard screaming out in pain as they are blown up by Jedi and republic forces…
In the “sixth” film, Return of the Jedi, on Jabba’s sail barge, a Gonk droid is seen hanging upside down and has hot metal pressed against its metal feet while it screams in pain.

The question is:
If they were trying to get information out of the droid…why didn’t they plug some wires into it to extract the necessary information?
Why torture it?
Is there a threshold within a droid’s operating system that tells it:
“I’ve been tortured enough today home slice, I’ll tell you what you want to know just spare me from this agony”

Imagine how unstoppable the separatists would be if they just created an army of T800 and T1000 from the Terminator franchise… Those cyborgs feel no pain!
These are the questions that keep me up at night.

Day 6 of Quarantine:
Today is day six of my self isolation.
I usually cherish my time alone.
Going out and about is such a chore.
A virus broke out outside my door.
Quarantined, I wish to go out.
But the curve hasn’t flattened yet.
I yearn what I can’t have…
At home I am stuck.
No photoshoots.
Such is life.
Oh well…
M

Day 5 of Quarantine:
I’m back!
This season, stay tuned for some captions about:
Cereal,
Potatoes,
Macklemore,
Cannibals,
Lemons,
Maybe even some rambles about dates…
Am I talking about a social or romantic appointment or engagement?
Or the dried fruit?
Stay tuned to find out!

MMXIX

That is all!
Thank you all!
See you next season!
Maybe in a month,
Maybe more…
I don’t know,
We will see…

Does anyone remember that French Toast Crunch cereal that looked like very tiny little pieces of French Toast?
Were those not BOMB???
A literally sweetly tasteful journey from when the milk hits the cereal to when you finish the cereal infused milk in the bowl.
Sadly this cereal brand has been discontinued in Canada, or at least I can’t find it.
Anywho, after a recent trip to David’s Tea, I discovered that they had a “Cardamom French Toast” tea.
It tasted very similar to the cereal mentioned above.
I then had a eureka moment.
What if instead of using hot water to make my tea, I used cold milk, and let the tea flavour the milk…
Verdict: the milk tasted exactly like the French toast crunch cereal infused milk.

For an added flair, try infusing your milk with some tea you like then make a cappuccino or a latte with the milk…
UNREAL…
it’s unreal.

Do you think people would stop voting for a politician if it came out that they liked pineapple on their pizza?

As promised: an unwanted continuation of the soup debate:

ARGUMENT 1: What about watermelon gazpacho? That’s basically a smoothie… if you drink watermelon gazpacho out of a cup you’re drinking a smoothie…
RESPONSE: Most watermelon gazpachos have tomatoes, salt, pepper, sometimes onions, sometimes some red wine, some basil if you’re feeling it… it’s a cold soup. It is not a smoothie you absolute pineapple.

ARGUMENT 2: But eating typically implies a utensil, In order to drink soup, you must do so from the bowl.
RESPONSE: I’d say eating implies chewing and swallowing. Drinking is just swallowing without any resistance from the liquid.

ARGUMENT 3: I would also argue that the vessel in which the soup is served makes a difference. A cup of soup is drank 100% of the time. A bowl of soup is eaten.
RESPONSE: If you put vodka in a cup or vodka in a bowl you drink the vodka, it does not matter if you use a spoon or not, you do not eat vodka because you are not chewing it before swallowing it.

ARGUMENT 4: Ok… You drink the broth but eat the rest of the ingredients of the soup… therefore you eat the soup.
RESPONSE: A broth is and I am quoting the “Dictionary.com” definition: A broth is a thin soup of concentrated meat or fish stock.
Given this argument if I could remind you that some soups don’t use meat or fish stocks, such as a watermelon gazpacho… you still drink the soup.

ARGUMENT 5: What about smoothies, chili or stew?
RESPONSE: … those are not soups and I refuse to acknowledge anyone who believes otherwise.

Though I haven’t talked about the topic of soup in a year, a month and two days… 398 days to be exact… a stupid soup related debate has been brought to my attention and I believe the topic would benefit from my full attention.

That debate being: DO YOU DRINK SOUP OR EAT SOUP.

