Aloha fools!
A reminder to some of you that this month, I’ve been cleaning out my drafts folder.
It’s with great pleasure that I report that a folder that once contained over two hundred posts has been cut in half.
The largest chunk were half baked ideas, reaching terribly or just shit that didn’t stick with any of this. I’m pleased to report they were deleted without mercy.
Some were decent and found their way here.
Others were not great and found their way here - I was likely in a bind and had to produce something in a very small time window.
Then there were a few things that I’ve come across that made me a bit uncomfortable.
They seemed to be dangerous or scary somehow.
Today’s post is one of those.
I love stand up comedy. Frequently when I’m writing the foolsletter, I’m imagining that I’m a stand up comic speaking to a full room that’s with me, laughing at every joke and hanging on my every breath.
I am, as my father once described me, a legend in my own mind.
So, for my Filtering Februa…
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