Back On My Bullshit

30s. Queer. Tired. Hockey.

[wordfather]

being overstimulated on your period makes you really understand what its like to violently transform into a beast. everything HURTS and is TOO MUCH and i wanna TEAR EVERYONE APART with my TEETH

[icaseybaybee]

[mbari-blog]

Spotted: Deep-sea besties doing deep-sea things 🐙💞⁠

Grimpoteuthis octopuses use the movement of their large fins and arms to propel themselves through the water. They are affectionately called the "dumbo" octopuses because of those flapping fins. This group of octopuses is typically found on or near the deep seafloor, where they use finger-like cirri on their arms to catch small crustaceans, worms, and other prey items.⁠ ⁠ The seafloor squish next to this cutie pie cephalopod is a sea pig (Scotoplanes sp.). Sea pigs are one of the most commonly sighted animals on the deep seafloor off Monterey Bay. Unlike most sea cucumbers, which have stumpy tube feet tucked beneath their bodies, sea pigs use their long, stilt-like tube feet to suspend their bodies above the soft mud.

[kingfucko]

i dont care if monday sucks... tuesday cost me sixty bucks... wednesday thursday give no fucks. it's friday im a duck

[goslinggf]

i love you rice with some bullshit

[doyoulikethissong-poll]

Do you like this song? #840

Yes I like it, I already know it

Yes I like it, first time listening

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[dyk-tv-theme-song]

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Do you recognize this TV theme song? #616

I know this and can name the series

I know this but can't name the series

I might know this

I've never heard this

Remaining time: 4 days 14 hours

[goalplz]

when something bad happens to your hockey team no one else but the fans of that team should get to know. this is a personal family matter we don’t wanna hear your gleeful hater takes

[bizarrelittlemew]

but above all, one must not concern oneself with the opinions of people who censor the word fuck

[mortalityplays]

This is a dangerous sentiment for me to express, as an editor who spends most of my working life telling writers to knock it off with the 45-word sentences and the adverbs and tortured metaphors, but I do think we're living through a period of weird pragmatic puritanism in mainstream literary taste.

e.g. I keep seeing people talk about 'purple prose' when they actually mean 'the writer uses vivid and/or metaphorical descriptive language'. I've seen people who present themselves as educators offer some of the best genre writing in western canon as examples of 'purple prose' because it engages strategically in prose-poetry to evoke mood and I guess that's sheer decadence when you could instead say "it was dark and scary outside". But that's not what purple prose means. Purple means the construction of the prose itself gets in the way of conveying meaning. mid-00s horse RPers know what I'm talking about. Cerulean orbs flash'd fire as they turn'd 'pon rollforth land, yonder horizonways. <= if I had to read this when I was 12, you don't get to call Ray Bradbury's prose 'purple'.

I griped on here recently about the prepossession with fictional characters in fictional narratives behaving 'rationally' and 'realistically' as if the sole purpose of a made-up story is to convince you it could have happened. No wonder the epistolary form is having a tumblr renaissance. One million billion arguments and thought experiments about The Ones Who Walk Away From Omelas that almost all evade the point of the story: that you can't wriggle out of it. The narrator is telling you how it was, is and will be, and you must confront the dissonances it evokes and digest your discomfort. 'Realistic' begins on the author's terms, that's what gives them the power to reach into your brain and fiddle about until sparks happen. You kind of have to trust the process a little bit.

This ultra-orthodox attitude to writing shares a lot of common ground with the tight, tight commodification of art in online spaces. And I mean commodification in the truest sense - the reconstruction of the thing to maximise its capacity to interface with markets. Form and function are overwhelmingly privileged over cloudy ideas like meaning, intent and possibility, because you can apply a sliding value scale to the material aspects of a work. But you can't charge extra for 'more challenging conceptual response to the milieu' in a commission drive. So that shit becomes vestigial. It isn't valued, it isn't taught, so eventually it isn't sought out. At best it's mystified as part of a given writer/artist's 'talent', but either way it grows incumbent on the individual to care enough about that kind of skill to cultivate it.

And it's risky, because unmeasurables come with the possibility of rejection or failure. Drop in too many allegorical descriptions of the rose garden and someone will decide your prose is 'purple' and unserious. A lot of online audiences seem to be terrified of being considered pretentious in their tastes. That creates a real unwillingness to step out into discursive spaces where you 🫵 are expected to develop and explore a personal relationship with each element of a work. No guard rails, no right answers. Word of god is shit to us out here. But fear of getting that kind of analysis wrong makes people hove to work that slavishly explains itself on every page. And I'm left wondering, what's the point of art that leads every single participant to the same conclusion? See Spot run. Run, Spot, run. Down the rollforth land, yonder horizonways. I just want to read more weird stuff.

[velvetys]

Everything used to be 20 dollars and now that I finally have 20 dollars everything is now 200 dollars

[allthingseurope]

Lyme Park, England

[aazizam]

do 10 sets of yearning for me

[pwhl-mybeloved]

[cuunos]

being a kid and hearing adults say stuff like "woah 2011 was 4 years ago haha" didn't really convey the fucking horror of a youtube video crossing my recommended labelled "9 years ago" and it's from 2017. that's not true. 9 years ago is 2010 or something. don't lie.

[rosieandthemoon]

Fingals Cave, Scotland

[rauko]

Cross Section Photography of Smoothly Polished Agate Minerals