Would dragons make really good or really bad glass-blowers?

Mouthpiece of my pipe broke, so I am nicotine free today. This will be your only warning.

Oh god there is no signal here. I am alone with my thoughts. Oh no. Oh fuck. Oh... oh we are back.

Happy Launch Day to me! First Mage On The Moon is out today.

A very happy "Neil Banging Out the Tunes" to those who observe this holy day.

Had Skyrim on PC for a while. Modded to death. Still have no idea which did what. But they all failed if I removed the load-bearing giants have boobs mod.

I don't know how to explain to the people who pop up when creatives complain about "AI" to say there are legit uses for it just how much they sound like someone saying "Well actually fire is used to make bread" when people are talking about an organized arson ring burning down their fucking houses

I have always been tall and fat. I have always been "too much." I have always felt like the world was built on a smaller scale than me. It is becoming increasingly clear that I am the UK's last surviving megafauna. *moose noises*

I don't buy new ttrpgs often, as I'm thoroughly aware I won't have the time to play them, but just hearing a little bit about Public Access got me. I even did the unthinkable and backed it on Kickstarter. The integration of the themes of discomfort and nostalgia into the mechanics is incredible.

Just remember if you are ever feeling frustrated to stop and take a deep breath, before exhaling a 30ft cone of fire over all your enemies.

Preach

Walking back to the car, I try to puff on my vape. It does not work, because it is locked. I have my car keys in hand, so I press the unlock button. I try to puff on my vape, which remains locked. Unlike my car. They need to invent a new word for this level of stupid.

It is a shame that I had some shame when I was younger and didn't go all in on writing erotica, because if I had built a career in smut I could use "porn tsar" in my bio.

Things less painful than a septum piercing according to the people who get them:

Wish that there was a flea market nearby, because I have got so much blood to trade.

I am sooo normal. Conversing with me is a delight. I am interested, I am engaged, I am making witty little observations. You casually mention one of my interests. Welcome to the 16 minute unskippable cutscene.

I don't understand why it should be that I want to stay in my bed every single morning? I have so much stuff to do, even stuff that I want to do, yet the bed sings its siren song to me.

"I asked ChatGPT" Yeah well I asked myself, how did I get here? Letting the days go by, let the water hold me down. Letting the days go by, water flowing underground.

My beautiful wife...

I have not been financially compensated for a single one of the World of Warcraft pets I acquired over the years.

Morning Womble! I'm reading my second SPFBO semifinalist: The Sea Prince by Elizabeth Schechter. Tech pirates vs magic landlubbers. Handsome boys who may at some point kiss. This book has it all!

Never change, Glasgow.

Each morning I wake aflush with dread about the awful torments I am about to expose myself to. Then, dragging my carcass down the stairs, I sit myself at the keyboard amd remember that I actually really enjoy this whole writing thing.

Returning to a WIP after a long hiatus: 🫣

A month into my daily swimming routine and I am no longer locked in a rictus of constant agony, AND the octogenarians have finally stopped lapping me. Progress.

😈

Even setting aside personal feelings about AI, the reading public have made their opinion on it clear. Using it is just bad business.

Every character in Bridgerton needs their genitalia confiscated until they can learn to be more sensible with it.

I'm often approached by strangers when they see me smoking a pipe. Sometimes it is a lovely interaction as they reminisce about a relative who used to smoke one. More commonly, "Don't see that much anymore." To which I have several stock answers. Including: THE FORGOTTEN ART OF LUNG DESTRUCTION

My vinegaroon Lanfear has passed away, and even I am surprised at the depth of my grief.

Of the 25, only 2 are in my group, but they were both strong contenders.

While I was originally meant to be attending the London Book Fair this week, plans changed, and I took some considerably more important meetings around London.

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The tiniest gremlin blesses your day.

Your job is to pick the worst possible actor to play James Bond.