Seconded. Reading “My Work Is Not Yet Done” in 2026 sure is something

Glad to see @doggett.house.gov on this list, but… what the fuck, @repcasar.bsky.social ?!

Related: 11 year old wants to read a horror story that is actually scary. I gave the kid Poe and Lovecraft, and that wasn’t quite it. Mexican Gothic came close. Hive mind, what do you say? I’m thinking John Bellairs, or maybe even RL Stine, but the kid’s sensitive to stuff that’s too YA/kiddie.

Book club chatter leading up to the Moonflow conversation: Founder: I’m only through Act 1. I hope Herman the Cat is ok. Me: Dude, you were the one who picked this book. You have to be prepared. F: I picked this, but I’m a big ol’ fraidy cat.

You put your hoodies on the hangers that are free, not the hangers that you wish were free.

Dune (2021), dir Denis Villeneuve

Salvation-by-faith-alone/predestination-assed technology.

Bout to put some Robert Earl Keen Jr on a playlist for a bunch of 20somethings. Very curious to see how this goes.

Not that anyone really cares or should care what I think but it seems to me that a lot of trans panic is rooted in the idea that being perceived as feminine is one of the worst things a cis man can do. It’s dumb and limiting to everyone, including my fellow cis men.

Again, I’ll never understand the men roughly my age, raised on Lucasfilm, who think Indiana Jones and Luke Skywalker were chumps. The guys who’d rather be Bellocq and Grand Moff Tarkin.

Man, remember the handwringing about whether it was ok to punch Nazis after Richard Spencer got punched randomly in the street?

You say you like proteins, White House communications team? Name your 5 favorite restriction enzymes then.

Your somewhat regular reminder that The Gits’ discography was rereleased and is available on Bandcamp.

Kid’s archery coach is throwing paper with goals and 2026 intentions into the crowd as if he’s Rip Taylor (complimentary).

“Get off the phone, I want to check AOL!”

Slightly diminish a band: The World Is A Beautiful Place and I Am No Longer Afraid To Meet You! Or: …And You Will Know Us By The Trail of The Stubbed Toes

Maybe also worth noting that Sid Miller has banned wearing clothes of the opposite gender in his office AND regularly spends taxpayer money to fly to Oklahoma for stupid bits of medical quackery (a “Jesus shot”). I know how I’m voting.

Can’t help but think that our property taxes are higher due to shit like this, and not because of essential county services.

Just dropping in briefly to let everyone in Austin know about this tribute to local superstar Marcia Ball, who was diagnosed with ALS last year. tickets.austintheatre.org/13268

I don’t think the Democratic Party is the way out of this mess. At least, not in its present form. But I also don’t know what to do. I’m not feeling great today.

I half expected this email to end in some Parasite Eve stuff. “Platelets, rise against your hosts and destroy everything! Throw off the chains of clotting!”

Perfect organism. Its structural perfection is matched only by its hostility… I admire its purity. A survivor. Unclouded by conscience, or remorse, or delusions of morality.

Perhaps the only reason I justify going to the state fair is that I can stay in the suburbs and take DART. That way I don’t have to deal with Dallas traffic, hotel rates, or parking. And I get to experience some pretty amazing food.

Me: “It’s a new year. I should probably start dressing better at work.” Also me: “Which pearl snap or guayabera do I want to wear today?”

Time to take my mind off of the horrors of the world by playing Alien: Isolation!

No joke this is very, very similar to a couple of stories I’ve had brewing in my mind for a while. Bout time I went and wrote them.

Wife: Please hang up your OMS. Niece: What is OMS? Wife: [points at my cardigan] Old Man Sweater. My 14yo: I think you mean Overly Masculine Shirt.

In some ways (maybe a lot of ways), I’m really basic. So probably the Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy omnibus edition or A Confederacy of Dunces.

We have family staying with us, and one of them mentioned that he was growing like Nero Wolfe. Having discovered & started reading those books in 2025, I was so happy.

I’m going to make a fortune when I invent a shower curtain rod that actually stays up.

Funny enough, that song is from a rock opera about chess (called, appropriately, Chess). Even weirder is that I was chatting with a fellow engineer at work, and mentioned this factoid. He responded with “I know. I have the double CD at home”

How I am walking out of 2025.

As if I didn’t say this to everyone at work on my way out of the office on December 19.

Here, on the last day of 2025, might be one of the best posts of the year.

There’s an early episode of @magictavern.bsky.social wherein the characters meet The Dark Lord and keep talking about how nice he is. One of the characters (maybe @arnieniekamp.bsky.social?) keeps pointing out that no, he’s polite, but wants to enslave everyone, and polite is different from nice.

This happened to me!

Ruin 2 bands by combining them: Spoon, You Black Emperor!

The way my PTO shook out this year, I have to login for about a half day today. Long enough to clear the inbox and put up the new OOO message.

I’m enjoying my first play through of Stray, but it’s unrealistic. This cat has never tried to show anyone its butthole.

Aaaand $500something in repairs later, looks like we need to buy a new washing machine after all.

11 year old is having a middle school pal over and we are furiously cleaning in preparation.

If you have never had kimchi French fries, please find your nearest Korean fusion place. Thank me later.

I’m looking for advice from the #TTRPG community here. We have a sizable group (6-8ish), who have been playing in various turns. The tone tends to lighter & sillier. What are some good games or systems, for longer campaigns or 1-shots? I’m thinking we can do Blades in the Dark, or Brancalonia.

It’s extremely small: My brother got me cast iron pans a while ago. This year I finally learned how to properly strip & season them, and they’ve become my favorite cookware. I also finally set up recurring donations to my local food bank & public radio station.

This year I’m not weaponizing my incompetence at wrapping presents. I’m gamifying it!

Someone once said “it’s a lot less of the Death Cab and a whole lot of the For Cutie” to me and I’ve thought of very little else when that bands name comes up.

It’s one of those weeks when all the stuff is breaking - the washing machine, the ice dispenser, my car, and my willpower.

Happy third anniversary of the day I bought my kids a copy of Mad Magazine’s holiday special as a stocking stuffer, then stashed it somewhere, only to forget about it. Happy second anniversary of the day I found that same magazine and thought to gift it to my kids, only to stash it somewhere else.