I’m a firm believer that human consciousness is a huge cosmic accident. Kinda like Matthew McConaughey’s monologue from that one scene in True Detective. Except far, far less cynical, and maybe without the part about humans choosing to voluntarily go extinct. Great scene though, great scene.

More to the point: not only do people exist, but we’re painfully aware of our own existence as somewhat autonomous entities. We aren’t particularly amenable to going through mechanical, preprogrammed motions as effectively as say, an ant. We get bored easily. To keep ourselves entertained, we ascribe higher meaning to things and give ourselves purpose.

Several eons ago, when quarantine started, a younger and slightly more naive Brandon entered quarantine with a bike, a yoga mat, and a well-intentioned (but ultimately wrong) hope that this wouldn’t last more than a few weeks.

And the biking/yoga combo (boga? yiking?) served its purpose well, but as the days and weeks wore on, it became increasingly clear that it wouldn’t be enough. I was still shedding weight, and while my lower body was in fine shape, my upper body had become soft and sad from a clear lack of stimulation. Not quite “Christian Bale in The Machinist” bad, but bad enough that multiple people independently pointed out that I looked much smaller, in an “I’m worried about you, is this a cry for help?” kind of way. Worse, I could feel that I was physically weaker.

Truck Tenets is a series I’ve been wanting to do for a while. Like, a while — I’ve got draft posts dating back to 2016. It’s only by my sheer inability to see anything through to completion that none of them have seen the light of day…until now.

The idea behind the series is pretty straightforward: there are ideas that I live my life by, why not talk about them? Some are high-level and abstract, like “Less is more”, and others are more concrete, like “Don’t eat gas station sushi in land-locked countries”. Some of them come directly from my experiences with the truck, and others just as a matter of living and doing Normal Human Things™.

For most folks, the past few months have likely looked a lot different than usual. Humans are creatures of habit, and spending 99% of your time stuck at home represents a pretty thorough disruption of those habits for many. As a person who was used to spending more like 0.02% of my waking hours at “home”, things have certainly looked different for me. It feels like an eternity ago that I was gearing up for a life without the truck, gathering my few possessions up and picking places to stay.

^{Note: I stole the title from an email I received, thanks Kevin!}

I’m not usually one to comment on “current events”.

That said, when “current events” are “modern society is looking a little rough around the edges”, it’s kind of hard not to comment. Of course, I’m talking about limited-edition Shrek Crocs the COVID-19 pandemic. Now I’ve never aspired to be a source of information or disinformation, and I’d like to keep it that way, so: get up-to-date information from WHO, the CDC, or your local Department of Public Health, not your friendly neighborhood truck man.