Caught up with the Falkirk Gamera Fan Collective He was nice

I have just learned that although Finnish and Icelandic have almost nothing in common as languages, these four words mean and sound exactly the same in both: -Meistari (master) -Keisari (emperor) -Runkari (masturbator) -Súkkulaðirúsína (chocolate raisin)

The Finnish word for an auction, huutokauppa, means “shout market” (or “shouting shop”) * read on for more of my favourite Finnish words (a thread in honour of today being Day of the Finnish Language)…

Politics has unexpectedly hit a special interest of mine so here is a quick rundown on the Avignon Papacy.

Alle: - Å, herr Poirot! Er De her for å undersøke et mord? Poirot: - Neida, jeg er bare på besøk/ferie/gjennomreise! *det skjer et mord* Alle: *ser på Poirot* Poirot: - Jammen faen da

autoerotic defenestration

That's three times this small child has fallen on his arse while telling his fellow bus passengers to "hold on tight evruhbodee"

Texts I send from my normal job:

If you're doomscrolling, guess what? So far there are 51 kākāpō chicks hatched and thriving this season, the same number of birds as we had in TOTAL in the 90s! Only one chick has died and there are still fertile eggs waiting to hatch!

Pining for the good old days when you could get decent snake oil.

Thursday morning and the sky is the colour of a gunslinger's eye

Wednesday morning and the sky is the colour of acid-washed denim

I take lots of photos of this bird but I hardly ever get him sitting in any light. Here he is posing in full-on sunlight for a change, over the flint mill lade by the River Kelvin in Glasgow. #birds

An Amanita muscaria living in a fairytale scene along the stream behind our house 📷 Canon R5 Canon RF 100mm f/2.8L IS USM M, f/4, 1/8, ISO 400 Stack of 9 images 11/7/24 Northern Oregon Coast #mushroom #fungifriends #mushrooms 🍄📷 📸🎞 🌿🌱 🟢 🍄 🍄‍🟫

Calling AI "slop" has been one of the most effective instances of the public rebranding a product and it pisses them off.

Tuesday morning and the sky is the colour of an advert for fabric conditioner

Hammond legend Cherry Wainer, #BOTD 1935 youtu.be/xLwNnz8JE6M?...

Monday morning and the sky is the colour of a pigeon psychopomp

Big band nite på stedet Vokalisten kom rundt med bøtta under Take the A Train, der tok jeg meg til baklomma Ser nå ut som om jeg har sponset kvelden med papiret fra en Melkesjokolade

Sunday morning and the sky is the colour of abandoned papier mâché

No new pictures. Where are you at mentally?

Most pleasing sentence I have seen all day

We have survived to see Saturday! Let's celebrate with dulce de leche and dandelion cake with uranium icing.

The promise of OpenAI and Grok being used in war is that no human can be held accountable for the war crimes it commits, all the way up to where it sits on the chain of command. The total abdication of any kind of accountability, any kind of "am I following an unjust order" moral hesitation, etc.

Saturday morning and the sky is the colour of a decommissioned submarine

The alchemist next door keeps transmogrifying my acorn caps into slightly smaller acorn caps, which is annoying because now they won't fit the toads' heads anymore.

So the Telegraph is taking this well

Hannah Spencer walking into Westminster, sucking her teeth, tutting, and muttering "tell you what, you've had some cowboys in here."

Friday morning and the sky is the colour of vengeful forget-me-nots

I've been carrying this picture around for eight years and I still don't understand what it's trying to warn me about

Happy 5th birthday to Naomi’s Time Travel Nanopatticles

Thursday morning and the sky is the colour of a tin-miner's bathtaps

I've written a new Adrian Chills story (short horror stories directly inspired by the Guardian columns of Adrian Chiles.) This is #52 and it's called 'Knob'.

home security system

Wednesday morning and the sky is the colour of a carsick manatee

With characteristic good timing, I am getting into this band a mere twentysomething years after they were darlings of the indie world, a golden age when the members lived, drank, picnicked, shot their videos and recorded their first four albums all within a fifteen-minute walk from my student flat

instantly assumed this was a kaiju situation

Tuesday morning and the sky is the colour of a scandalous Daguerreotype

Paul Atreides be like

Adding "Utrecht's fish doorbell" to the list "things I will find myself singing to the tune of Inspector Gadget"

You do not want the guy who makes cars that lock you inside when they’re on fire in charge of the Kessler Syndrome odds. You just don’t. “The guy obsessed with us leaving the planet ironically was such a dipshit he made sure we could never leave the planet” is heavy handed but tonally appropriate.

Monday morning and the sky is the colour of a kingfisher's ghost

Today's #BirdoftheDay theme is #OneLeg. This beautiful black crowned night heron stood on one leg while I made its portrait. #photography #wildlife #wildlifephotography #EastCoastKin #birds #herons #Nikon #Z8

Lego kan aldri oppstå eller forsvinne. Det kan bare gå over i andre former

#KleurInDeNatuur #dag21 #Bosgroen @christinaroland.bsky.social Wat hou ik toch van het bos, de bomen, mos en paddenstoelen.

No cheating, your last saved picture of a celebrity is your therapist Reckon we're in safe hands with either

Happy Birthday to The Queen from all of us all over here and there. 💥🎂😻🙏🏽💕🌟🛸

Paddington Bear enters the public domain in 2087, which by my calculation will be just long enough for his status as Britain's psychopomp and supernatural arbiter of justice to have reached the status of a genuine religion.