Look at this raccoon
My best thing is an animal that reminds me very strongly of a human being, and this raccoon is the indisputable leader of that category.
I wrote something quite sort of heavy and intense about this weird raccoon photo, because I guess I feel very strongly about it.
I don’t know if I have any right to be as thrilled about this as I am. People translate things all the time. It also goes without saying that I cannot speak or read Italian, so all I can do is look at the words, but STILL.
Some people have told me that this made them laugh and that is gr8 but I can tell you that I wrote it with a very very stern frown on my face the whole time. I truly and humourlessly hate the wind and that is no joke at all. Jarred took the photos! He doesn’t hate the wind as much as me but I think he did a very good job of taking photos that made me hate it in a more nuanced and vicious way.
I wonder if it is the case that you truly become an adult when you are happy not to be on holiday anymore. So, so happy. It’s Monday today! Everyone is back at work! The birds are singing in slightly mocking tones!
Here are two things from last year.
This one is about when I could not understand the movie Heat, and took it all very badly. Jarred took the beautiful photos, because he is the best:
This one is about Middlemarch, and Blood Meridian, and how much I will never read A Little Life, probably:
The Zizek Game is the club banger of everything everything I wrote this year. I could not say why this is so, but it undeniably is.
It made it onto Slate’s BEST JOKES OF 2016 list! Incredible!
I wrote about yellow facebrick, because I feel very strongly about it, and Jarred Figgins took the photos, because he is a legend.
We are doing one next about how I couldn’t understand the movie “Heat”. Buckle up, I guess.