October 14, 2025
I had an inkling a while back that grew into a suspicion, but now it has a name: Appstinence, an organization dedicated to helping people reimagine life without social media. Some Gen Z-ers are forming other groups to go "phoneless" for 30 days. The ones who have done it successfully claim it is wonderful, like reconnecting to something real. You know, like analogue living.
Somehow, I don't think Dick Tracy expected this turn of events.
Chester Gould's detective Dick Tracy uses a wrist phoneThe cartoonist boldly predicted picture phones back in the 1960s.
Meanwhile, a certain dog sits in the extreme chaos of a certain artist's studio who successfully predicted the emergence of extended deadlines.
That piece of art on the desk, at left, is my latest attempt to land the concept of Hell to Breakfast, the title of Roger Clyne's next album.
I went up to the post office around three and received a box of the book Dan The Man and I created for our Texas friends: Chasing The Big West. Such a great cover. I am hoping Dan will do the same for Roger.
If you haven't noticed by now, everything runs its course and yet it is still kind of shocking when the end actually comes. . .
"So video killed the radio star and now reality TV killed MTV."
—Johnny D, commenting on the fact that as of today MTV is no more.
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