HeyJaredAuthor Andrew Butters
A friend once said of me, "Andrew sometimes lets his love of attention override common sense" and that is probably the most accurate description of me ever made. I write things. I'd love if you read them.
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- Sep 28, 2026
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- Aug 18, 2026
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Welcome to Monday - Ep. 2 (opens the original)
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Art feeds the soul an is only created by those with one. If you use GenAI, you are not creating anything. You’re asking for it, and a computer barfs it out for you. It’s long past time we started normalizing public ridicule and derision for anyone using the slop machine and calling themselves an artist.
Welcome to Monday - Episode 1 (opens the original)
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Welcome to Monday Episode 1! I’m so glad you’re here. I've shortened the name of the podcast and slightly altered the format, but the logo and theme song are the same. This week, an introduction (or reintroduction depending on who's watching) and a glimpse into what's in store here every week. Paid subscribers get alpha copies of my upcoming trilogy, a sneak peek into my current WIP, and the ability to request reaction vids for a future Welcome to Monday episode. <form class="su
Petrichor Scented Candle (opens the original)
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There’s a running thread for the character of Pedro Cerrano in the 1989 movie Major League starring Tom Berenger and Charlie Sheen. The team is playing horribly, and Cerrano is no exception, as he is incapable of hitting a curveball (in his defense, they are incredibly hard to hit). He starts praying to Jobu, an idol with Don King-like hair. He offers it rum and cigars, and still does not get the results he wants. In the middle of an at bat, he steps out of the batter’s box and has a conversatio
The Tragedy of Being Hip (opens the original)
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“That night in Toronto with its checker board floors.”That’s a line from the song Bobcaygeon by the quintessential Canadian band, The Tragically Hip, colloquially known as simply, The Hip. If you’re of a certain vintage and call Canada home, you are keenly aware of who they are and the music they made. It’s hard-wired into you, whether or not you were a fan.At least as it pertains to the lyric shared above, a subset of fans will extract deeper meaning. The location of the checker board floors is
I’m Still Here (opens the original)
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Just a few words from your friendly neighbourhood Andrew. Read more
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