Can't wait to get blocked by a Spruce Grouse (my current nemesis).

Between this being April 1 and the SCOTUS birthright nonsense, today is an excellent day to be nowhere near the Internet.

listen. my book has a bunch of nude transsexuals in it. what do you want from me. that's visible as hell

“Your lives are not a political issue” is a fucking cop out. Do some politics protecting trans lives because right now unfortunately trans lives are VERY MUCH a political issue. The Mayor has not said a single thing about the shuttering of clinics providing affirming health care in NYC.

Happy Trans Day of Visibility from your local transexual currently rotting on the couch after a bilateral mastectomy. I hope that every single person who was "just asking questions" has to go through the pain that I've been through because that's the future they're promising trans kids.

Took my first post-surgery shower and am feeling great, but also tired. Many thanks to @mikeymongol.bsky.social who, many years ago, gifted me a Bad Dragon lanyard that I put to great use as drain support. hornt purveyors 🤝 transexuals remain undefeated

I cannot stress enough how true this thread is. You are never too old to transition, and the rewards far outweigh the challenges. If you want to transition, you can try it for a weekend, a week, a month. And then, if you are not feeling it, you can always quit.

A couple of cringe MFers wearing bright green Kalshi t-shirts are sitting behind homeplate at this Giants game and I've rarely wanted a foul ball to drill right through the protective netting like I do right now.

Just bought sneakers with zippers because I foresee ten weeks or more of just struggling like hell to do basic shit.

I survived top surgery (well, a bilateral mastectomy because I was diagnosed with breast cancer last month, but I also chose to get gender-affirming reconstruction at the same time) and now I'm going to spend my weekend eating comfort food, watching TV, and feeling grateful for my loved ones.

@jerthorp.bsky.social I see our misery is extended for another week (as opposed to just being resigned to relegation).

Today was my last opportunity to bird for quite some time: I was diagnosed with cancer a few weeks ago and I have surgery scheduled on Friday. Thrilled to report that we saw our lifer Harris's Sparrow in a hedge in New Jersey and that feels like a good note to start this next phase of my life.

If you happen to have a few dollars that could use a good home and you also love raffle prizes, head over to Stellathon. All funds help Stella recover from massive wage theft.

The time of the juncos is over. The age of robin freakouts has begun.

I love hearing the unhinged cackling of Laughing Gulls over this spring training broadcast. Just one of my favorite sounds of summer.

Here's a cool idea if you need to *do something* in the face of The Horrors.

I think we should just go ahead and formally abolish the Senate, because this current thing where they don't do their jobs but draw a paycheck isn't really working for me

It’s so weird that not so long ago, like, less than 20 years, the progressive feminist position was gender de-segregation in sport and other male dominated spaces. Then the terfs came along and convinced the mainstream that the most progressive feminist position is that women are weak and feeble.

Love to be stranded in a virtual waiting room awaiting the doctor's arrival. Am I in the right place? Are they having technical difficulties? Am I going to have to wait here for three hours?

my beloved trans community: do you feel like you transitioned late? (whatever that means to you!) if so, I'd love to hear from you for an essay I'm working on 🙏 🐛 forms.gle/AMd8zWnWvEro...

blogged about crying at films and superman (2025) newsletter.bijanstephen.blog/us-and-them/

I said what I said.

I try to stay measured and grounded in how I much I can possibly accomplish as one person to make the world a better place, but days like today really test my mental framework. Nothing to do about it except do what I can tomorrow, but what the fuck.

there is not a strong enough 'death to america' vibe on this website if we're being quite honest

all the the mighty and morally superior “West” knows how to do anymore is murder children

The Phillies score bug appears to be typeset in Comic Sans? @robyniwitz.bsky.social your medium large sons are on one.

"time to launch some hotdogs" is the truest sign of spring

watching my spouse try to reason with our teenage cats and it's going about as well as expected

I've become a person who watches spring training games.

A study I led came out in Nature Cities yesterday! We used radar to study the role that urban landscapes play in migratory bird stopover. Spoiler: birds use cities a lot, and the patterns of their use reflect social processes and the inequities embedded in them. www.nature.com/articles/s44...

@alextomlinson.bsky.social they're on to us

same, kitty. same.

Dickensian, or just some 1893 Wisden listings chronoported to our more diminished times (and sports).

Today is "Large boulder the size of a small boulder" day!

You heard Jer and the birds. Don't come back until you've done us all proud.

Everything is terrible but these COOT FEET are perfect.

Doesn’t it make you crazy? Doesn’t it turn your blood to fucking gasoline?

Peace was never an option

this is the truth.

I'm browsing the Warhammer 40K back catalogue, pls send help

On a different regrettable platform, my friend dropped the phrase "pet piamh" and that is going to live rent-free in my head for at least a decade. @marguerites.bsky.social

Have spent most of the weekend sitting on the floor, staring at my toilet. (we adopted two young cats and hiding behind the throne is apparently their main hobby right now.)

Before all the shit hit the fan here in the twin cities i had been working on some blog posts about systems thinking and paying attention to change. Here is a quick thread trying to distill some key points I wish more people understood. 🧵

this essay is fantastic, and touches on a lot of the things I've been grappling with privately for a few years, both in broad human terms and more specifically as a queer transmasc person.

check this shit out motherfucker *hits self in dick with kettlebell, its not clear what kind of move I was trying to do*

I remember a time when I could get through an whole-ass week without having to check in on traumatized friends and colleagues.