Now don’t get me wrong I get how some may be misconstrued, believing that because you eat the contents of the soup, you are by extension eating the soup… sure I get how you can see that but… you’re wrong… VERY VERY WRONG.

If the majority of the content of your bowl or cup is liquid and the rest is solid (ie pieces of chicken swimming around) then you’re drinking it and at most… eating the solid ingredients but you’d have to be a sociopath to explain to people that you eat and drink a soup at the same time, you’d be a real soup agnostic.

Now if the majority of the content of your bowl or cup is solid and the minority is liquid, that liquid is not a soup… it is a sauce.

Now I can hear you being a smart ass and saying something like: oh what if I put a kale smoothie in a soup bowl… does it become soup?
No it’s still a smoothie…
You absolute waffle…
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Also expect the next post’s caption to be soup related as well because GOD DAMN do I have lots to talk about!

Hey YOU!
Yeah you!
Are you looking for something to do next week that isn’t just staying home and watching Netflix?
Are you in the mood to enjoy some sweet sweet choreography and dancing, some pretty rad lights, awesome projections and dope sound?
Do you want to feel better about yourself because you’re supporting students and their art?
Well why not come on down to Ye Olde Ryerson Theatre next week (November 19th-23rd) and watch RYERSON DANCES!
Come to as many shows as you want… they won’t mind!
It’s fun for the whole family!
They aren’t kidding; bring all your friends and family!
Come out and support some very cool people!

You can find more info on their Instagram page: @ryersondance
The link to their tickets is in their bio!

Tom Waits, Tom Selleck, Jeff Bridges, James Earl Jones, Alan Rickman, Kevin Conroy, Michael Clarke Duncan, Sean Connery, Marlon Brando, Reg E. Cathey, and Ian McKellen.
These are all actors with A+ voices.
That is all.
This was a nice voice appreciation post.

Did you know that even though the new iPhone TV spots tell you that your iPhone is waterproof… putting it under water or cement will void it’s warranty?
They prefer the term water resistant…
Apple is obviously run by a bunch of silly geese in suits if you ask me…

Just remember that tomorrow is Halloween and it’s the only day where you can kill someone in cold blood and then go to a costume party without changing out of your outfit and no one will question you… probably…

For reference I don’t condone murder.

Unpopular opinion of the month:
Memory foam mattresses and pillows are not comfortable and I do not understand their appeal.

I love how your tone can really affect the message you’re trying to express…
1. Buddy you KILLED IT! = Good Job! Could not have done it better myself!
2. Buddy you KILLED IT! = Oh my GOD! They aren’t breathing! I’m calling an ambulance! You’re going to jail! Oh no… now I’m implicated! Aaaaaah I’m too young to go to jail! SOMEONE HELP!

I always wondered why Scooby Doo villains all had the same modus operandi.
You’d assume at least one would commit tax fraud, embezzlement and/or murder.
A bunch of kids getting in the way of a profitable business venture?
Have them arrested for trespassing?
I feel like a few of the antagonists would have some sort of mob affiliation. I’m sure that connection could probably make the Scooby gang go away without much effort… I’d personally watch a dark reboot of Scooby Doo.
You could call it:
Scooby Vice
Law and Order: Scooby Dooby Doo
Scooby Doo Bloods
CSI: Crimes Scooby Investigates

Did we end up stopping the fires in the Amazon?
No?
It’s still burning?
But we posted all those #OurLungsAreOnFire hashtags…
That… must have made a difference!
Right?

Canada just had its Federal Election and elected Justin Trudeau, and along with him, a minority liberal government.

The election campaign was tumultuous to say the least.
To get any bias out of the way I should clarify that I voted Liberal.
I voted for the Liberal party not because (and for reference these are reasons I’ve been hearing from others)
1. “Trudeau is attractive”
2. “He is the lesser evil” or “The devil you know”
3. “He’s not Scheer”
4. “NDP doesn’t stand a chance so I’m voting strategically”

I voted Liberal because I agree with the Liberal platform more than any other party.
This is not saying that there aren’t things in their platform I don’t agree with, or that there aren’t sections of the NDP and Green platforms that I prefer to the liberals.
The point is, I did my research and made a decision based on it.

