CNN#18: Summertime Cranness

I got that.

Jul 08, 2026

The sun is at it’s peak way up in the sky as I jot these little words down. It’s over halfway through the year and I fucked up everything I started way back at the start. I left people in the dust, I blew up stuff and I canceled every plan I ever made. I even lost track of that one alien from my bathtub…

I was working on this big invention called ohhhh I don’t know something like The Awesome Device or some such shit like this. Yeah, well guess what it’s in my garage right now half built, and sometimes me and Hugo go out there to lift weights and just move stuff around like from one side of the garage to the other just because it feels like we’re doing something productive I guess, but we’re not. Well, we’re lifting weights so that’s got to count for something. Except I can only lift a couple pounds before my veins start popping out and my little arms feel like wet noodles dangling. Hugo says I just have to give it time and keep at it. I say he has to kiss my ass!

Every day is a winding road…

You ever hear this phrase that “every day is a winding road”? Do you think that’s really true? Do you think that every single day we’re just driving our little motor vehicles down a long and winding road? I simply can’t ascribe to this poppycock notion and I won’t have it!

To me, every day is more akin to a haunting mosaic, or even a troubling triptych. That is to say, every day is a work of art that challenges and bewilders and yes, even terrifies the crap out of you. Every day is made up of little pieces of rock and glass and brushstrokes and little weird guys and weird drawings of creatures and a lot of different colors working in tandem to create the illusion of something much greater than the sum of its parts and your parents don’t really understand it and not everybody likes it and it should be in a museum or it is in a museum but it should be in a better one or a worse one depending on the kind of day you’re having. Does any of this make sense? Is this resonating with my audience or not really? Let me know in the comments below.

Some thoughts I had while I was out walking

I’ve been out walking a lot as of late just to try and clear my foggy head and get out of my little rut so I started writing down some of my thoughts. Sometimes I have so many thoughts I’m not really sure what to do with them other than jot them down and then send them to my old teachers or the guy that does my taxes and just to see what they think. Usually they don’t really respond or they say “cranny boy please stop messaging this number.” Well anyways just enjoy my little thoughts for now: