I'm not proud of it, but I love when movies come out related to books people lie about having read. "Why was Nosferatu slow?" "I don't know Sarah, why wasn't there a 10 minute sequence where Orlok kept asking Hutter about train schedules in Wisborg?"

Having even a remotely creative jobs means people at parties saying, "I want to [make a thing], I have great ideas! I should get hired as the 'idea guy.'" (They don't wanna learn or work and their ideas suck). I guess at least these wretched shits broadcast it now, calling themselves AI "artists."

This is what happens when TrainingPeaks won't let me dismiss the persistent pop up about adding an event.

God it felt good reading that. This boring person zany take predates Twitter. But also, part of its development process was showcasing Christmas in LA as a unique thing in 1988. Even as a summer release, it was purposefully made to be a perennial Christmas movie.

In today's belated episode of Old Punk Yells Happily at TV: the Dickies' "Eve of Destruction" over the What We Do in the Shadows credits was DELIGHTFUL.

Since John Prine's death, no one has had the hero's courage to end a song by yelling "Hot dog bun!"

A-Number-1 Stupid Baby™️ figured out there was a Christmas tree in the room with him after a week and a half and is now mad I won't let him steal ornaments/drag the whole thing to his dog bed.

I'm sure I'm preaching to the choir, but that companies are recognizing that their data being used to train the AI they use should be fairly compensated. Anyone who says artists and writers shouldn't expect the same level of control over their work should be pushed in a hole and covered in ants.

For 20 years, tech companies that use NLP for med clients have used that client data (and end user acceptance rates of the outputs) to train the AI. Last year, clients started demanding "no AI training" clauses, or to be paid. Don't ever believe anyone playing dumb on GPT plagiarism.

Look nobody cares but: the new episode of Day of the Jackal needle dropped a fucking Joe Strummer and the Mescaleros song?!

What's the artful, thoughtful way to say "No, not that guy, the shareholders. Okay sure, that guy too, but the shareholders! The shareholders!"

I *really* did not see the wholesome, popular Muppet fan account doing a quad box notes app apology for being a sex pest coming.

Talking to my cousin @muldowney.bsky.social about old shows and the memory of being in this crowd lit up in my brain. Fun fact: the venue (Fireside Bowl) had what was voted to be the worst bathroom in Chicago, comedian Kyle Kinane even has a whole bit about it.

Zwift in 2015: We gave you a game-ified UI so you can be less bored and ride with friends! Zwift in 2024 apparently: welcome to our new map, it has an earthquake and is revealed when a huge egg opens like a fist. Watch out for the dinosaurs, we added those in 2022.

the original Twilight Zone is one of the best television shows ever made, but the best part is how it always opens with a haggard 58-year-old man ambling out of a condemned building and Rod Serling says "Meet 32-year-old Thomas Normal, leaving his regular home"

I heard a bird singing a sad song yesterday- so unlike a bird call it had to be a loose parrot (too common in the Southeast) I went nuts trying to place the melody and this AM realized it's what Gizmo sang in Gremlins. How the actual fuck am I supposed to process something that sad and weird?

I don't think there's a philosophical concept as misunderstood as nihilism. If you can't get into Eugene Thacker, please go read the Becky Chambers novel "A Psalm for the Wild Built." It's a cozy delight of a story, and it also beautifully and gently defines practical nihilism as kindness.

N=3 but aging punks who like bikes that get into RC cars seems like a thing so I'm announcing that not only will I be building and painting one (or many) styled after Mad Max vehicles, I will be coming to tracks dressed as Lord Humongous if he were made of mashed potatoes.

Imagine being this much of a worthless piece of shit.

Oh my god. Balzac is still putting out records. Like, their latest was only 5 years ago. I don't think anybody is gonna give a shit, but some old punk out there is going to activate like the goddamn Winter Soldier by reading their name.

Picking up a copy on the days in Milwaukee that my roommate and I could scrape together enough cash to visit Pizza Shuttle is a core memory.