This leads me to a few things that have been bothering me.
I’ve had many Liberal, NDP, and Green Party friends and acquaintances who willfully discounted the opinions of anyone who’s not voting for the same party as them.
People who vote for the right leaning parties such as the Conservatives party should have as much an opportunity to vote in the election as those voting for left leaning parties like the Liberals, NDP and Greens.

The amount of memes and comments online encouraging people who were intending to vote conservative to stay home and not vote… annoyed me.
If someone on the right told me to stay home and not bother voting, I can promise many people on the left would be up in arms and at that persons throat. Just because you don’t agree with them politically does not mean you’re right and they are wrong, they usually have a different perspective.

Now I can hear you saying… “but Maxim, are you saying that the People’s party deserves a seat at the table?”
To that I will say… uh no, they are a bunch of xenophobic nuts that would set us back decades if not a century.
But… and this is a large BUT… much like people who vote for a party you don’t agree with, trying to silence them will only create resentment. Try to hear their side, and try to educate them on why you think they are misinformed (try not to use the word “wrong” because it tends to turn people off from an opposing viewpoint because they may feel like you are not listening to them). ALSO… try not to come off as patronizing, people DO NOT like being looked down on.

Above all: BE PATIENT
If racism, xenophobia, sexism, transphobia, etc, could be de-educated over night, we would live in a very different world.

If people don’t listen to your viewpoint at first, try listening to theirs and find common ground where you can.

To my Liberal friends: you’re happy with the outcome. I also hope that you will listen to more NDP, Conservative, and Green voices to broaden your horizons.

To my Conservative friends: I hope you’re happy with having gained more seats. The people on the left, even though you’d probably say that they are too sensitive and a bunch of snowflakes, I can assure you that though you’re correct in many ways… the people on your side of the pond are no better. Let’s try to find commonalities and hopefully create a better future for all of us. If you’re sad… hey at least you won the popular vote?

To my NDP friends: rough night, though I’d agree that Toronto and large cities are pretty accepting… small towns tend to be more closed off to new ideas and platforms that don’t affect them directly.
Though Canada prides itself on being a multicultural haven and accepting of all races, I can assure you there are large communities all over the country where shameless discrimination is still very active.
Please don’t become apathetic. Fight for what you believe in!

To my Green Party friends: though you only won three seats… at least it’s one more then last time? Slow and steady wins the race?
Never stop fighting for the environment, this is our planet, we are all probably going to die on this planet… the question is: Do we really want to die sooner rather than later?

DEC 2022 UPDATE: JESUS I REALLY WAS AN ENLIGHTENED CENTRIST BACK THEN EH? YOU SHOULD STILL TRY TO LISTEN TO THE OTHER SIDE WITH COMPASSION BUT DONT COMPROMISE YOUR BELIEFS AROUND HUMAN RIGHTS IN THE NAME OF “COMPROMISE”…
IF SOME PEOPLE SAY:
“WE NEED TO KILL ALL (INSERT DEMOGRAPHIC)
AND THE OTHER SIDE SAYS:
“NO WE SHOULDN’T KILL ANYONE”
YOU SHOULDN’T COMPROMISE AND ONLY KILL SOME… STICK TO YOUR BELIEFS…

Guess I have to go turtleneck shopping again my dudes…
Anyone care to join me?

9 turtlenecks went into the wash…
Only 8 came out…
How mysterious…

It’s laundry day today!
Time to wash some turtlenecks!
Woop woop!

Mad my bitmoji can’t wear a black turtleneck.
Or a turtleneck in general.
.
May 2020 Update: they introduced turtlenecks and my bitmoji is rocking it!

Nothing is more aggravating than when Shazam doesn’t Shazam the song you’re looking for.

 

DEC 2022 UPDATE: 
MMMMMM NO THE WAR IN UKRAINE IS MAYBE A TAD MORE AGGRAVATING

Whatever happened to YIK YAK?
I remember it being an app on everyone’s phone.
Then one day… it vanished.
I wonder why it disappeared.

I feel like they should make left handed versions of all the hand gesture emojis…
🤙🤙…I have a left hand too Apple!

Some days I wonder if people who ask for an “approximate ETA” are aware that they are being redundant…
And some days I don’t.

I’m late! I’m late!

Hug the people you hold dear.

Apparently being sardonic does not mean being full of sardines… CAN you believe it?

