Whenever people start talking about the right way to "put yourself out there" and "get engagement" my eyes glaze over and I start thinking about the mating habits of kangaroos.

"Content creation" is supposed to be creative but it's become so vast—so mechanical and unappealing—that I feel the need to lie down if I think about it too long.

I just want to fling my stupid ideas at the internet like so many strands of marinara-drenched spaghetti at a hot cement wall and see what sticks. This is where my best pointless ideas will find a final resting place.