i am awaek. of all the evil men that Death could have taken from the Primateria, for him to instead take a good man like my father remains galling to me. come out to the range with me and my family, Mr. Big D, and we'll teach you better aim.

awakened angry at the world that took him from us. maybe if we gave a shit about healthcare and average humans in this fucked up nightmare country of ours, smallbun would still be able to hug her grandpa.

mm. not caught up on feed, but: today was a pretty damn good birthday despite the context. i am wiped. good night.

"Americans smoke too much weed, Americans drink too much alcohol". Yeah buddy living in America sucks shut up

Kill the discord server in your head

I cannot understand the lyrics in the vast, vast majority of songs I have ever listened to. And even when I listen to stuff that's actually in English, I can often only understand maybe half of it "I can't enjoy music because I don't understand the lyrics" is severe skill issue

i'm in the amphetamines, i don't have time for ur vintage amphetastory

fuck discord, I'm going back to MSN Messenger

i make lots of amphetatunnels when i'm in amphetaminecraft

irc wins by doing nothing

we fucking told you when discord did that shit for Australia, we told you it was coming everywhere else too

"someone I work with told me his identity keeps getting leaked so I asked how many places does he keep his proof of id and he said he just sends a copy to any website that needs it for age verification so I said it sounds like he's just publishing his identity publicly and then he started crying"

how do i look at titties without giving the government my identity

please do not give your personal identification to the identification breaching machine, that is a universally bad idea

welp, guess what remaining sashi-infra exists there gets migrated. you're a chat app, that's like 65% of apps. you're like water.

over a foot and a half. hm..guess i won't need a hairband on my wrist anymore

guess it's time to get my hair sheared off.

my life is for me. oh. oh. ohhh.

conversations inside my mind: "what do I do, dad?" "you pick yourself up, you dust yourself off, you keep going." "I can't."

a melancholy birthday has arrived.

gn all. we'll do better tomorrow. maybe.

huh, not where i thought i'd get placed, but also, i'll take it. i do create things i guess.

I made a map of 3.4 million Bluesky users - see if you can find yourself! bluesky-map.theo.io I've seen some similar projects, but IMO this seems to better capture some of the fine-grained detail

after the waitomo caves boat ride I now know what it feels like to take Charon's ferry

Turns out Motivational Gilgamesh's advice of "live for yourself", "believe in yourself", "hold your head high" works out a lot better when the recipient of said advice isn't a suspicious priest

Wife

"why don't you just buy a new bra?"

In a just world Lutnick would be so screwed right now.

かぐいろやち

ジグソーパズル🧩

thanks, i hate it.

today was: - play my bass - try to choose a differenr hairstyle that i vibe with - take down the cowhide from last year - coding, kind of tomorrow: - contact dad's taxidermist re: cowhide - forklift and excavator drills - run the saw - coding - basement repair supplies

just saw the last episode of fallout and damn if it didn't pay out on the plot points when i didn't know how in the heck it would.

well, that's at least one thin line of the full road all the way out to 0, -1,000 for the first non-origin intersection. wow. a whole lot of nothing out here.

the pickling never happened and now the hide is moldy and i have no will to finish it. tearing it down and letting the coyotes finish the job if i can't bring in someone more competent at tanning to finish the job.

as a curiosity, since i have a line open to my genius hacker cousin, i told him about this and this is his EXACT USAGE AS WELL. this is some small dialect group usage. i love this for it.

moon rabbit dialect english, know the difference: - "sure thing, boss." (read: you are a buffoon, but i must do as you say because arbitrary rules place me under your authority.) - "you got it, chief." (read: i respect your expertise on this matter as much if not more than my own. glad to comply.)

smallbun yesterday: baba, why do grown-ups use bad words when they're sad or angry? me, kind of floored by the astuteness of the question: uhm, let me think for a second, kiddo, that's a deep question and i'm proud of you for putting it into words. >

haven't figured out how to get Rocksmith 2014 working on Linux Mint yet, so bass is a few minutes of sheet music and finger practice today. it's fine. my calluses have been almost fully-obliterated by the time between.

not yet quarter past seven. already awake an hour and change. doing morning planning. on a Sunday. yes, i deserve rest, and also, lots of people deserve lots of things they do not get and many people get things that they do not deserve, and that is not justice, but that is life. good morning.

the people's champion has arrived

i guess that's all my online time tonight since kiddo clambered up and passed out nearby. phone down and lights out time. night all.

smallbun having fears of going to sleep because of grandpa, climbs into big bed, lies down, before i can close out my online conversations, she is asleep.

girls love me for being stable in all the hot ways and unstable in all the hot ways.

claiming the moon is a satellite is a vile geocentric lie meant to besmirch lunar sovereignty and glory. it's nearly as rude as leaving earth flags on lunar soil.

YALL. YALL. YAAAAAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLLLLLL KISSINGER IS STILL DEAD! HE'S still DEAD! UOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOGGGGGHHHH *mouthbeam blasts a satellite out of orbit*

was thinking about Tolkien Elves and the fact that Aman lies in the "True West" and like, fuck, the Valar are on a geostationary satellite on orbit if you drew a straight line from the western shore of Middle Earth. btw, launching a rocket straight west like that is a hideous waste of ∆V.

this actually had a weirdly opposite effect. that my PhD CS, thirty years in-industry friend and mentor was blown away by it is one thing, that the guy who was the definition of eccentric computer genius in my life growing up responded with awe is... honestly terrifying. deep water i'm swimming...