I ain’t happy, I’m feeling glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I’m useless but not for long
The future is coming on
I ain’t happy, I’m feeling glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I’m useless but not for long
The future is coming on
It’s coming on
It’s coming on
It’s coming on

Yeah… Ha Ha!
Finally someone let me out of my cage
Now, time for me is nothing ’cause I’m counting no age
Now I couldn’t be there
Now you shouldn’t be scared
I’m good at repairs (thought sample)
And I’m under each snare
Intangible
Bet you didn’t think so I command you to
Panoramic view (you?)
Look I’ll make it all manageable
Pick and choose
Sit and lose
All you different crews
Chicks and dudes
Who you think is really kickin’ tunes?
Picture you gettin’ down in a picture tube
Like you lit the fuse
You think it’s fictional?
Mystical? Maybe
Spiritual
Hero who appears in you to clear your view when you’re too crazy
Lifeless
To those the definition for what life is
Priceless
To you because I put you on the hype shit
You like it?
Gun smokin’ righteous with one toke
You’re psychic among those
Possess you with one go

I ain’t happy, I’m feeling glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I’m useless but not for long
The future is coming on
I ain’t happy, I’m feeling glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I’m useless but not for long
The future (that’s right) is coming on
It’s coming on
It’s coming on
It’s coming on

The essence the basics
Without it you make it
Allow me to make this
Child-like in nature
Rhythm
You have it or you don’t that’s a fallacy
I’m in them
Every sprouting tree
Every child of peace
Every cloud and sea
You see with your eyes
I see destruction and demise
Corruption in disguise
(that’s right)
From this fuckin’ enterprise
Now I’m sucked into your lies
Through Russel, not his muscles but percussion he provides
For me as a guide
(Say what)
Y’all can see me now ’cause you don’t see with your eye
You perceive with your mind
That’s the inner (fuck ’em)
So I’mma stick around with Russ and be a mentor
Bust a few rhymes so motherfuckers remember where the thought is
I brought all this
So you can survive when law is lawless (right here)
Feelings, sensations that you thought was dead
No squealing, remember that it’s all in your head

I ain’t happy, I’m feeling glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I’m useless but not for long
The future is coming on
I ain’t happy, I’m feeling glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I’m useless but not for long
My future is coming on
It’s coming on
It’s coming on
It’s coming on
It’s coming on
My future is coming on
It’s coming on
It’s coming on
It’s coming on
It’s coming on
My future is coming on
It’s coming on
It’s coming on
It’s coming on
It’s coming on
My future is coming on
It’s coming on
It’s coming on
My future is coming on
It’s coming on
It’s coming on
My future is coming on
It’s coming on
It’s coming on
My future

People often say that if you’re not stressed you’re not doing well.
That’s bassackwards.
Try to deal with any stress that comes your way in a calm manner and you’ll be able to get rid of whatever is weighing you down… or at least a part of it.

The ancient Greeks had such a fetish for cruel punishments in their story telling.

For example:
1. Zeus chained Prometheus to a rock where eagles (or ravens, depending on the interpretation) would eat his liver every night. His liver would regenerate during the day and the birds would come back at night to eat his liver all over again. I wonder if they just ate them raw or did they have the liver with some fava beans and a nice chianti (or at least a similar wine)

2. Athena turned Medusa’s hair into snakes and her gaze the ability to turn anyone to stone. Why? Because Medusa was too “pretty”

3. Apollo gave Cassandra the gift of prophecy, but made no one believe her… which is incredibly ice cold.

Tell me: what makes a good manager?
I think the title of this picture is a better caption than the long anecdote I had planned.

I did my laundry yesterday and didn’t lose a single sock in the dryer!
Enjoy the little things in life.

Imagine this:
There will one day exist someone named Igor.
He will have no criminal record and his finger prints won’t be in any databases.
One day, in a freak accident, he gets decapitated.
How did it happen?
It is a long story we don’t have time for.
Luckily or unluckily, his body is recovered by a mad scientist named Gordon Oblin who was casually on a stroll when the incident happened.
The deranged scientist then successfully transplanted someone else’s head onto Igor’s freshly vacated neck.
The new head belonged to a criminal… let’s name him Tyler.
He too lost his head but in a different manner.
This too is too long a story for today.
Tyler recovers from the surgery and is released.
He goes on a crime spree.
Whose finger prints does he leave behind?
Is he officially two people at once?
Whose blood is pumping through the whole body?
Any answer is appreciated.

Quick Question Time:
Which fast food joint has the best fries?
What sauce would you pair said fries with?
Comment below,
Let me know!

Does Wolverine ever sharpen his claws?
Also does he use his claws when cooking?
How thinly could he cut garlic?
If he had to sharpen them would he do it himself?
Or go to a specialty shop given that adamantium is one of the strongest metals out there….?

>you’re out partying.
>last call is announced.
>you go pay your tab and bounce.
>you get in a taxi.
>they drive you home.
>they park.
>you check the time:
>2:45am
>$23 the taxi driver says.
>you pull out your wallet and give them two $20 bills because you don’t have anything smaller.
>they take the money and don’t give you any change…
>due to your slightly intoxicated state and fear of confrontation you exit the vehicle and stumble up the stairs of your home.
>you carefully try to get the key into the lock without missing.
>you miss.
>you try again.
>you miss again.
>thirdtimesthecharm.jpeg
>you miss again.
>you try again.
>you miss again
>an hour later.
>victory.
>you get inside and lock the door behind you.
>your pets and housemates are sleeping.
>zzzzzz
>you slowly make your way up the stairs without making a sound.
>you walk so slowly and quietly another hour passes.
>you reach the top.
>home stretch!
>you take one small step and land your foot on the hardwood floor ahead of you.
>a thunderous CREEEK echoes through the house.
>awwww.snap
>RUN!
>you lunge for your room and close the door behind you.
>you dive under the sheets.
>what a stressful few hours…
>you check the time:
>2:50am
>you fall asleep while pondering time travel.
>zzzzzzzzzz
>the end.

Hey whatever happened to all the McDonald’s mascots?
They were everywhere when I was young but now I cant see them anywhere.
Was the Hamburglar arrested?
Was Grimace shot into space?
Was Mayor McCheese arrested for tax fraud?
Did the police find bodies in Ronald McDonald’s backyard?
So many questions that will probably never be answered.

Why dont they serve spinach at Popeyes?
Asking for a friend.
This isn’t a sponsorship.

Ay ay ay?
Get it?
Eye eye eye?
Eye know eye know it’s a terrible pun… eye’ll show myself out.

People often assume that if you’re hiding behind a mask you’re probably hiding your true intentions.
The reality is sometimes people put masks to give themselves the courage to express themselves or get themselves through the day.
Is this caption too cliché?
Yes it is.

A pointless story:
.
Once upon a time there was a sailor.
He got on a his boat and set sail.
For several months he traveled.
Aboard his vessel he felt:
invincible, a God.
One day a storm came.
His ship hit rocks.
Down it went.
The end.
M

Anything can get distorted if you look at it through the wrong lens.
Especially the lens displayed below!
Ooooooweeee is it hard to see anything concrete through that glass.

 

Ok hear me out…
If let’s say I buy an extra large milkshake and can’t finish it…
Do I store it in the freezer or the fridge?
If I put it in the freezer the milk freezes.
If I put it in the fridge the ice cream melts and goes bad.
It’s a catch 22

What do you see?
A bird?
A plane?
A cougar?
An abstract concept mere mortals couldn’t comprehend?
A snake?
Something else?

Guess who finished theatre school?
A bunch of people.

Did you know that Steve Rogers’ nickname “Cap” is short for Capitalism?
Yeah me neither!
Avengers: Endgame opens tonight so get your merch and tickets while you still can!

UPDATE AFTER LEAVING THE THEATRE:
IT WAS FINE…
NOTHING TO WRITE HOME ABOUT BUT FAN SERVICE-Y FOR SURE

Does waking up on the wrong side of the bed make sense?
What if your bed is against the wall and you can only get out on one side… Are you doomed suffer bad days or good days forever?
What if you turn your mattress 180 degrees?

