Dear 6-year-old me: As an adult you won't need to know cursive but you will need an ability to type with your thumbs. The future is weird.
Hey, Johns, your parents thought about your name for about half a second.
What do you call an eight-legged insect holding a magnifying glass? A spy, duh.
To a struggling artist: ""Don't give up... ...the day job.""
Honestly if I had a brain I'd... probably not admit to being stupid publicly for a start.
