I leveled up being a dad this morning by making hasbrowns for “my son”. In related news, I have eaten too many hashbrowns.

Being less-than doesn’t just mean being shamed on the cover of the country’s most well known magazine. For many, it also translates to a lifetime of lower wages as employers take advantage of a generation of candidates that are both desperate for work and undervalued by society.

It also says a lot about how Americans tie human value to work and wealth. It was perfectly reasonable that many millennials struggled with their careers and/or were living at home in 2013, but society still deemed them less-than because they were un/under-employed.

It’s insane how our society requires people to have credit cards to build credit. Not having one until after college meant I needed my parents to cosign for a car despite months of paying student loans and rent. My advice today is to get a credit card and pay it off monthly.

I just saw a Subaru Forester Sport, which feels like a contradiction, and that’s coming from someone who’s proudly owned and loved a Subaru Forester.

Being middle-aged means doing a work out and preparing to be extremely sore the next day, but then waking up to find any muscle soreness unnoticeable, because it’s been completely eclipsed by the pain from somehow managing to pull your neck while sleeping.

While trying to capture last night’s sunset, I inadvertently shot the cover to my pulp detective novel. Now all I need is the time, energy, and ability to write a pulp detective novel.

Dusk