Back in black
I hit the sack
I’ve been too long I’m glad to be back
Yes, I’m let loose
From the noose
That’s kept me hanging about
I’ve been looking at the sky
‘Cause it’s gettin’ me high
Forget the hearse ’cause I never die
I got nine lives
Cat’s eyes
Abusin’ every one of them and running wild

Ever sit alone in a room for hours on end?
Maybe you’re working?
Procrastinating?
Meditating?
Are you trying to make sense of the world?
You concentrate on a single repetitive sound you are hearing in your surroundings.
An Air-Conditioner vent?
Drops of water, dripping from a hole in your roof?
How did that hole get there?
A tree branch?
A raccoon?
Does it have a family?
Does it have kids?
Is there such a thing as class in raccoon society?
Are you judged by the amount of trash you collect/eat?
Are there bourgeois raccoons?
I wonder if they would be/are snobby?
Do they only eat specific types of garbage from specific houses or restaurants?
“Oh I only eat my trash from the Thomson’s… they shop at Whole Foods… I only want what’s best for my kit (that’s what a baby raccoon is called look it up)”
Or
“I get my food mostly from the dumpster behind the Popeyes. Let me tell you… the scraps there are finger licking good… wait… is that KFC’s Slogan?” I wonder if trash pandas judge people who don’t properly separate their garbage from their recycling.

We live in a sad depressing world… try to find some joy when you can.

A few days ago I wanted to look up some pictures of a bunny named Ted. Cute bunny!
Small and black with those cute floppy ears you know?
So I opened my browser and googled GOOGLE (as you do).
I then entered my search query and all I kept getting was pictures of this creepy weirdo.
But no pictures of a bunny in sight!
I want to see pictures of TED BUNNY DAMN IT!

I find it odd that our society has such an odd fixation with serial killers… We see them in all sorts of medium; TV, Film, books etc.
Our society glorifies violence and we are shocked when monsters come out to grab their participation trophy.

Homophones are so funny to me.
They trip people up all the time.
There is the classic there, they’re, and their.
Your & You’re.
All ready/already.
Ducks/Ducts… it’s always fun when some ducks get stuck in your ducts.

But the one that has been driving me up the wall recently has been: a part & apart.

A PART means that you are a part of something.
Ex: I was bored, so I joined a club, I’m now a part of this club, and can’t escape.

APART is used when you want to exclude things or separate things at a defined distance.
Ex: My house and my School are about 8 klicks apart and I’m not bout that commute.

I was sitting at a pizza pizza or an other pizza parlour… I forgot which…and I was looking around the space.
I lock eyes with this 10 year old looking kid and the next thing I know they point at me.
They look at me with the most lifeless eyes imaginable.
They then put their index finger to the left side of their throat and moved it across the right side of it.

I mean I get not everyone likes my captions but a death threat from a 10 year old is new.

Does the Fillet-O-Fish still exist on the McDonald’s menu?
If yes, have you or anyone you know actually ordered this menu item?
If yes, was it any good?
Worth the purchase?
Out of 7 stars how would you (or they) rate the Fillet-O-Fish experience a 3.2…a 5.82… a 6.6?
Does partaking in the eating of this meal summon the coming of the apocalypse?
Stay tuned as I go find out for the betterment of mankind…

If there is no direct sunlight in hell… how do the demons and other creatures know when it’s the next day?
When the weekend is?
Do they get days off?
Do they get sick days?
Can they even get sick?
Are they unionized?
Does their salary increase if they are punishing someone truly evil because they need to put in the over time?
Do they get vacation days?
Where would they go while on vacation?
Probably some resort with a spa to help them de-stress.

Hey YOU! Yeah YOU! Happy Ferris Wheel Day!
You’d think I’m joking but today truly is the day in which we celebrate those amusement park contraptions that break down sometimes and strand people nearly 400 feet in the air for a few minutes giving them time to question their mortality.

Sorry people, my posting schedule has been thrown off due to the snow day yesterday…

What have you been up to in the past few weeks?
Months?
Years?
How’s life?
Good?
Bad?
Neither here, nor there?
Has your outlook on life changed drastically?
Why?
What is the philosophy/motto that helps you get out of bed?
Who inspires you to face the “scary” world outside?
Do you need someone to talk to?
Am I asking too many questions?
Maybe.

