I was driving home from work last Tuesday, minding my own business, when my music app’s algorithm committed what I can only describe as a personal attack against my eardrums. After playing a perfectly acceptable run of indie rock tracks I genuinely enjoy, it suddenly pivoted to a country-pop crossover song that made me physically recoil and lunge for the skip button like it was a life preserver in shark-infested waters. “Why on earth would…
It started, like most of my questionable scientific endeavors, at approximately 3:17 AM on a Tuesday. I’d been reading about…
Everything started off simple enough. A small notification marked in red appeared on my settings icon, which said that to…
It started innocently enough. A dinner party at my friend Laura’s place back in 2018. I brought a bottle of mediocre red wine like any normal person would. Nothing fancy, just something I’d grabbed from Tesco on the way over that wouldn’t make me look completely cheap. “Oh, wine! Thanks,” Laura said, adding it to a collection that already included four other identical bottles of Merlot. Rookie mistake on my part. I remember looking around…
It started with an itch, really. Not the metaphorical itch of scientific curiosity—though that certainly followed—but an actual, physical irritation…