Moralists don't really *have* beliefs. Sometimes they stumble on one, like on a child's toy left on the carpet. The toy must be put away immediately. And the child reprimanded.

"I need AI to make art, human art is only for the rich and privileged-"

we love a reddish-brunette with a selection of banging 80s 'fits and a commitment to over-literal metaphors

blogging - it's back!!

”Whatever the world looks like in 12 months, 12 years, or more, I want to be less nervous, and more trusting. I want to be ready to act and cooperate and live bravely with the people I love. Because if I can’t find joy in what there is, what’s the point.”

in case anyone else feels like they're teetering on the edge of complete doomerism lately, i wrote an overly personal essay about choosing to be our best selves in spite of the horrors.

playing Lifeline was a magical time for me

It was these, if anyone wants to see

crazy that i grew up with a man who kept us all on a knife edge by throwing things and swearing at the mildest inconvenience, and now i get to live with a man who at most lightly sighs in frustration when he realises that he's forgotten to send me the nice pictures he saw of some rodents

im having such a fun, peaceful time with this

reposting to fix a typo? yes i will re-like, and no i didn't see a thing

you'd think they'd last longer than that

IMPORTANT PUNDIT: While we all certainly agree that child predation is wrong, a 64-year-old pursuing a relationship with a 17-year-old is a gray are - ME, PEERING CONFUSEDLY A 25-YEAR-OLD FIREFIGHTER: What a nice hat! It must be fun to wear! AND to ride in the engine! Did anyone pack you a lunch?

I am here to remind you that to me, a middle-aged person, everyone under 25 looks like an actual child. I was recently served at a bar by a man who appeared -- to my aged eyes -- to be a freshman in high school. They know what they're doing when they hit on a teen, and they choose not to know it.

this is what it sounds like when i am reading the news headlines of the day

goddamnit

went for a foggy local walk around Meersbrook. #sheffield #photography

idk if we need to give this guy what he wants, actually

Shadows on snow (from Sunday)

twitter must be dead dead cause someone posted a rat coin purse that would have 2019 twitter losing its collective mind and most of the top comments are bots saying random words or people not nearly amped enough about the rat coin purse

this app really churns over the horrors, friends. remember that muting a few keywords for a day or two is an option if it's getting too much.

Nothing I love more than a scathing, borderline-petty academic book review. Truly the best tradition in the genre.

I dunno, Natalie - I'm willing to admit some of my tastes are a bit odd, but I don't think 'cupcakes are nice' is going to make that list

lasagne is due a renaissance

ive never particularly enjoyed a muffin

Bluesky has so many people who will walk up to a group of laughing strangers and say "I don't want to have fun or laugh with you" and just stand there and get mad when the group doesn't stop talking and joking around.

last #cookjan of the year. sweet potato and chickpea katsu. and I made a lil miso soup with tofu cubes too (not pictured)

If the chippy looks like it hasn't changed since the 1990's then you know you've got a winner

On this day, 2 years ago. I sat in bed and said to myself, 'Why haven't you finally made that compilation of Jim McDonald from Coronation Street, absolutely battering people to Motörhead? So I did.' Enjoy! It will forever be my greatest contribution to society.

GEORGE: She recommended me to all of her friends. JERRY: What, she starter packed you? GEORGE: She starter packed me! JERRY: She's a starter packer! KRAMER: [bursts in] I need 44 billion dollars

The very luteal caterpillar 🐛🌗

starting a support group for victims of @rayscotchcoulton.bsky.social's minute cryptics

These are the questions patriarchy doesn't want us asking.

have we considered that the very hungry caterpillar may just have been pre-menstrual

stop carrying out your intentions

one of the agents said “okay we know” when we were whistling so i leaned in and whistled louder and he threatened to pepper spray me. i then said “are you scared of a fucking whistle dawg” and he very meekly said “no i’m not scared of a whistle”

the government should offer everyone on this app 20 minutes of training on how to post better

announcement 1.1

we need more responses from the north of england! it takes under 10 minutes and you will contribute to science! thank you!

real january hack for wfh lunches: on monday throw some canned lentils, frozen spinach, and jarred garlic into a pan for a few minutes, then all week you can sprinkle it on boring canned soup with a bit of feta or some chilli oil #cookjan

morning everybody, what's something you're looking forward to today? and if there's not anything yet, what are you going to do about it?

dinnertime photos are practically impossible in january light so no evidence, but i made a big fat lasagne. mary berry's recipe with mustard in the bechamel and red currant sauce (i used leftover cranberry sauce) in the ragu. #cookjan

why? there are only four, one of them doesn't really exist, and the other three are all the best movie ever made.

fellas is it gay to do literally anything

this is so true, and im pulling it out next time people start up about male loneliness

This isn't the symbolic moment we need at a time like this