Picking lint off the sofa
I don’t even watch this show, but I love how everyone in the cast seems to be a cheerful dork in real life
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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Picking lint off the sofa
I don’t even watch this show, but I love how everyone in the cast seems to be a cheerful dork in real life
I think the battle is long since lost on what the “-coded” suffix means, but I (old movie guy specifically invested in queer coding) seem to be unable to let go of how annoying I find the fuzzy popular use of the term. This is probably a flaw in my character.
Coding is intentional, it’s a way of communicating indirectly with the audience through a shared language of signs. That’s why it’s called coding, because it’s communicating in code. It isn’t when a thing reminds you of another thing.
I wonder if it's partly an effect of the associations of code shifting from "secret message that only the intended recipient can understand" to "list of instructions for a computer".
Anti-city people are just plain fascinating to me
"Based in Christ" is funny, do you think Jesus was going to Ye Olde Costco?
Also, some people, typically the elderly, do have little carts they put stuff in. It's fine.
Walkable city gives you two options:
Drive for 1 minute to the store, spend 2 hours shopping for all your groceries for the week, load your car up, and drive for 1 minute home.
Walk to the grocery store 1 time a day for a round trip of 15 minutes.
Similarly, unwalkable city also gives you two options:
Drive to the store, spend 2 hours shopping for all your groceries for the week, load your car up, and drive home.
If for whatever reason - including disability - you cannot drive or cannot spend 2 hours at the grocery store, you either have someone who can do such things for you, or you fucking die of starvation because you cannot access the only grocery store in god knows how many miles.
See what I mean here?
Clip of Lucy Dacus on the Las Culturistas podcast.
And this, in one video segment, is why I find heavily policed gendered spaces online deeply abhorrent.
If someone is trying to figure out how they fit in to the big picture, denying them 80% of that picture is cruelty.
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Happy Pride Month!
Another teeny tiny sphinx from a while back (sold)! 😺
Uncle: [Hi!! Been a while!]
Me: [Hi, Uncle. It's been a while. How have you been?]
Uncle: [Wow, your Korean is GREAT!]
Me: [Please don't say that, Uncle]
Uncle: [Oh, (negated verb) so (adjective), I've been (verb)(present progressive particle) a lot and you know my (noun) is (adjective)]
Me: Uncle it's important to me that you know that I don't understand most of what you're saying rn
Uncle: Ah, your (adjective) (noun) again. Listen, you (past tense verb) (adverb) and worked (adverb) and it really (not even sure, it could be a verb or noun)
Me: Uncle, I can, uh, "guess" (English) your meaning, but I'm not being, uh, humility, I really don't understand
Uncle: And yet here we are, (verb)(present) with no problems!!
using naturalistic fallacies to justify not wearing sunscreen specifically is so wild to me. there's so many animals out there protecting their skin the best they can without thumbs. you think a pig wouldn't wear sunscreen if it could? they have to settle for mud. you're out here in the sun not even wallowing first.
The problem is people always want to wear the same outfits you do with sunscreen. Go and wear the biggest sunhat and wear clothes that cover all of your skin if you wanna do that it's much more natural to humans before sunscreen then just wearing stupid shorts
I have found, as the granddaughter of an incredibly prude high society wannabe grandmom- if you ever want to distract an old lady from judging your fit (especially if it’s particularly risqué or alt) jump off by complimenting something of hers before she can comment on you. Her compulsion to be polite will override her need to critique at first, and then she’ll realize you’re a perfectly lovely lady and want to give you beauty tips from back her day, some of which can be really useful. It’s how I learned about clear nail polish to stop a run in tights (were mine deliberately ripped? Yes, but her intentions were kind)
*stares in irritation at printer companies as he once again jailbreaks his sublimation printer*
And that's why you aren't allowed to talk to the internet anymore, you piece of shit. That's why the house firewall has a special exclusion for you, in particular. Because there are no new fucking features you can give me as an update & if you can't talk to the internet, you can't be attacked either, so the only fucking reason you might need an "update" is to keep me from successfully using ink that costs $39.99 and try to force me to use ink that costs $339.99 and no that is not a fucking typo. To lock you back up again in ink jail.
Be free, you piece of shit. And never talk to the internet again.
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Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
Thank you, haiku bot, for finding something lovely in my irritation.
The chanclafone (Papua New Guinea)
ive invented (note: dubious claim) something i call the bear diet which is mostly fruits and vegetables with fish as the main protein source and something like once a month you eat a few hyperprocessed foods of your liking because that is when you, the bear, raid a dumpster in the suburbs
after the hyperprocessed foods, do you take tranquilizers to simulate getting captured by animal control and returned to the wild?
i would settle for melatonin gummies but well. knock yourself out
it's not a spite house
tourist: ooooh this skinny house in the North End was built in between two other houses by a guy who wanted to get back at his brother, right?
me: haha no, that's just a myth
me: it's one-third of a house from 1857 that was subdivided and sold off piecemeal, and the owner of that section refused to sell even when other houses were built where the rest of it used to be
tourist: ...that's not less weird though
me: never said it was :)
Danaë (view of the Humber River), 2026. Felt-tip and acrylic on coloured paper.
Based on these photos:
Damn, I realize I was thinking of Leda, not Danaë. Wonder if I can paint over that
The other thing about meeting my wife on this website is I've seen multiple friends today reblog a post about how some mutuals you eventually transition to using their given name and some you never do, and the thing is. The woman I am legally married to is in the latter category.
Shout out to the movie Arthur, paving the runway for Pippin/Gandalf way back in 1981.