Getting eaten by mosquitoes while wrapping my pipes for the hard freeze 3 days from now. Just Houston things

Scooping litter boxes while on hold with the claims department of my health insurance feels fitting.

Contrary to appearances, there are only 2 cats in this photo

If you are in Seattle, please go patronize this store because this is amazing content/promo 😂 (laughing to keep from crying, and I do kind of low-key want that orange spider plant I have never seen that before) Source: www.instagram.com/reel/DTQrTqZ...

Co-signed, THE BLADDER

TBH I'm exquisitely bitter that spending my life in fear hasn't prevented all of this. I thought I was doing my part.

"This is what I have to offer" is doing heavy battle against "this is stupid and won't change the world being on fire"

One of my cats has a Lamb Chop toy he loves to throw in the air. I present: Freddy.

Denmark can invade us, I'll just get ready

Hi perhaps you would like a little break from the news in the form of an essay about my trip to Centralia, Pennsylvania, the town that’s been on fire since 1962—a place where surprisingly I found a great deal of hope, wonder, and mystery.

Pretty much

"I'm gonna make them bipedal, then put a complicated joint prone to injury and failure smack in the center"

Back view Front view

A military helicopter flew over our house low enough to rattle the dishes. It was the fourth one today, but by far the closest. Greg Abbott having another hate-on about Houston?

It was a good run this time

I looked down at her and made deliberate eye contact because she had almost all my attention right now and the last person/target who had done that was still dripping down the bulkhead behind me.

If you let them, the horrors will devour you whole. Making space to live and smile is an act of resistance. So is helping others to do the same. If you’re an artist in this time, remember that what you’re doing is part of the emotional support infrastructure. They want you silent. 1/2

Panic! At The Wet Floor

Babies in space suits not allowed

Finally finally about to get @theartfulldodger.bsky.social's work onto my walls

Look at its wee shorts

New profile picture to accurately express my current state

Tiny sleeves for a tiny guy

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50 runaway sheep ram-paged through a German supermarket in rural Baa-varia, causing shear mania on Monday morning. After breaking away from their 500-strong herd, the brazen sheep spent 20 minutes milling around in the Penny supermarket before ewe-turning and seeing themselves out.

It feels both wrong and necessary to work on a silly little creature. Her name is Betsy.

Important news in the family text thread

My (very) little contribution to the timeline #miniatures

Same

The king is dead Long live the king

This year's lemon of, because I just can't muster the optimism

everyone's parents: You will get more conservative as you age me at 46: legalize all drugs, abolish prison for all nonviolent offenses, and force the politicians with the lowest approval rating to participate in The Running Man once a month

when you finally eat something healthy after almost two weeks of delicious crap

Nailed it

Board games in daylight In bed by twilight

Christmas present to myself

Making your way in the world today

I saw someone yesterday complaining about people "waiting until Mary wad 5cm dilated" to do their Big Food Shop...

Confused about how Santa gets into the house

*gutted*

Going hard at this year's white elephant exchange

What is something you know how to do, but you don't know how or where you learned it? Wrapping presents: I don't remember my parents teaching me, I never worked at a gift wrapping counter, and I knew how to do it before video tutorials existed.

Greetings from Houston, where this is also true

Quote with your favorite pic of you from 2025 Selfie in the long formal skirt and keyhole-neck shirt I made for a wedding. The entire outfit cost less than $50, due in part to the shirt being made of two $4 T-shirts.

So particularly if you are new to this and seeing frequent “if you don’t like making [art] don’t be an [artist!]” and thinking “But sometimes I DON’T like it…” and Imposter Syndrome is gathering you close and whispering you’re-nothings in your ear, please push it away.

My husband's grandma once said "I'm 83! I don't even buy green bananas!" And honestly, at 51, same

Picking up a hot chick

In an attempt to stop whatever has been shitting in my flowerbed* I turned it into a Chili Disco (obnoxiously sparkly pinwheels and cayenne pepper powder) * I acknowledge it is a sad flowerbed and the shitting may be editorial

Toad In A Texas. The yolk landed at Houston. Perfect.