About

What is the Pro-Whimsy Agenda and Why Should You Give In to Its Incessant Draw

I am plagued by mental illness. I view the world from the foggy corneas of a late 20s, overstimulated, depressed health-care worker who regularly speaks to people on the worst days of their lives.

I have social anxiety.

I choose to put myself into situations that absolutely terrify me. However!

There are certain things that will never fail to make me smile. I will never miss an opportunity to shout “COW” if I spy one from my car window. I collect photos of bathroom stall doodles, especially if they are unforgivably horny. Flowers? They are incredible. I fall in love with anyone who makes me a coffee, even if I pay them. Are many of them terrible, sinful people? I will never let myself find out!

More than a few friends of mine have nervously revealed that I would make a fantastic cult leader. Whimsy is my cult. Join me, we will fill our minds with silly little unassuming things (SLUTs) and drown out the incessant ramblings of our own anxieties.

If you’re healthy, stable, full of joy – you are welcome!

I fear you.

Taken at a Weezer concert, 2023, moments before we were absolutely punk’d by the band. A few prolonged moments of blackout on stage before the first few chords of “Sweater Song” come blaring across the amphitheater-

You’ve been Weezered.
Rivers Cuomo, comedic genius (and also lead singer of Weezer)

I now regularly tell people in my life that they’ve been Weezered whenever something mildly inconveniences them. Nobody finds it as funny as I do.