Ethan Fields

I wonder when society will win its award for best cinematography… after all, the place is becoming more and more like a “Black Mirror” episode by the day.

I need to go somewhere to blow off steam. Preferably a place that has good transit and street food but I can still hit stuff.

So it turns out I've been doing push-ups the "wrong" way for the past ten years. I just tried one using the proper technique, and uh... holy balls? Are they supposed to hurt this badly? 😂

I am officially on my second cup of coffee. Yeah, it's *that* kind of day...

Uh oh. The simulation is pulling me over for a DUI, and I’m failing the holographic breathalyzer test miserably. That’s how freakin’ blurred the lines are between media and reality…

It’s not even accurate anymore to say things are becoming like Squid Game/The Truman Show – they straight up are those shows now.

I’m great with animals.

This makes the movie even more interesting in my opinion…

I just checked Wikipedia, and it looks like all five members of The Strokes are alive and well. Obviously this was an unfortunate accident, but calling it “the day the music died” feels like a bit of an exaggeration…

I’m normal about public transit. I board the train, go from Point A to Point B, and disembark. I’m definitely not obsessed with the idea.

Beautiful art has a sneaky tendency to fill my eyes with tears and make me crap my pants. Wait a second, ignore that last part…

Breaking Bad. Better Call Saul. And now, Pluribus. I’m starting to see a pattern here…

Pluribus is basically the only logical conclusion to the ideas explored in Breaking Bad and Better Call Saul. Awesome, awesome show.

It’s 12:30 on a Friday afternoon, GTA looks like a lost cause, and Vince Gilligan is a freakin’ genius. What else is new?

Bad taste is a turn off for me in a relationship. It could be completely platonic or straight up marriage—at the end of the day, I’m more likely to grab the metaphorical keys, dip out, and play everything nonchalant. Of course, this is all very subjective…

Don’t know if anyone has done this before, and lowkey don’t really care (all art is stolen/political)… OBAA Gangnam Style See you guys tomorrow bright and early.

I almost passed out laughing at Eddington (Aster’s sense of cruelty weirdly jibes with the absurdity of our cultural climate), but it was more out of necessity than genuine fun. If I’m being honest, the social deterioration happening around the globe makes me legit concerned.

I have been assigned igneous rock.

Music is a purely visual phenomenon.

I’m tired of meeting people on the apps. The conversations feel contrived, and every date seems to end the same way: perfunctory dry humping that leads to a mess so ridiculous it borders on complete farce.