>What’s up Doc?
>Oh not much Mr Bunny, your tests came back… sadly you’ve developed an allergy to carrots… sorry my guy looks like you’ll never eat carrots or even baby carrots again whilst you live.
>oh that’s too bad, can I still feed on human flesh?
> sure, yeah go for it…but try not to eat the fatty parts, you want protein but we don’t really want you to gain too much weight now do we?

I have a question for the people who live or work on the 13th floor of a building where the elevator ignores and skips the number 13 and goes straight from 12 to 14…
My question is:
Do you feel safer?

Is the expression “third time’s the charm” teaching people that if they fail after more than 3 attempts they should give up?

If you go to bed near dawn…are you going to bed late or early?

If the eyes are the windows to the soul…
What is the door?

I wonder who started the whole orange doesn’t rhyme with anything myth…
I find it rather abhorrent.
I bet it was some pineapple with too much time on their hands…

Sleep is for the week…
…staying awake is for the weekend.

Often when people are overwhelmed and need air they say that they need space.
That is odd because there is no air in space.

Do you think flat earthers enjoy sparkling water?
Or do they purely drink flat water out of principle?

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Gold Star to whoever figures out what I wrote above^

Was the idea of hell created to keep us in line?
If there hypothetically was no punishment for our misdeeds after death… what’s stopping us from indulging our basic desires while still alive?

A few months ago I was standing on the subway commuting home. The time was more or less 1:48am give or take a minute or two…
We reach a stop and the doors open. Entering my field of vision directly in front of me I see a bag of McDonalds sitting upright.
It looks untouched.
What’s inside?
A McChicken?
A Big Mac?
6 Chicken Nuggets?
10 Chicken Nuggets?
Maybe a Sweet Chili Wrap….
I wonder if that person who let this bag go astray prefers his chicken crispy or grilled…
Probably bent down to tie their shoe and after being overcome with excitement from their freshly tied footwear they jog away leaving what may have been their dinner for the night.
What a bummer.
On the bright side that bag is free for the taking… Anyone in its immediate vicinity can take that bag and its components and go on their merry way with some potentially fresh but probably most likely soggy McDonalds… But hey at least it’s free?
You know what? I’m going to exit the train and…
The doors close and the train leaves… it’s still one of my biggest recent regrets that I didn’t exit the train to figure out what was inside the mystery bag.

I find the basis of knock knock jokes to be flawed.
If someone knocks at your door there are three options;
1. Open the door to see who it is.
2. If your house has one, check through the door’s peephole to see who it is and then decide to either follow option 1 or option 3.
3. Don’t open the door and pretend no one is home.
Either you’re expecting someone or something in which case you’d open the door as they knock or you’re not expecting anyone and you open the door to see who it is… because the unexpected knock peeks your curiosity.

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My dad found this set unsettling.
To each their own I guess…
I was going to call this set: “Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs” but in the end feared Sony Pictures might try to sue me for copying the title of one of their subpar movies.
Yes I am aware that they probably don’t know who I am or that a silly caption alone is probably not grounds enough for a lawsuit… what are you the caption police? Leave me alone…
In the end I caved and went with the caption below… obviously.

I changed my caption a day after posting this photo… what are you going to do about it? Nothing.
Because there are some things in life you can’t control.
Sad reality but an important truth.
After you delete something sooner or later everyone forgets what it previously said because if it was deleted, it was probably unimportant.

>be student
>you’re tired after an all-nighter
>you’re sitting at a table with your friend
>you tell your friend:
>I slept four hours last night but I finished all my work!
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>suddenly across the room you hear:
>yeah well I only slept 1 hour and had to work on projects for 3 classes and I’m so stressed and you have no right to be stressed because my life is harder etc.
>instead of asking them why they didn’t use their time more efficiently you decide to ignore them and let them be miserable because there is no winning that argument
>congrats you’re an adult
>the end.

I’m assuming you are all expecting some kind of continuation to my convoluted rambles discussing my views on soup, texting, calamari, zombies, or poached eggs…
Well alas today is not that day.
I am sorry to disappoint.

Is it really possible to have your time wasted?
I don’t believe so, no one can waste your time, every time you think you’re having your time wasted…
Learn from it and try taking the positives out of the situation.
There are always positives, you just have to look/meditate about the situation hard enough.

