How to help Spotify ruin your sleep forever
Sleep has been an elusive beast in my adult years.
“Early to bed and early to rise makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise,” they say.
I suppose I might be living proof of the opposite effect. But whoever wrote a limerick for the night-owls of society? The midnight runners. The society abstainers. The vampiric non-bloodsuckers who instead derive sustenance from darkened rooms lit up by unhealthy relationships with our computer screens.
I like to imagine it would go something like this:
“Late to bed, late to rise, makes a man bitter, Twitter, and despised.” Oh wait, perhaps that’s more apt for our recent reality show president.
How about this?
“Later to bed, later to rise, makes a man unhealthy, unstealthy, and full of fries.”
“Yes, that will work,” I say as I finish the last salty morsel in my McMeal.
Needless to say, the adage is probably true, on both ends of the scale. And it's why I’ve always had a lingering side hobby of researching everything there is to know about sleep.
I never seem to implement it, of course. That would just make too much damn sense.
But I did on one occasion almost two years ago. And just like the law of unintended consequences states, there are often unexpected benefits and drawbacks to the best of plans.
This one was no different.
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My Other Maniacary
Interesting Scheisse:
These groups of people have real-life superpowers as a result of culture, practice, and in some cases, genetics (which may have been affected by the first two).
Here’s an in-depth look at why the (sorry for using this term) mainstream media has a completely broken business model, at least in terms of how we consume their bullscheisse. But perhaps there’s some light at the end of the tunnel.
Medium:
There’s $60,300 up for grabs in writing contests on Medium this month, for the first time. While I’m sure I have a snowball’s chance in hell of winning what could possibly be a very biased contest, I did have fun contemplating some conspiracy theories about the subjects. Namely—their marketers thought Jeff Bezos would die in space.
From the Vault:
An old attempt at humory, titled—A Hannibal Lecture on Wine Pairings
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J.J. Pryor