This is in the For The Demons folder inside a subfolder named "Incomplete Demons."
This Year: 365 Songs Annotated, John Darnielle
I make a great play of consonants.
Kenneth Branagh in an interview for TDR
The sun was coming up through low clouds over the Diablos while I walked around, seemingly invisible to the only other visitor, a dude watching the sunrise from the hood of his red Mercedes and looking like he had just driven in from a 1990s Jim Jarmusch film.
"How to paddle the Metaverse", Christopher Brown in his newsletter Field Notes
It’s easier to opt out of wheat than it is to opt out of seeing pictures of yourself.
"Your Reflection Is Not You", John Paul Brammer for his newsletter
Submitted by James.
If I told her that I felt like my blood had been put in capsules and distributed to Halloween stores across the country, she would know what I meant: She was a dancer.
Will There Ever Be Another You, Patricia Lockwood
The feed does not distinguish between a decade of documentary work and a man lying about pizza governance, because distinguishing is not what it is for.
"Why I deleted my Instagram and applied to run Little Caesars", Len Necefer for his newsletter All At Once By Dr. Len
Submitted by Brian.
I’ve been asking around, and it seems as if everyone I talk to knows the Oculus, visits the Oculus, and does not shop at the Oculus.
"Does Anyone Actually Shop at the Oculus?", Anne Kadet for Curbed
Submitted by Natalie.
The math is elegant, the geophysics is intuitive, and still my sense of wonder is undiminished.
"Why Are Rivers So Mathematical?", Natalie Wolchover for Quanta
Better to drink myself to death in my stinking private writer's villa.
We saw this at BAM on Wednesday. It's funnier than I remembered from the time I tried to watch it and fell asleep.
An improperly managed human defecation resulted in a tomato plant taking root, which was also destroyed.
Submitted by (a different) James.
But ultimately, like summer, all good things—like lighthearted, xenophobia-free mole-person coverage—must come to an end.
"I Guess We're Speculating Where the Mole People Were Born Now", Hell Gate
The idea was born after French President Emmanuel Macron and the Saudi crown prince discovered a shared enthusiasm for "Dragon Ball Z" during Macron's visit to Saudi Arabia in 2025, Macron advisers said.
"Saudi Arabia, France agree on $7bn 'Dragon Ball Z' theme park project near Paris", Reuters news service
Also submitted by Natalie.
She vaped discreetly and slumped a little in her chair.
"Rachel Cusk Tried to Caricature Natalie Portman. She Only Caricatured Herself.", Parul Sehgal for The New York Times
There are more brutal sentences in this essay but this one really got me for some opaque reason, maybe the "discreetly" and "slumped a little." The lede's also really good:
To accompany the startling news of this summer — the freakish weather; the apparent confirmation of the existence of “diamond rain” swirling inside Neptune — a slight, minimalist novel has become unlikely tabloid fodder.
AI images make a bánh mì look like someone sliced a football in half and stuffed it with brains.
Submitted by Kelsey.
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