I’m not sure if it means anything for the coming year, but here I am on NYE at home, knitting, and watching Bleak House after troubleshooting my furnace which decided to stop working this afternoon (I got it to work — now I’m only experiencing intermittent bouts of worry).

Also: I don’t think I’ll make a lucky lemon pig this year. The years that I have made them have not been particularly lucky on a global level (I’m doing okay personally).

I have won the introvert’s jackpot: my NYE plans fell through and it was not my fault! I have a backup party I could attend… but… I kinda want to revel in my own home.

And Tiny Tim, who did NOT die, ate the plums that were in the icebox and which you were probably saving for breakfast. Forgive him, they were delicious. So sweet and so cold.

As a child, did anyone else feel strange when the nutcracker suddenly became hot in the ballet?

Maybe the only good thing AI has done for me is make me realize how deeply I need to get back into reading, tactile hobbies, and whatever other practices help me get offline.

It is the time of wee oranges. 🍊

my algorithm keeps serving me ads for wire-free “comfort bras” and I cannot overstate how much I want wires in there. I want the structural support beams they use in bridge construction. I want to see my tits at the bottom of my vision like I have them equipped in Skyrim.

Was going to exercise this morning but my usual exercise space has become a temporary photo studio! It’s gorgeous, I’m not even mad.

Ladies, Gents and all between and beyond. Desert Bus 2025 is now departing for fun, joy, hijinks and a whole lot of hope! Let’s prepare to get silly for a good cause! desertbus.org

there's a moment in PARADISE LOST where Satan arrives in Eden and realizes Hell isn't a place; it's a thing he carries within him and it'll follow him wherever he goes. and i think about that when i see these awful rich men whose monstrous wealth has enriched them not at all

VENUS a mini comic about girls night uniting us all 1/2

Got out and put everything to bed in the garden because I won’t see daylight again until the Spring.

folks can complain about the effectiveness of scheduled orderly mass protest but to think about it another way its the closest thing we have to the opening scene of A Muppet Christmas Carol where all the muppets sing "there goes Mr. Dipshit, there goes Mr. Ass" to Scrooge and it clearly bothered him

Canada Post reaches Indigenous communities and makes it possible to ship where it is cost prohibitive for other couriers. Do not fall for the propaganda. #cdnpoli #canlab

I was so excited when the 1931 Canadian census came out. I was hoping to find out where my deadbeat great grandfather had gotten to (he was not listed with his family and my great aunt had written about how he disappeared somewhere and left them to fend for themselves during that time). 1/2

A day late and a dollar short to the whole Rapture thing, but as I was driving today I saw a dapper older gentleman in a top hat and suit riding his bicycle on the sidewalk. A little while later I was driving behind an SUV with a vanity license plate that read: REPENT.

Guess I’m trapped.

Coworker: You’re left-handed, right? Me: Sooort of. Coworker: What? Are you left-curious? Me: I dabble in left-handedness.

Sometimes we’re unsatisfied with a thing we made because when it only existed in our head, we saw all the things it could have been and when it’s done we know all the things that it isn’t, but we can’t see the way it expands into a million new things when someone else unpacks it in their head. 🖊️🦑

Had my first cello lesson since mid-July and cried when my instructor asked how my summer has been. So there was that!

Look you just have to make the cool weird shit that excites you. You must. In this world besieged by bland, scrubbed boring, computer slop, you must. Make the thing you’re embarrassed to make, the thing that feels “too much” because otherwise we get drowned in a sea of cowardly work made by a button

In bed before midnight because that’s what Pandora would have wanted.

Watch Out!

Thought I felt Pandora hop up on the bed this morning. I could sense her little footfalls padding halfway up the bed towards me and then she was gone. This must be like what a phantom limb feels like.

She was my little kitty familiar and shadow for 13 years minus a day. I never want to forget a thing about her. 🖤

Stupid grief thought of the day: Don’t lock the ghost kitty in the closet! I mean, how do you even check? Can’t they just breeze through walls and doors? I am still so sad.

Lord, what fools these tech bros be!

time for my new favorite tumblr post

a quick comic to dispel the demon of having not made a comic

I have finally abandoned satire and begun writing genuine travel advice in the Beaverton

Finally changing over my wardrobe from fall/winter to spring/summer. Using essential oils and casting warding spells to try and keep out the creepy crawlies and wee flippy flappies.

Apparently #tongueouttuesday is a thing and I guess I should show this very recent video of my kitty after she came home from the vet.

Recent work.

🎶 I don’t care, I’m in my petticoat era. 🎵

"use AI to summarize this email" no thank you, I'm trying to hold on to my ability to read long-form text without feeling my brain overheat like a cheap laptop booting up twelve Sims expansion packs

If I stand outside of my house long enough, I get cool free stuff from my neighbours. So far, I’ve received: - Onion bulbs - A mint plant - An air conditioner - Fancy picture frames And today, I got a giant brownie by proxy! Sister was standing outside and ended up with it, but she’s gluten averse.

balloon-fish travelogues

someday when the village children gather around to ask me what it was like to live through 2025 I am simply going to start a large and uncontrollable forest fire that rapidly consumes everything they hold dear while they are powerless to do anything but watch

Now this is the sort of thing that a government should be doing. I am lucky enough to have benefits, but everyone should have access to affordable dental care. It’s giving kindness instead of cruelty.

This election is anxiety-inducing, but at least I have something to knit while the results start rolling in.

Friend: That’s nice! Where is it from? Me: It’s from Bluesky. I’ll re… blue… squeet it.

In Slovakia, they have strange Easter traditions: - Burning an effigy of Morena and then throwing her into water - Young men throwing cold water on female relatives and gently beating them with willow switches — y’know, for beauty, health, and fertility reasons… 1/2

Played “Mommy and Daddy” with my friend’s 4yo. We had a baby that was a toy car and her name was “Caboose.” I worked as a builder and 4yo worked at the place where you “get stuff done.” What a fever dream!

Good morning Bluesky !

Biggest commitment to a 3 second joke I've ever seen

Happy #autismacceptancemonth ! Here's an old (like 10 years now lol) comic that explains the Autism Spectrum- still much needed, as I continue to see people- and most recently a book read out on bbc radio 4- think you're either 'mildly' or 'severely' autistic. Please give it a read 💖

Do not putte a tariff on the penguins thei neede those tuxedos

I have tariffed the penguins that are on Heard Island and which you were probably assuming did not export goods forgive me they were taking advantage of us so cunning and so cold

I made this as a goof a few weeks ago, and thought I may as well release it into the world. Fare thee well, Lowly Yaldabaoth!