The Last Fifteen Minutes is a marionette opera and short film about neighbors choosing to have dinner together fifteen minutes before a giant kaiju eats them. This is a project I'm so excited to make happen, and I hope you will be part of on this journey! www.kickstarter.com/projects/shi...

We should have listened when the modems screamed at us.

Some of us have been maintaining the faith from the start.

I don’t post a ton, but as someone who used to teach undergraduates full-time, I have some thoughts on LLMs and cheating given the recent NY mag piece and this feels like a reasonable place to do some rambling.

But they were, all of them, deceived, for there were worries if not

Looking for a private service that can help me get this camel through the eye of a needle. I’ll pay anything

Ladies and gentleman and vastly more interesting genders: we got him. We finally caught Schrodinger's cat.

"childless woman" is such a 19th-century-ass insult. what else you got. do I render inferior tallow? do my cabbages grow pale and blemished? does the quality of my sock-darning bring shame upon my father's name?

a common debate that happens every pride is whether cops should be allowed at pride events. and I know this might be controversial, but I want to propose a compromise: One Cop At Pride

getting gender-affirming surgery (a lobotomy)

I love volunteering for the coffee run on in person work days. Everyone is so thankful and I get TWO treats (the second treat is the little walk)

Every time I take apart a whole chicken rather than buying pre-chopped cuts I feel wildly, disproportionately pleased with myself. I am basically a hunter, I am one with the earth and my competence knows no bounds.

They beat up Dartmouth's former chair of Jewish Studies and banned her from campus. To protect the Jews, you see.

Exactly. Again, I repeat: if only University admins had access to people with expertise to tell them these things. 🤷‍♂️

I love daylight savings, when all Americans spend an hour reading "Mimesis: The Representation of Reality in Western Literature." What, you forgot to set your clock an Auerbach?

Cabin crew: Is there a Dr on board? Me: I am a Dr Cabin crew: Thank God. We have a question about the 18th century textile trade in Northern Africa Me: Ah. I'm afraid my PhD is in the ceramics of Northern Europe, 1672 - 1701

Why am I being attacked like this?

unthinkable nowadays but the first 11 (!!!) u.s. presidents were all melee classes. the bias towards ranged damage is more recent than people imagine

Jay is doing some problem solving

My computer is running slowly because I have too many tabs open *but I can’t close the the tabs until I have done the tasks*

I fundamentally do not trust people who sign emails “warmest regards”

An easy gender-neutral alternative that's useful in any situation

The reason I am a socialist and not an anarchist is because I think it should be illegal to email me and there should be a government office which enforces that.

A fun fact about me is that I have many extremely correct opinions about Agatha Christie’s Poirot

twitter users stone age in 2023 hunter-gatherers 🤝 mastodon attempt failed, turned to sky worship for sustenance

My GOD

Bagpipe music on the 7am bus is a very bold choice

Hot tip for hiking in Scotland: carry an armful of bats at all times and release slowly as needed to devour the midges. Watch your tiny enemies die and laugh.

I’m horror movies I always scoff at the foolish teens who ignore the dire warnings from the mysterious stranger. And YET I failed to head the old Scottish man who insisted that hiking in shorts would lead to ruin, and several hours later I was punishingly swarmed by midges.

Jay surveys the majestic rolling hills and craggy peaks of the Scottish highlands “I can see why you’d want to climb on top of one of those and play the loudest, most ridiculous instrument”

chef baudrillardee noting how every can of spaghetti-os has no point of reference except the other identical cans alongside it in the aisle

This cairn is a memorial to Peter Fleming, one of Scotland’s most special boys

It’s been a few years since I’ve been back in the UK and I forgot that milk is better here. Skim tastes like whole, whole is a creamy dream that makes tea taste right.

Ah, the cuisine of my youth

Also we are not talking enough about the ways that AI powered search is going to handicap teen sleuths investigating supernatural beings and mysterious goings on

My very favorite part of vampire media is when some teen googles the word “vampire.” Like what new information are you hoping to find here Susan? You are dealing with arcane and immortal horrors, maybe go to a fucking library. Not every ancient occult tome has been digitized 🙄

I need to eat the candy that tastes like nothing. I must feel the abyss dissolve on my tongue and taste oblivion. https://www.nytimes.com/2023/08/11/world/asia/japan-flavorless-candy-lawsons.html?smid=url-share

Walking past the Times Square Olive Garden and morale is low

I think that it should be illegal for people who have wronged me to continue to live in Brooklyn and do things like “have fun” or “exist.” They should be cast out into the wilderness to live a penitent life. Why is Eric Adams not on top of this

me: jesus take the wheel jesus: i can't i'm so fucked up me: then just switch seats with me until the cops are gone jesus: oh man i think i'm gonna throw up me: don't throw up jesus: i'm gonna throw up me: then roll the window down jesus: where's the crank me: it's a button jesus: where's the button

So tired I’m slow blinking at my monitor like I’m trying to befriend a cat

Last week my fav account (Snakes in Hats) was embroiled in a milkshake duck conflict (creator needed space after the volume and tone of criticism about lack of alt text got excessive, angry followers condemned snakes in hats as ableist). Note: the account now has alt text on all images

the way my expression drops into a lifeless mask as soon as I get off a zoom call makes me feel like a serial killer

I’ve lived in New York City for a while now, and apparently there’s been a neighborhood here called The Hole this entire time

Linguini had a bad health scare earlier last week and I’m delighted to report that the boy is 1.) home from the snake hospital 2.) eating his medicine and 3.) buzzing around his tank like a champ looking healthy and content