The Farquhar Files Are Released

Every tweet tells a story — sometimes a thoughtful one, sometimes a funny one, sometimes one about a broken cup holder or a driveway that absolutely had to be resurfaced that day. For more than a decade, Harvey Farquhar shared these moments on Twitter: small observations, dad-logic wisdom, accidental philosophy, and the kind of humor that only happens when life catches you with your pants around your ankles… literally.

With Twitter locking down public access, it felt like the right time to bring those posts home — somewhere permanent, searchable, and readable without needing an account or an app. This site is that home.

It took a little while, but it’s all here now. Every post. Every observation. Every Pine Sol update and nose grease warning and late-night smooth jazz check-in, right back to December 2010 when Harvey announced his arrival on the internet with the understated confidence of a man who had already thought this through: “I have a Twitter account. Well sink me!” The dates match the day he wrote them. The little slices of life are all preserved. The full archive — over a decade of it — is live, searchable, and ready to read from the beginning.

And now that the backlog is done, this is where the new stuff lands too. Fresh Harvey, in real time, no login required.

If you’ve ever wondered whether anyone reads these Twitters besides him — you’re here, aren’t you?

Welcome. Pull up a chair. Mind the floor. No bare feet.