Gotta love auto-generated captions on knitting tutorials. Twerking around = to work in the round.

I've spent the last five and a half years thinking, "It will feel safe to fly again soon, right?" And it just keeps getting worse. 😮‍💨

This whole thread and the replies give me anxiety even though I don't have kids and graduated from high school almost 30 years ago. I was an overachieving nervous wreck in the halcyon pre-email days of physical textbooks; I might really lose it in this environment. Poor kids (and parents).

This is the second weekend in a row with a hailstorm in Seattle. Very strange.

Dr. Planey, thanks for posting this earlier; I'm tuning in from the west coast. I appreciated you sharing your work and insights (and masking up). 💜

I grew up hearing conservatives talk derisively about UNC, e.g., calling Chapel Hill "the land of nuts and flakes." And now the assholes are destroying it. I hate it so much. (My parents called it that, too, but they sure did jump at the chance to send me there instead of a private school. 🤡)

At a brewery playing 90s rock. That "she is everything you want, she is everything you need" song was on while I was ordering. The bartender remembered the artist, but I was stumped—and mad about it. Me: "I'm gonna remember in 10 minutes, you watch." ... Me, 10 minutes later: "VERTICAL HORIZON!"

I just arrived at a busy medical clinic with a full parking lot. Two different cars were parked badly, taking up two spaces each. I noticed one of those cars had a driver inside, sat playing on his phone. I parked in the lane, went up to the window, and asked him to move his car so I could park.

For the first time in 25 years of online shopping, I received a box with my packing slip (in a plastic sleeve on the outside) and what was clearly someone else's entire order inside. Papercraft supplies instead of yarn. I'm surprised it doesn't happen more often, honestly.

This is one of my favorite Brooks Falls bears, 820 Wallflower. He's so handsome.

I'm going to have to turn off autocorrect. "Ducking" was funny, but it just changed "marks" to "masks"—no idea why. Some kind of predictive text algorithm run amok, I'm sure. Still can't fix half my actual typoa (like that one, which seems obvious) but swaps out whole words. Over it.

If you think Wuthering Heights is a romance novel you need to seek the help of a professional

Whenever I buy something online, I *always* say no when asked whether I want to receive future emails from the company—and every single company starts emailing me incessantly anyway. What a stupid f*cking marketing approach. I tried unsubscribing for a while, but now I just report them all as spam.

Welp, I enjoyed the break from constant Sw*ftie content while it lasted.

I was just searching for something skincare-related and stumbled upon a seemingly normal page that recommended using "grass-fed tallow balm as part of your paleo skincare regimen." This nonsense has gone too far, y'all.

Hang in there.

I spend a LOT of time just watching these magnificent, ridiculous creatures. It's good for the soul. 🐻

They can take Benadryl from my cold, dead, red, itchy hands! Seriously, I've been on allergy shots more than half my life, and I supplement with the other, safer medications they recommend...and sometimes I still need Benadryl. Maybe I should start stocking up.

No matter how many times I listen to Dark Side of the Moon, the alarm clock *always* startles me. Every single Time. ⏰

I love all dogs. I really do. But I hate my neighbor who has a giant Doberman in a tiny apartment and lets him bark all afternoon with the windows open.

I'm not a Dune fangirl, but this line from Frank Herbert feels ominously prescient: “Once, men turned their thinking over to machines in the hope that this would set them free. But that only permitted other men with machines to enslave them.”

1, always (would also accept a windswept moor)

In honor of the French Open gentlemen's final, I had to revisit one of my all-time @theonion.com articles, from 2007. "Come with me. Come into my world of clay."

I become more of a Luddite with each passing day.

I've been writing code as my full-time job for almost 25 years, and this piece sums up my thoughts pretty much exactly.

I just went off on a neighbor who was letting their collar-less dog roam less than a block from a six lane road. At one point as we were "chatting," he goes, "Whoa, cool it with the language." Reader, I did not cool it with the language.

"Where they goin', Chuck?" Galveston.

@sarahakin.bsky.social Tidal just recommended an artist who seems like your cup of tea. Are you familiar with Joep Beving? tidal.com/browse/artis...

This is why I like him, though.

I accidentally stumbled into a "cars are evil and every single person should be riding a bicycle or tricycle everywhere all the time, no excuses" corner of Bluesky. I'm posting here instead of engaging there. Whew.

My Walgreens rewards card is still linked to my first cell phone number from almost 25 years ago. I haven't forgotten the # and I rarely shop at Walgreens, so I've never bothered to change it. I was just there to grab toothpaste, entered the #, and the cashier called me "Bailey."

The retconning of the "cure" scenario in The Last of Us 2 makes me genuinely angry. I want justice for Joel, too—from the goddamn writers. Harrumph.

#BluePrince has invaded my work life as well.

Watching Rogue One back in 2016: "That was weird. It didn't feel like a Star Wars movie." Watching Rogue One after just having finished Andor: "That was weird. It felt like such a Star Wars movie." (My husband and I had the exact same take.)

It’s deranged and cruel for a lot of reasons but I’m personally lol’ing that the girl on the left is supposed to be fat

I'm having one of those days when workplace dynamics are mirroring my family of origin, i.e., people around me excusing inappropriate behavior because "that's just the way s/he is." I'm grateful I can sniff out Cluster B disorders from a mile away, but sometimes it's very triggering. Whew.

The Rise of Skywalker 😶

Update: I managed to remap the Copilot key to open right-click menus, and I remapped right Alt (which I can do without) to right Ctrl. It's less than ideal, but at least I don't completely have to remap the right and left sides of my BRAIN now.

A house finch couple has brought their fledglings to my window feeder. Some of the kids still have little bits of floof poking through. They are so cute!

I checked my Amazon order history to find out when I last replaced one of our air filters. The default view of "orders in the last 3 months" was EMPTY! (And I bought the replacement directly from Bissell.)

I'm always shocked to (re)discover that so many people live like this: hundreds of open browser tabs, thousands of unread emails, files stored all over the desktop, etc. I am at the complete opposite end of whatever spectrum this is!

I got a new work laptop, and HP replaced the right Ctrl key with a goddamn Copilot shortcut. I've spent the last hour trying to remap it, to no avail. Fucking useless A.I. garbage.

*big steam whistle goes off* day's over, boys. walk away from your work computers and get on home to your loving home computers

*screams*

I had the T-Mobile Sidekick, G1, and G2. I loved them all.

Daily bunny no.2929 has come into an inheritance

Oh FFS. Who wrote this, Carrie Bradshaw? "I couldn't help but wonder: Do chatbots have souls?"

inject this shit directly into my veins star wars is a ridiculous universe with space wizards and laser swords and apparently all I ever wanted was someone to take it completely seriously as a "how does this work in practice" study of fascism the way Andor does