"you should be at the club" i should be in the woods. performing the ritual.
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"you should be at the club" i should be in the woods. performing the ritual.
mad about being chronically ill so I baked a cake about it
I was worried when he didn't rush out to greet me immediately but it was just because he was cozy.
every single day the news is like "breaking: the president has decreed that 100 to 200 angry hornets will be crammed into the mouth of each and every non-billionaire in the continental US on a random night this week while they sleep!" and every single time i'm like "...is this a power traditionally held by the executive branch of the US government?" and sometimes the answer is "unfortunately yes" and sometimes the answer is "no but it's happening anyway lol" and then i'm like "well i guess i hope the other branches impose checks and balances on his decision" and then the republican-majority supreme court is like "we're fine with this" and the republican-majority congress is like "what if the hornets were angrier actually" and then some glossy new startup is like "we built a tool to help predict which night is your night to have the hornets jammed in there, it's called buzzz :)" but the it turns out the tool is powered by ai so it's completely worthless and anyway what i'm saying is no, i haven't really been keeping up on my laundry lately.
He looks like he’s ducking down to slurp up those mini-kermits like some kinda anteater.
When you lay too many eggs and realize your young won't survive with that much competition
Will websites implode on themselves if they don’t move the buttons around every month or what
already october. that'd freak me out if any year since 2019 had been real. luckily they haven't
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Those are clearly complimentary and thus this isn’t theft. A social faux pas perhaps but that’s all.
Childhood friend texted me and asked how I’m doing and I said, oh, y’know. Eyeing the path that leads up to the Iron Age fairy mound we warned never to go near as kids, and going up there to scream my full government name because anything is better than this.
Anyway. She’s on the next train down. So that’s nice.
And yes, this is the same fairy mound my dad once left me at by mistake because he thought my mother had me.
Then said quite calmly when I appeared toddling down the path on my own unscathed, “welp, they either didn’t want you or they didn’t want you back. Either way, let’s not tell your mother about this one.”
It’s been 25+ years and I’m still getting blackmail mileage out of that one.
the world has been horrifying recently but i have personally witnessed something that brought me joy
Every year, California’s largest sheep and fiber festival, Lambtown, takes place in Dixon, CA. On the second day of Lambtown, teams of eight compete in a “sheep to shawl” competition, where the teams must start the day with un-spun wool and end the day with a 72” woven shawl. Teams may “warp” a loom ahead of time (where you thread the loom with its foundation of parallel threads), but on the day of competition they must spin their wool into yarn and weave it into a complete shawl.
This year competition was stiff, and very very close, and the winning team finished their shawl with two and a half minutes to spare.
I frequently hear about “needing to keep “politics” out of fiber arts, but art is inherently political.
These were beautiful, masterfully spun, woven, and finished shawls and that in itself is worthy of note.
But watching this team of eight would fight for hours, and pour their love for their community into their art was deeply moving and I am still reveling in the opportunity to have seen this win.
There are few things to rejoice in today, but they do exist. The horrors may persist, but so do we.
can't stop thinking abt this image. he smelled an icky smell and it was soscary
the thing that really cheeses my cake about flies getting in my house is they clearly don't want to be there anyway. like at least the ants trying to steal cereal from my pantry had a goal and a plan. you are just here because you're too stupid to use a window twice
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