Last month, I posted about Hollywood Squares with Paul Lynde in the center square.
Guess who showed up in my Facebook feed last week?
Sure, sure, coincidence. I mean, where doesn’t a comedian who died forty-plus years ago pop up in the 21st century?
Day before yesterday, I texted my brother “I need a side hustle. What do I like to do that can make money?” (Because, gentle reader, blogging ain’t it.)
Yesterday, someone whom the algorithms had determined I don’t interact with because I don’t interact with her shared a cartoon about side hustles.
And the algorithms for some reason decided I should see it.
With each of these posts, I am less joking and more serious.