If anyone wants to hire me, I’ve really got my finger on the pulse of middle-aged white guys trying to get their hair cuts at the least busy time of day who end up all going at the same time.

Whenever you’re lucky enough to find it, you have to receive life’s poetry – even when, and especially if, it makes for a funny story to tell.

• Federico Viticci, WWDC 2026: Between Seasons

The Last Burning of the Light

Fortress of higher learning.

The world, one giant selfie jostle. Eventually, right before the machines turn off our light of meat-based consciousness, we’ll do some Borgesian space selfie and be done with it all. But for now, we selfie on the ground, with great desperation, preening for the screen, to be uploaded to god only knows where for god only knows what audience. The volume of media captured defies comprehension. It is empyrean in volume, flip-flopping beyond theory into the theology of bytes, for how could so many selfies be contained within the physics of our world?

• Craig Mod, Walking The Brooklyn Bridge