I Believe… [Just Call It Gambling, Already]
...that a casino is the poor man’s Wall Street. Cryptocurrency is the libertarian’s casino.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of August 17, 2025
Belief is a sledgehammer. Human interaction is a scalpel.

Discomfort Is the Only Honest Coach
The anti-heroes of the 1970's understood the challenge.

Love and Marriage and… Blood?
We crawled into bed, which creaked and popped like Oscar the Grouch’s metal trashcan with every single move we made. And that’s where we tried to understand what he meant when he said, “Please no bleeding on the bed sheets. It can be very expensive for you because with all the blood, we have to throw them away. But, hey, I get it. I’m married, too.”
I Believe… [Corporate Speak]
...that the phrase “Just loop me in” is corporate code for “I want to handcuff myself to your brain until one of us dies.”
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of August 10, 2025
The sign of real, true love is that it is resistant to the hardships and bullshit we create for ourselves.

The Stereotypical Thoughts of a GenX Dude
I’d suggest that racism is far less evident in the words we say and the stereotypes we embrace than the actions we engage in because of those words.
I Believe… [AI is Coming]
...that AI won’t just replace jobs—it’ll replace purpose. And when people lose that, they don’t riot—they just quietly stop existing in any way that matters.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of August 3, 2025
The most fortunate people in the world are those who are divorced without kids.
I Believe… [Learning About Sex]
...that most teenage boys learn about sex from porn and most teenage girls learn about it from trauma and somewhere in between is a guidance counselor with a pamphlet and a panic disorder.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of July 27, 2025
When defaulting to victim status and celebrating your self-imposed victimhood falls out of fashion, there are going to be a lot of people wandering around without personalities.

Immortality Is a Dirty Lie (But You Gotta Believe It Anyway)
Believing you’ll live forever doesn’t have to mean eternal consciousness. It can mean leaving dents.

Deciphering the Codes
The words we use to describe the world become more complicated as we cease to accept the social contract of common understanding.

NOT SO LEFT
There’s something grotesquely liberating about standing in the political space just shy of the tofu-scented gulag of the modern American Left.
I Believe… [The Algorithm Never Forgives]
...that the algorithm is our new God—omniscient, invisible, and deeply invested in selling me socks I already bought. It knows my shame, my lust, my 3am spiral into videos titled ‘Top Ten Failed Soviet Amusement Parks’. It knows I clicked. It remembers. It doesn’t forgive.

Live Sharp or Die Dull
Bleed for the truth or rot in your own politeness.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of July 20, 2025
What did bugs do for fun before the invention of the light bulb?
I Believe… [Timeshare in Hell]
...that capitalism is a casino rigged by drunk croupiers where the prize is a timeshare in Hell and the only way to win is to die with enough debt they can’t repossess your skeleton.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of July 13, 2025
The reward is always greater when it’s celebrated in a puddle of your blood, sweat, and tears.

When the Struggle Ends
Life is always about to end. One day it will. Before that, it’s just loss in installments.
...that a casino is the poor man’s Wall Street. Cryptocurrency is the libertarian’s casino.