Jeff Nachtigall

@dirklancer.bsky.social

Endurance performance artist. Poet on the bus. Creativity from constraint. Beards. Words. Midlife Crisis. Award winner. ADHD Dad. Once I was owned by a tiny bakery, now I work at a bigger bakery. "Two ways. Gradually, then suddenly." -Hemingway

I have a very long bucket list, not because I'm better than you, but because I keep a lot of lists, probably due to the highly dysfunctional state of my working memory, and of all the things on it, hot dogs are probably on it the most.

I've scored some fantastically ridiculous things while hunting at thrift shops over the years but this trucker cap I found yesterday feels like it's protecting me from something dangerous.

A selfie of me, a bearded man with glasses, wearing a brown and green Hawaiian shirt and a blue trucker hat emblazoned with an ivomec brand ivermectin embroidered patch.

The real trolley problem? Clear tracks ahead that pass quite close to your second summer home, or... you could divert the trolley to a second track where it will cut off the legs of 500,000 working poor.

The fact that in America our kids must be professionally programmed each summer day instead of waking up and roving about with their pals is a tragic result of building the entire nation around cars. Cars have stolen American childhood. Wake up.

This amazing website, called "Worse on Purpose," is cataloguing all the ways companies are deliberately and secretively degrading their own products As usual, in most cases the culprit is private equity extracting enormous sums while everyone else is left worse off.

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