I have pirated a lunatical amount of stuff over the years, and it was always because I was broke and my options were that or stare at walls, miserably. My office is a testament to what I do with a budget. I've got around 3000 books and I still purge shelves regularly.

True story, my grandfather and I would go for walks in Actual Northern Winter™️ still wearing shorts. The difference was his shins had +5 Frost Resistance because he was one of the Frozen Chozen, a corpsman attached to the Marines in Korea. I was just a fat kid who hated pants.

Going for a walk in Southern Winter™️ is fun because I look like I listen to Blood for Blood and Madball, but really I'm just from the Midwest.

This makes me so proud to have grown up in Chicago.

The hardest bit of the new Day of the Jackal for me is how hard I'm rooting for both Eddie Redmayne and Lashana Lynch. (This was definitely intentional).

So I guess now if a book is published by Harper Collins, we just steal it from a big chain and venmo the author.

People weirdly like it when I post our pets, so here is our tortoise Dozer with his girlfriend Waterdish (of the Connecticut Waterdishes, it's a great family). He's 55 lbs, an asshole, and we love him.

Skeez nuts haha got em.

For my friends today. youtu.be/Fhz9LXX5AkE?...

Good morning, have a former Atlanta street pibble that now hides in a pile of blankets like a trapdoor spider waiting to lick-ambush.

Every day I want more and more to draw all fashion inspiration from John Waters, except I'm built like a tall Fred Flintstone. What a curse.

mods asleep post Boxer Popeye Full of Hotdogs

Goodreads has also absolutely flooded the internet with fake or misattributed quotes and bad bibliography data so don't use it, anyway.

I looked down at a random cinder block in the Target parking lot and my partner of 13 years, a sweet person, just immediately said helpfully, "You could throw it through that cop car windshield."

I've done a holiday LOTR rewatch so many times now that the new shit I notice is now like, "Elijah Woods has an outie!" And because this isn't twitter, I'm not getting spam replies by belly button fuck-bots! (This is bot shame, not kink shame. Shine on you umbilical pervazoids).

French poster for the original GODZILLA.

Bingo. I have never, in my life, felt someone flinging the term "echo chamber" was acting in good faith. They're usually just mad people aren't pretending their dumb brain isn't a burnt muffin made of poison.

Look, the thing stopping me from putting on a bear costume and busting up my car for insurance fraud isn't my ethical or moral code, it's that I saw those kinds of schemes break bad for so many cartoon characters growing up.

My favorite thing about the various "look at this gorgeous old house" social media pages is when they are from a random place I know and I am like, "Wow they did a great job editing the roving gangs of howling blood golems from these photos."

Usually it's just the right ear in the woods, but he heard a squirrel miss a branch and eat shit behind us.

Weird bug in the app means every time I open it, it just goes to @stevilkinevil.bsky.social 's bio. Been reading AHTBM for years, but this is starting to feel weird. If my Dickies cuff themselves I'm finding a priest.

I haven't checked on it in a decade but I'm still astonished by the progress. I couldn't leave the family behind for 3 months even if I had that kind of PTO to ride it in one go, but I think I need to start planning week long segments. www.railstotrails.org/site/greatam...

Small tip: you can activate this in Settings > Basics > Moderation. As I understand it, posts are always public. But this prevents folks from seeing them unless they're logged in. Which I believe also discourages search engines from logging them. (I don't see my Bluesky posts on search engines.)

This is part of the other one. I don't know how we do threads here: Jeff Parker's Thunderbolts run is forever in my heart for Thor visiting the woman's wing of the supervillain prison and having him get cat-called by an inmate with the line, "You're gonna be thor after we have thex"

I have 8 followers who could not give less of a throbbing shit about my takes, but my god, the Thunderbolts trailer using The Toadies song "Possum Kingdom" got me so good.

I've built the social presence of so many businesses, but put me personally on a public platform and it's just, "hamana hamana hamana."

Tinkering with reading every Pulitzer novel. Already read more of them then I realized, but I have a question for anyone who has done it: Other than, say, The Power Broker which will probably be a nightmare, how much of a slog am I signing up for?

Oh Christ, here we go.