Ephemeral

My niece wishes for a world where people like Trump can learn to be kind to all.

Same girl. Same. 😔

Yesterday my 11 year old niece asked me, “Can people change?”

I told her, “If they want to change, yes.”

She thought for a bit and then asked, “Can Trump change?”

I answered: “If he wanted to, yes. But people like him rarely want to change, so they don’t.”

Living in the US right now feels like the last circle of Fortnite/Warzone.

The safe area keeps shrinking until there’s no safe space.

Last night my niece watched the Minecraft movie, and this morning she says to me:

“Jason Momoa looks like he has bad breath.” 😯

Guess we need to talk again about judging others by their looks.

But also…LOL! Kids are brutally honest.

I used Cursor to fix an extension for Chromium and Firefox browsers.

I’m a full stack developer now. 😏

I’m glad to be awake this morning because last night I had a dream where Trump was like the Kingpin from Spiderman and Daredevil, and he was terrorizing everyone.

Oh wait…😒

Discord has pop up ads now. I opened the PC client today after it updated, and a banner ad popped up for some game.

The only way to make it go away was to click it and be redirected to the ad inside Discord.

I’m now looking for an alternative. Waiting for roomy.chat.

In a Millennial adaptation of Dickens’ «A Christmas Carol», the three ghosts to appear would be:

Ghost of Nostalgia,

Ghost of Existential Dread,

Ghost of Despair.

NPR this morning: “It’s a Monday…”

You know things are bad when NPR starts to sound like Garfield.

If you want sympathy, learn to be understanding.

If you want empathy, learn to be vulnerable.