Kill the reflexive urge to engage with anything you think is neat by finding out what the worst people you can imagine are saying about it first. Feel what you're feeling and move on with your day.

Let's just have today be the last day of January. This was enough.

Just, umm, scrolling to pick what to watch next and — — —

Haven't they even seen action movies?

Maybe Breakfast For Dinner will fix everything. That's all I've got right now.

brass solidarity band performing “stand by me” in the streets of whittier next to alex pretti’s memorial. the crowd started chanting “the people united will never be defeated” so they incorporated it into the song. i love minneapolis

Greg Bovino sadly filling one steamer trunk after another with elaborate fashy overcoats, the teargas canisters he always has bouncing around on him like labubus, and dozens of "chest-belts." They will be shipped ahead of him as he prepares to return to his home, which is a men's size 10 boot.

I just want enough cartilage left in my joints to live comfortably in a wood pile the rest of my days

I just saw "carte blanche" captioned as "carp launch."

What are you stress baking / cooking / eating? I made lemon cornbread and lemon buttercream frosting.

I thought maybe I dreamed about the incoherent, swaying, danger-to-himself-and-others prison cop who was protecting the doorway of a hotel last night, but apparently it was real.

Thank God there were people filming. This administration would have said Alex Pretti pulled a handgun, a package of fentanyl, and a signed copy of the Communist Manifesto if they could.

making coffee while rome burns buying fabric while rome burns paying bills while rome burns feeding the cats while rome burns

New working theory I just made up but I'm still typing in public: Perhaps I chose to make clothes to heal myself by 'imagining the rotation of shapes.'

yessssssss

Everything is bad so please enjoy this FB video I've had saved as a bookmark for over five years under the label "also cures depression"

Will the U.S. survive long enough that I should spend $100 on Chewy to get a $30 gift card?

“I'm glad you have enough love in your life that that response comes naturally. If anything, you should be proud of that :)”

wife: what did i ask you to do? me: buy the name-brand repellent wife: and what did you do? me: i bought the cheap stuff wife: you bought the cheap stuff me: it was half the- wife: and what do we have now? me: *sigh* we have elephants wife: we have elephants

This was The perfect way to end the day.

Well this helped with the horrors. My sister came over and she and the Mr. and I installed track lighting above my cutting table. Plus we had soup and bread and cake.

I'm trying to keep finding the tiny things that help for a brief time but fuck, it is getting rougher. Hang in there people.

I'm not saying fascists have any concept of taste, quite the opposite, but they will regret the world they are building when it is gone and it's nothing but Mr. Medium Well's Asshole Steakhouse for dinner and John Phillip Souza marches at the theater.

Panic! At The Everywhere

"Sometimes you have to move past the things you used to get upset about ..." youtu.be/YcTttMmFR7Q?...

Actual footage of AuDHD me trying to get something, anything done. Every. Damn. Day. youtube.com/clip/UgkxPzE...

If your IG bio says "Step into a world where creativity meets craftsmanship, each piece tells a story of artistry and passion" and you're posting AI slop I am blocking you. WTF are you doing.

Ugh. PEOPLE are coming into our house to do work in 2 days and I don't know how I'm supposed to think about anything else. Can't they do the work without being here?

13 F makes for a fine soup day. Lemon chicken lentil, with these. Plus a loaf of bread.

Bluesky, I made this cute little lemon cake and I think my lemon extract is rancid because the whole house smells like paint thinner.

Now we know.

jack asked if i would sketch up a poster to tell people in nearby neighborhoods about the partnership between flock and ring, and this is what i came up with. it can be printed on an 8.5x11 sheet of paper.

Pretty soon Young People are going to discover the saccharine terror, creepy glitz and shallow humor that was 1970's network tv variety shows. I've been running a timer since cassette tapes came back and I think the moment is now, in the midst of our horrors.

work-in-progress: an olive skirt. When I was a kid I didn't know that pimentos were peppers — they were just suspiciously slimy red creatures that lived inside olives. I did not trust them.

Well now, here's an easy way to fight fascism. Ditch your government surveillance system.

If you live in the Cities, an easy way to help immigrant families in hiding is: laundry! Laundromats are ICE magnets, so people without washers need help. The People’s Laundry will drop off laundry to your door to wash and dry and pick up a few days later: thepeopleslaundrympls.com/volunteer/

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I was recently chatted up by a friendly guy at a bar. When he asked what I "do," I told him I've been working on a book about how fake "self-driving" tech is killing people to make Elon Musk the richest man alive. He frowned. "People like fun stories," he said. 'You should write about Sasquatch."

Before there was an internet I never had to think which one to use. I just knew.

more of this more of this

Best review of Pluribus ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

I helped feed people today and it helped chip away at the horrors. Just a little bit. Highly recommended.

I imagine some people attend religious ceremonies to be humbled and reminded of awe in the world whereas I just choke on my own spit.

We watched Dust Bunny tonight without knowing anything about it and it was so engrossing that I forgot about the horrors for the entire time. I needed that.

Our large bag-o-mandarins started to rot a day after we got it so I juiced the survivors. 14 mandarins and half of a large lemon = 1.25 cups of juice. At least we are scurvy proof over here.

"What?" — Maddie

I'm gonna say this with all the kindness in my heart: you aren't going to survive if you don't let your life have room for other things. This is not a short term fight where we can just go 24/7 and then it will be over. We've got YEARS ahead of us. Take a break. Hydrate. Go bake something. Breathe.

It's crazymaking.

Some of you haven’t noticed Calhoun’s neckbeard before but oh you will now

seeking solace through carbs