jackdaw (slight return)
he/him.
don't @ me about tpyos.
if there's no way through for you,
there's no way through for me.
i'm happy that nobody can buy RAM or GPUs anymore. selling an empty PC chassis with cooling fans as an air purifier is real "when life hands you lemons" ass capitalism. my hats off to whatever enterprising fourteen year-olds are behind this. i hope this nets them a nifty summer internship somewhere or a story in the local paper.
just bought a container of hummus that lists tahini in its ingredients and boasts "no seed oils" by the logo. it's like a riddle i get to eat. food is more fun when the words on the packaging clearly don't mean anything.
they say each person dies twice. the first is when you physically die, in the conventional sense, and the second time is when you die in a motorcycle accident on a curvy road in The Bahamas while celebrating the success of your insurance fraud fake death.
affecting my best Alex Jones voice to shout "they're turning the snacks goth!!"
doing the Skyrim "must have been the wind" thing when I reply to a post that's vanished.
we've lost something very special in changing cultural tides since the pandemic, and the collapse of print/online media.
and that thing? annual stories where some young middling journalist goes to the Gathering of the Juggalos and reports back for the rest of us.
when Trump's health gives out and he's in a medically induced coma, be secure in the knowledge that his final addled dreams will be imagining himself as Andrew Lloyd Webber's Phantom, skulking around mysteriously beneath the White House ballroom.
watching The Devil Wears Prada (2006) for the first time, two decades after its initial release, is a nostalgic throwback to the bygone era when there was actual money in print publishing, and when you could spend 1/4th of a film's runtime calling 23 year-old willowy Anne Hathaway a fat little porker.
i saw a bumper sticker over the weekend that i thought said something about being "consumed by mods." and i was like, does that mean the car will eventually be covered in aftermarket parts? or is that person in some kinda cannibalism discord, to be supped upon by a banquet of mods with scraps thrown to the kittens?
but after getting home and conducting a google search i'm realizing the bumper sticker more likely said the driver wishes to be consumed by moss, which does sound preferable.
. . . funny you should ask, stranger. nothing's been bappening 'round these parts for oonnnee-hunnndreeddd yeeearrss.