I sold Natalie Merchant a ticket to see The Icicle Thief* at The Chautauqua Cinema in 1990 or so. *Yes, I know what you’re thinking, and no, I’m not wrong.

I bought this for us for Christmas, and we can’t wait to read it. I’m including a link to @bookshop.org, which is where I order books online.

My Christmas gift (which I did ask for) from @n4ku.bsky.social. Y’all, it’s so amazing. 😍

✋ I was thinking about this JUST THE OTHER DAY. In 9th grade English, we had to write a group assignment, a play or something, and the other smart girl* and I used this word and spelled it "dilemna." *I wonder what ever became of her; she was kind of an outcast.

A thread.

I had to interpret “doggy-style” during an appointment this afternoon, and, well, that was a first. 😂 (“En levrette,” if you must know.)

Current Me thanks Past Me for requesting the week between Christmas and New Year's off from work (this is not something usually accorded; it's healthcare, after all, but I had never asked for holiday time off in my 6 years there). I have one interpreting job this afternoon, then I'm off until 2026.

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Nothing tests my faith in humanity quite like parking at the Kentucky Clinic garage, especially turning left toward the gates at the three-way stop on Huguelet Drive. 🕉️💆🏼‍♀️

Oh, god, this made me laugh out loud.

From The Police’s “Wrapped Around Your Finger”: - Scylla and Charybdis - Mephistopheles - fruition

This is an amazing piece; please read it.

I just had a patient offer me her chair, “because where I’m from, we give up our seats for the elderly.” 😑😂

Goddammit. 😂

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I'm not even going to repost a screengrab of his post about Rob Reiner but man it really needs to be said every single day: Trump truly is the biggest piece of shit in the world, a man of absolutely no good qualities and seemingly limitless bad ones. Support for him is just so damning.

Went to bed early and woke up early and honestly wish I could have slept until spring. Too much loss this weekend.

Super disappointed to hear a Simple Minds song in a ChatGPT ad. I know everyone’s gotta make a buck, but 😑

Toulouse is great and I recommend a visit!

This has been making the rounds, and I'll just say that when I went off caffeine in 2021, after 30 years of moderate daily intake, my as-yet-undiagnosed ADHD made itself known. Which was a good thing, in retrospect. I'm back on caffeine now, and won't be weaning off again anytime soon.

I never made it above Rundle C, and I was tired of feeling stupid, so I quit playing Learned League. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ (I’ve also never passed the Jeopardy! Anytime Test, because it is degrees harder than the show itself.)

Way down the page at the below link: “The U.S. public has 60 days to comment on the proposal, the Federal Register notice reads.” That’s right, it’s not a done deal. Yet.

The ob-gyn clinic I’m interpreting at this afternoon has some reindeer decorations on the check-in desk. It took me a second to realize they are made out of specula. LOL for days.

OK, this is hilarious to me because I started reading "Frankenstein; or, The Modern Prometheus" last night.

I’ve been firmly silver for thirty years, but started leaning that way a few years before that.

The sound of Tide Pods hitting the bottom of the washing machine always reminds me of the scene at the beginning of Raiders of the Lost Ark, in which Indy brushes tarantulas off the back of his doomed assistant with his whip. Thunk. Thunk. Thunk.

This is beside the point she is making in this thread, but one thing that drove me bananas when I lived in France was how linked the degree is to the job or job category. You did a literature track in high school but decide you want to study medicine? Non, ce n’est pas possible. 1/

Today I turned down what would have been a third part-time job because it only paid $11/hour. I have been paid more than that (though not by much) in my retail jobs since 2014. And, I weirdly feel almost guilty for saying no! It would have been a fun job, but I’m worth more than that.

I just heard this song, and I laugh *every time* because I always mishear the lyric as "I'm addicted to mayonnaise, but what can I say?" 😂

Nurses are the best. Today I interpreted for one who demonstrated her skills and knowledge in a really impressive way. Just…kudos.

I will have a couple of days in Vancouver prior to a writing retreat in February, and I’m trying to decide what to do with my time. I may get together with some other retreat-ers, but otherwise, the city is my oyster. Gah! I hope I don’t go into decision brain lock. 😂

In 8th grade science we had to make a dried flower collection, and my teacher wrote, “No. Dandelion” next to whatever other yellow flower I had found. I was so angry! It was NOT a damn dandelion. (Damndelion?) I think I’ll use this story in my writing as a cute little “fuck you” to that teacher.

I legit LOLed.

Since I can’t think of anything to say, here’s my 2025 Replay. I don’t really listen to Apple Music all that much, so this probably isn’t representative. (And yet…it very much is.)

Last night @aftynbehn.bsky.social showed us the playbook. Be bold. Be authentic. Run hard. Contest every seat. Young women are the future. I’m running in KY-6 because I am Kentucky to my core. And I have bold solutions to our problems. I can replicate the Aftyn playbook and flip KY-6.

💯💯💯

I wish that finding typos in books didn’t take me out of the story. Sigh.

Abso-fucking-lutely not.

Has anyone else received about 10 texts a day from Autobrush for the last…5-6 days? Just me? Jesus H. Christ, “report junk” is not working. (And no, I have never clicked on one of their ads.)

My executive function seems to be functioning today, like, whoa.

Pro tip: These are made for right-handed folks. We have one at my side gig, and the first time I tried to use it, it really didn’t work. Then I tried it with my right hand, and, well, voilà! 😂

Preacher's kid. 'Nuff said!

“Gourmette” doesn’t mean what it looks like it means in French. So having a cooking club in your novel called “Les Gourmettes” is a real tell that you didn’t consult with a francophone during the revision process. (I’m trying to be nice here, because the book is otherwise enjoyable.)

If writing is so easy why do people argue that they can’t do it without the pablumatic verbiage extruder And if it’s so difficult then why do people think it’s not labour and writers are not workers

I found two versions of Yotam Ottolenghi's labneh recipe online: one with refrigeration and one without. I'll let you guess which one was tailored for an American audience. (I'll be using his original recipe, because I'm not skeered of leaving dairy products on the counter for hours and hours.)

I am starting to add interpreting jobs to my 2026 (paper) calendar*, and I noticed that I'm being much more careful with my handwriting on it than I am with my December 2025 jobs/calendar. New calendar = clean slate = be neat! *Yes, I use my phone calendar too; I need both.

We are so cooked (pun absolutely intended).

I'm pretty sure I'm aphantasic. This is basically me: "As soon as I close my eyes, what I see are not everyday objects, animals, and vehicles, but the dark underside of my eyelids. I can’t willingly form the faintest of images in my mind." I can *imagine* the thing, but I can't literally see it.

Apparently the concept of a three-way stop is too hard for some folks. Good thing I was paying attention or I would have been in a fender bender on my way to work. 🙄

I heard “Driven to Tears” on my commute this morning, and my god, this 45-year-old song could have been written today.