I have faith in this team and in Jonathan and I know they'll do the right thing and stop advertising with a company that wants to mine all hitertoexisting human creativity for profit and underdevelop young minds to the point where no one has the ability to critically reason anymore.
I have been pining for the return of @heavyweight.bsky.social and was very, very disappointed to hear Jonathan do a live ad-read for ChatGPT, of all things. He was advertising ChatGPT's free promotion for college students, which is one of the worst combinations of words I've ever heard.
I’m biased but my grandmother was the most beautiful woman to have ever lived.
Man the random grief attacks are insane. I’ve been doing a lot of crying in my car is this normal
Bluesky account who says he’s matt rife. 36 followers lol
Screenshot of me reporting the account with “clearly not matt rife”
Doing my part 🫡🫡
Hey what’s going on with this. To be clear I’ve never needed anything to come back more in my entire life
My grandma died, it was natural and normal and completely devastating and horrific for us but she was 94 and died in relative comfort. I can’t stop thinking about what it would have been like had this been done to us, rather than just happened as a matter of course.
My 94 year old grandmother has stuff on her hard drive dating back to 1994 aka when she got a PC. Meaning my Patti had much much better digital file management skills than me. She probably would still have the mp3 library I so meticulously ripped in high school. I could be listening to Wilco rn
Just emailed it to myself. Fully terrified to read it closely. (Technically pretty good, though. Slightly proud of myself. Subject matter is going to be maybe the most embarrassing thing I’ll ever gaze upon)
An email to myself with two attachments named Ella1.doc and ella2.doc
HORRIFIC: going through my recently deceased grandmother’s laptop I’ve discovered a story I wrote in 2002 when I was 13. I probably emailed it to her back then.
Reading the Gita after a lifetime of avoiding it. Least I can do for my Patti.
Solution was we drove around him
Man this cow really had us sitting in the road strategizing for a few minutes.
My grandpa
Everyone look at my grandpa
Happy birthday to me and happy one year of deciding to stay alive for the long haul
One hour until I turn 36. Best year of my life so far capped by maybe one of the worst months of my life. With some really, really fucking beautiful moments sprinkled in. So fucking much is ending for me but a few new things are starting which is welcome
Half the vegetables my Patti likes are like okra and bitter gourd and the daals and sambhars are so fucking bland I’m literally losing weight this trip just because eating is kind of painful.
I tried to type “emotional regulation” and what came out was “emotional reggaeton” which would be nice right about now, if we’re being honest
It is my grandparents’ 68th wedding anniversary today by the way.
I also want to know everything there is to know about this… soirée
Hey menswear guy, can you rate my grandpa’s fit? Taken sometime 1950s, when my grandfather was flying for the Indian Air Force. @dieworkwear.bsky.social
I’m not writing publicly again but I am writing — prolifically and every day for a very small audience of friends and family. I won’t go public again tomorrow but it will be soon. When I do it will be on jayatime.substack.com
Sometimes my 95-yo granddad will drop an insane detail, like how South Indians were forced to eat wheat bc the British were exporting all the rice during WWII, but the story is always ultimately something like the time he made a nice cup of coffee in 1945 that someone appreciated
i love new friends 🥹🥹
Using only a restaurant tell us where you went to college
"Jayakutty winning is not the idea at all. It is the fun of engaging the mind to think. It does not matter if we don't succeed, just enjoy the fun. om love patti
My 93 year old grandmother in Bangalore and I share our wordle scores back and forth everyday and this is what she had to say for me when I told her I almost lost the game yesterday.
Literally wild how every Shakespeare either ends in everyone dying violently or everyone getting married
The worst thing about all your friends being in a touring Shakespeare company is that there’s no actual way to avoid being forced into audience participation
