We didn't land on Plymouth Rock. Plymouth Rock landed on us: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stonados

It's the Greater Fool Theory in action, the belief that you're the lesser fool and there will be a greater fool to whom you can sell before the rug pull. And sometimes there really is a greater fool.

But it's such rich source material.

I happened to finish it late this afternoon and I found it heart wrenchingly good. Cambridge MA was my stomping ground so it felt very grounded in my reality, but if it wasn't so damned excellent, that wouldn't have meant a thing. Thanks for the fine read, it was just what my psyche needed.

This is been my pet peeve about dispensary regulations from the start. They're not allowed to be the slightest bit interesting because, if they are, someone might be induced to try the evil weed. Meanwhile, liquor stores....

In Junior High School, a science teacher warned us to not touch anything besides our desks the next day. On that next day, he had coated various objects with ammonium trioxide, demonstrated it, then we made it. Probably be fired on the spot today.

When in doubt, draw straight lines?

In how many different languages?

Since he was acquitted, isn't it a non-crime?