How many transcendent moments do you have in an average day? Have you ever stopped to count? Are you eager to or scared to? How many is a good amount for the average person? How many is a good amount, the “right” amount, for you? Do you always know a transcendent moment when it happens? Is it possible that it HAS happened more than you think but that you haven’t put yourself in a position to appreciate it? Does it sound as if I’m lobbying for a position as a nationally renowned life coach?

Things that never come naturally

Admit it: Every time you are about to use “i.e.” in your writing, you stop for a second to remember if it means “that is” (correct) or “for example.” Same for “e.g.”

That an observation such as this has never risen to the Top 100,000 thoughts that human beings have ever had should give you some hope for the human experiment.

Will they use the term “millennialls” for “young people” in the Year 3000 (and for a decade+ after that)?

That is, if the world still operates anywhere like the way it does now?

Anyone know if they used a term like that around 1000 A.D.?

I can answer that: No, they didn’t. Because half-generations weren’t being nomenclatured back then.

Somewhere, right now in the world, there is someone actually named Norman Clature. And it’s an honestly-come-upon name, not some homage to a Thomas Pynchon character.

Are you fearing for my mental health yet?

Hell is other people.

You have to give French existentialist philosopher Jean-Paul Sartre, not to be confused with New York Giants defensive lineman Jason Pierre-Paul, a lot of credit: His most famous utterance, the title of this post (though in the original French, it’s “L’enfer, c’est les autres”), is the product of a man thinking at the top of his game. It’s a depressing potential truth to contemplate but it’s about as provocative as four words can get. (If you look at my previous post, you’ll see it’s also obsessed with four-word phrases.) You can’t not stop to consider its truth – and the fact that you can’t not stop doing that suggests it has some truth to it (that it’s not frivolous); and if it has some truth to it for you, then it stands that for some others, it’s even more true. I don’t know where I’m going with this. Orange circles are nice, too.

One of the least important things you’ll read today

The first four words of a recent ESPN article – “Arsenal manager Arsene Wenger…” – appears to me to be a series of connected, vaguely and not-so-vaguely palindromic words, demanding of amateur lexicologists and wits an answer that is not coming. There’s something almost incestuous about the collection of letters.

There. I said it. What everyone else was thinking.

This post has nothing to do with Japan. I just like brightly colored circles.

This is a TEST

And so it is.

As I said, a test.

A test to pass. Or fail.

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