I thought I might change this daily process up a bit. It started to feel too much like a babbling diary, and that's not the point I set out to make.

What I'm trying to do is push up against the Resistance of publishing my thoughts and start to think more critically and consciously of things. Think a bit more deeply. Think a bit more on top of one another. And I won't do that without putting words down at all.

With that being said, I want to turn this into a daily journal of the thoughts or ideas that might have moved me.

Let's try it:
I had a lunch time conversation about Wild Wild Country, the documentary series on Netflix about this massive cult. I'm not entirely sure where the story goes although there was some foreshadowing to orgies and poison and power dynamics in the first episode I watched last night. But mostly it's interesting to me to know that there were thousands of people in this world, and plenty still living (I suppose), that moved to Oregon to exist around the body of the guru, the man they called Osho. They did mention dynamic breathing and chaotic dances and the freedom of sex, so I can't help think this is just going to get more unbelievable. To the freakshow!

I watched Weekly Weird News on YouTube and found out the platypus might save us all from the real threat of futuristic super bugs. Everyone that's made the mistake of taking a half a dose of antibiotics, or too many antibiotics too often when you really had a virus, might thank the platypus for its milk. That's right, platypussies have milk. And no nipples. They basically excrete it and their young lap it up. Or something like that. But basically because the milk just shoots out of them into the atmosphere, it needs to be strong enough to kill any other bacteria that might attack. And now scientists are studying it for the future hope that it would save humans. Thanks, you weird animals, you!

I dismantled a sofa section in my kitchen this evening with a razor, so it's easier to throw out in pieces.

I heard about the Kama Sutra position called the Herd of the Cattle where five women sit on a man's thumbs, big toes, and dick. Don't ask.

I sat around for a bit listening to Alan Watts talk about how Americans don't really enjoy pleasure. But he quickly curved into economics and gold standards so I turned the lecture off, and I'm sure I'll watch more Wild Wild Country to go deeper.

What else?
I made plans to go to Smorgasburg in Williamsburg this weekend.
Rob got a tweet reply from StarTalk.
If I want to have children and still travel around with my sweetheart, I might need to date someone a bit younger than myself, someone with a bit more time on their biological clock. But who knows!?

It's getting warmer and I can't wait to enjoy it.

It's only been a few days of journaling but it's starting to feel like I need to make a course correction. The daily diary is a reflection of what I'm doing at the time, and I don't think I remember well enough to start spewing what I want to think about a bit longer.

In other words, I want to make a change. The idea is to come up with ideas. The idea is to give myself some time to think, and I'm not quite doing that. I'm just spraying words for ten minutes and throwing it out there. Better than nothing, but not good enough. Not the idea.

Where did I get this? I was listening to Daniel H. Pink on The Tim Ferriss Show podcast. They were talking about logging and reviewing bad ideas, and while I think writing every day for at least ten minutes is a good exercise in momentum, it's not bringing me closer to the time I'd like to spend asking questions and writing stories about this weird world, this freakshow.

Watching Wild Wild Country was a good motivator tonight. It's amazing to me that this story of magnitude, as far as I know so far, has never crossed my eyes. It's the stuff left out of textbooks. It's the stories that mean something but we're not sure why. Maybe no one stopped to question it. There was too much regular life going on to sit and think. And sometimes, more today than ever before, that's a god-given luxury. Think. Write. Share it around.

The thing about writing for ten minutes was that I didn't want to think too hard and not put anything on the "page". Now I'm running into problems not thinking much or deeply at all. There must be a happy medium, a better way.

I could read an article and spend five minutes trying to go deep into a hole with it. Really explore. At least then it would feel like a start I could come back to and restart.

At least it's only ten minutes. The pivot isn't enormous. It's just experimental.

I started reading about Jordan Peterson today. Or I should say I read a new take on him. The article was written by someone on the Vox team, exploring the two kind of faces Peterson is portraying. There is a weird contingent of young, white dudes that see his refusal to say pronouns and the like as an act of strength and bravery and conservatism. I always thought Peterson had some interesting ideas about character traits and personal agency and responsibility. But it's always more complicated than a few sentences. And I haven't finished this article anyways.

But that's a good history lesson I'm sure someone will look back to explore years from now, and we're in the middle of it. Who is Jordan Peterson? What are the subjects of the day? Where do we go from here?

Starbucks has a new beverage - the crystal ball frappuccino. I saw the sign this morning after joking with some new friends that they really haven't broken out and experimented lately. I wonder if Starbucks lost the battle with another local coffee shop that invented the unicorn frap.