Entering Week Four Of "Age Of Aquarius / Let The Sunshine In" Stuck In My Head, And I'm Not Mad About It.
Good morning, sweethearts! A quick question: have you booked your summer PTO yet? Because if you, like me, feel like you need someone to give you permission to take the holiday time you are paid with as a part of your employment, consider this your permission: TAKE IT. Book it. Block off that calendar. And then spend time making sure you’ve prepped for said holiday so that you may truly unplug and, you guessed it, (figuratively) toss your work computer into the sea to give your brain a rest.
TO THE INTERNET
There are only two takes on the Musk takeover of the hellsite we know and love, Twitter dot com, that I’d ever ask you to read: one, from dear Friend of the Missive and human I met in the twitterverse in 2010, Alex Wilhelm: Alright Elon, don’t fuck it up (TechCrunch), who goes into his deep personal history on the platform (“I simply hope that Elon doesn’t fuck up Twitter. It is my home.”) And two, you should read Katie Notopoulus’s slightly more nihilistic take, We Deserve This, Fellow Disgusting Worms (BuzzFeed), which states, “Let’s be honest with ourselves: We will never quit this idiot site. Elon Musk will have to strap my phone onto a rocket and fire it into space to get me to log off.”
I remember lying in the top bunk of my bed, staring at the bumpy ceiling, occasionally reaching up and scratching off a wee bit of it to see what would happen. Thank goodness Apartment Therapy dove into this topic I hadn’t thought of in decades: A Brief History of Popcorn Ceilings, a Design Feature That Used to Be Much More Popular.
Sometimes I really wish the industry I work in had a code of conduct, an ethics board, SOMETHING to prevent the willful distribution of misinformation, because this story about DeSantis’s press secretary makes me want to scream: How One Florida Woman With Twitter Problems Plunged Us Into a Nightmarish National Conversation About “Grooming” (Slate)
FotM Katelyn sends in this humdinger from 2020 and I cannot stop laughing at the headline and story: French Fighter Jet Joy Ride Goes Très, Très Wrong (Car and Driver). Seriously, read it now.
And finally, um… never do this, ok? Consume with consent! A Florida Bride And Her Caterer Allegedly Served Cannabis-Laced Food To Unknowing Guests (appropriately, BuzzFeed)
You’re fabulous. Drink some water, get outside, and be kind to yourself, won’t you?
xoxo Amy