Looking at photos of Dawnridge, which is a maximalist house. Extremely gorgeous… except there is a life-size painting of a black man in footman livery on an interior door. Based on the photos this door is visible from EVERYWHERE and this man is for sure haunting this house, as he has every right to.

Do not scratch the 2nd degree burn. Do not scratch the 2nd degree burn. Do not scratch the 2nd degree burn.

Congrats to my son Don (?) and his wife probably on their wedding or similar event, such as birthday party. I cannot attend, since there's a quarterback who still thinks I'm fine to be around in public. Best of luck to Eric or whatever kid I said a minute ago and his new Wife 2 or maybe 3.

thank you for the invite but i'll be busy dwelling on my personal failings that evening

I don’t like to bring certain IRL things here because the vibe is different from Twitter but it’s getting on to the end of the month and my roommate — a fellow geeky introvert — and Widget and I need someone for June 1. If you’re local and know of someone… losangeles.craigslist.org/lac/roo/d/lo...

Every few years, Hollywood is astonished to learn that women go to movies... then promptly forgets that...

I am actually going to tear my own face off and eat it

This also reminds me of some AI people who realized that they got better results if they drew a rough sketch for the machine to work from. So, I guess there's hope that some of these dopes will Stone Soup themselves into actually learning how to make their own art.

A friend did the maths on this and noted that in the last 5 years there has been one hostile news article for every ten trans people in the population total.

When assembling your dog, please make sure that you follow the instructions carefully.

Now THIS is a good opening hook for a horror story.

Okay, so he's saying we need to go higher. I'm game.

bits and pieces of older work

piercing #mermay

I don't cook my brain on Twitter, which turns you into a racist weirdo. I cook my brain on Bluesky, which turns you into a pedantic weirdo

I really like the new Spotify logo not because it’s especially great, but because one of the big companies taking a step away from the apple-induced matte glyph style is a positive omen for the industry. Yay sparkly disco ball! Lead the way!

Another lovely inaugural meeting for GFQF. I love this weird little band of misfit writers.

My name is rare in America, but common-ish in Ireland. I have gone my whole life barely ever seeing it in media outside of 1 folktale, 1 history sidenote, and 1 kiss on Lost Girl. Imagine my surprise when I logged onto TikTok this week and saw post after post discussing the size of Aoife’s ass.

I tried to make tteokbokki fresh today (not from a kit, but scratch) and failed rather epically. In a surprise twist, the abject failure of a dish was delicious AF. It was just the wrong color, texture, thickness, and flavor.

Here in Downtown LA today I saw eight of those little autonomous food delivery carts drive themselves to one corner of my block and sit there together in the sun for 10 minutes. Didn’t think much of it until one elderly woman asked, “What do you suppose they’re plotting?”

This is the oddest way to find out someone I went to high school with is now famous in the world of lube

The Pike’s Peak Humane Society has a social media manager who is very good at their job

I may have gone a tiny bit hog-wild on sterling rings because I’ve lost several in the last year. (RIP my wide half-round midi ring from New Mexico, you will always be missed.)

It’s Mother’s Day, so we are watching a 2008 Bollywood film and eating A Lot of Indian takeout

VOLUME UP LMFAO

Flower break (I can get outside photos during daylight, but these are what I got my mom for an early Mother’s Day random thing this month)

People recently keep not believing me when I tell them my age. It’s getting to the point where it’s genuinely weird how strongly they react when I say I’m 38. Is this normal?

My current silly lil project is covering a canvas tote with fun words to create a blue ombré effect over time. I’m probably a third of the way done? It takes forever.

Lois Mailou Jones, The Musician, c. 1940

Do I need a sterling silver rotisserie chicken charm? The answer may surprise you.

I started binge watching the X-Files for the first time and this is basically my summary of the entire show so far. #xfiles #aliens

Dealing with Aflac for Leave of Absence paperwork is so annoying because these people have not done a single iota of research about endo before they call to say idiotic shit like “I thought the surgery you just had was for endo, not your arm” and “we couldn’t possibly use records from 3 years ago.”

I am on hold and the muzak is… well… the connection/recording is so terrible that it sounds like I am listening to a little kid’s piano recital, complete with flubs and pauses when he forgets what to do or loses his place. This concerto is being BUTCHERED.

The author sent me a copy, and it's really something to behold in person.

Being in constant pain sucks and is BORING but at least I also can’t use my left arm at all

Well well well looks like those art degrees aren't so useless after all

Just finished this one and I loved it, both for new takes on the familiar (JAWS) and for enthusiasm over films I’ve not seen before (Society, Dans ma peau) - not to mention some real perspective on why we keep going back to Sleepaway Camp. It’ll change what I write, for certain.

Another bit of helpful framing that came up in conversation this morning: stopping doing something that isn’t working is not *admitting defeat,* it is *choosing victory* by picking battles you can win!

The entire Bee Movie script.

The Connoisseur. Gouache and watercolor on paper. Dreaming of autumn... Prints: www.inprnt.com/gallery/vmad...

Tony Stella, an artist of immense brilliance and prolific output, has passed away. He was one of the greatest artists to ever do it. Rest in peace, Tony.

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I interview 30 sharks a day for the position of shark tank shark. I always offer them the chance to get some chum from the vending machine. There is no job. There is no shark tank. But guess who owns the chum vending machine? (This is what most LinkedIn posts sound like to me).

This week I made an appointment with a queer hair salon and it’s a very how-many-sleeps-til-Christmas kind of excitement as I wait for tomorrow afternoon to finally arrive.

Like I think it's just okay to let kids enjoy stuff even if it's not the same stuff you enjoyed and you can also stop glamorizing your own past as well

I bowed out of a project because I am overextended and in way way way too much endo pain to be useful to anyone. As this is the first time in my life I have ever made the correct choice about my over-committing, I do not know what to do now.

I just found out that the slippers I get for $10 go for $100 retail and I’m just sitting here wondering who tf has 100-dollars-for-slippers money and why those people aren’t paying for my student loans.