I find it interesting that sometimes just an implication can have such power.
If I were to tell my friend(s) let’s go out, it could be implied that I may want to go to a bar and drink or go to a club and party, when the reality of the situation is that all I want to do is go get some food and hang out.

I’m coming to realize how hard it is to discuss things that are on our mind without going on pointless tangents that eventually spiral into absurd non consequential conversations.

I’ve been thinking of the versatility soup has. It can be appreciated in so many situations and ways:
Feeling cold? Have a bowl of hot soup.
Feeling warm? Have a bowl of cold soup.
Feel sick? Have some chicken soup.
Feeling down? Have some soup.
Tired after a long day of work? Have some soup.
In bed all day? A cup of soup does not require any cutlery.
You can have soup with friends or you can have soup alone.
You can have:
Chicken Soup
Ramen
Alphabet Soup
Beet Soup
Pho
Carrot Soup
Cucumber Soup
Clam Chowder
Tomato Soup
Watermelon Soup
Etc.
The possibilities are near endless.
I mean sure it probably won’t be able to help you with that flat tire or your cracked iPhone screen… but it might help you feel better about this point in your life.

Also… does anyone put the milk in their bowl first before the cereal?
I’ve seen pictures online of people doing so but I’m just assuming that people are being unnecessarily antagonistic and just want to get under people’s skin with the absurdism.

DEC2022 UPDATE:
MY THOUGHTS ON THIS TOPIC HAVE EVOLVED…
I DO THINK ITS WORTH TASTING THE MILK BEFORE MIXING IN THE CEREAL IN CASE THE MILK HAS SOURED

Is cereal soup?
Someone asked me this question recently and it’s time I reveal my feelings and inner thoughts about this question.
No… cereal is not soup because milk on its own is not soup. I mean sure one could argue that the cereal in the milk could be the croutons, but who in their own right mind would add such an excessive amount of croutons to their soup? A mad man that’s who…

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Do you think mermaids have real loud voices?
I mean sound doesn’t travel far under water so one would assume when Ariel talks above water at her normal volume she would probably be speaking way louder than her above water royal possee given her years of talking at a normal level underwater…
Maybe she whispers the whole time…
Must be pretty loud when she yawns.

So I’m thinking back on that whole apple exchange between Snow White and the Evil Queen.
Who just accepts food from a stranger?
If a telemarketer popped by my house and told me:
“Hey.. taste my apple”,
I’d be slightly concerned that they did something to the apple…
Wouldn’t you be?



Then again…
If I went to a farmers market and someone offered me an apple I wouldn’t even think twice about it before biting into it…

I’m very much someone who enjoys poached eggs.
Sure scrambled, sunny side up, and over easy eggs are good and all but man oh man…
I would love me a poached egg right about now…
Hell!
I’ll even compromise and accept a soft boiled egg.
Add a bit of lava salt as a garnish…
Let me tell you…
That would be HEAVEN!!!

Concept:
Zoom in on a mackerel fish named Mark…
Call it: Macro Mark the Mackerel…
or
Mackerel Mark and the Macro Bunch.

I wonder how the fish and creatures in the deepest part of the seas where there is no sunlight whatsoever understand when it’s night time and time to sleep.

A RESPONSE FROM THE COMMENTS:
Well humans and most vertebrate animals have a biological clock located in the hypothalamus. It’s not perfect (usually runs 25-27 hours instead of 24) but it does its job when we might not be able to see the sun. Maybe those fish have something similar 🤷‍♀️

Confession: I haven’t seen Finding Dory yet…
Sorry…

March 2021 update:
I have finally watched it!
It was a laugh and fun for the whole family!

Do you think pufferfish feel bloated after eating too much food?

I wonder if the first zombie to eat raw brain was considered a weirdo by their other zombie friends… or were they seen as a revolutionary forward thinker for the undead cause?
Let me know what y’all think!

Someone told me this reminded them of Davy Jones from Pirates of the Caribbean…
You know?
The dude with the tentacle beard…
Bet you can make some great fried calamari with that guy.

Back to the usual face obstructing weird photos I guess…

And people say I don’t take pictures of people faces :/

If your eyes start bleeding…
Stay calm and consult a physician as soon as possible!