now that's what i call top tier pettiness

it's cool how brains are like i know you're watching the Fred Again... tiny desk for fun but what if i let it trigger a bunch of grief about your post-divorce bestie who then disappeared from your life as soon as she found a new long-term relationship huh, what about that

ok first thought is that the internet has shown that the linking together of humanity in no way creates harmony

you all have convinced me to watch Pluribus

chat is it bad that the dentist office is playing Hotel California in the waiting room

The most radical part of @unbreaking.org is the proposition that regular people can turn our overflowing feeds into durable sources of information and sense if we do it together, with rigor and care.

one of my favorite genres of complaints is when SW engineers are like "all of our automation is outdated and it's fucking up shit" because engineers LOVE to automate "boring" things thinking it means they never have to think about it again, not realizing that maintenance is always required.

picking apart his prose is maddening. he has a through line, it is clear and easy to follow. but he is dancing around it. angle of approach changes sentence to sentence. sometimes he tees up an idea, and then waits 5 or 6 paragraphs before perfectly concluding it. and it's so info rich!

staying up late to watch football so come on Loons you can do it

goddamn John McPhee can write

thanks to the local branch of the st. paul library i have an immense stack of books to read over this holiday week (i am kid free and have no other plans)

sometimes it's fun to go to a library and shop the shelves to find new things to read

need private accounts on this platform so i can say things that i don't feel like broadcasting to the world, just moots

i have stopped observing basically all holidays in the past few years (i give my kids christmas presents) and it's delightful. highly recommend. i do love new years as a moment of contemplation and reflection! but ignore all other holidays.

If I’m understanding this correctly, X is owned by a white nationalist who pays poor people of color in developing countries to pretend to be working class white Americans to scare other white Americans into being afraid poor people of color from developing countries are going to ruin America?

wishin i had some friends in town to hit up for some quality time reading at a bar with intermittent conversation.

saw the post of some of the richest douchebags in the world getting 2am mcdonald's and immediately had this stuck in my head youtu.be/St8FtbzH_JE?...

staying at home and enjoying a thc seltzer definitely won. joy of missing out or whatever.

The Beths are in town tonight and i really want to go but i also really don't want to leave the house and i cannot tell which side is winning at the moment

very funny to read the responses here as someone who works in the data space in tech. tech people by and large have no theory of what data is or isn't, and mostly think of it as "objective recordings of the truth." it's rather horrifying! i hate it! (the responses here are great)

i signed off after MTG announced resignation thinking, goddamn that was a full day, and boy did i miss out

every day finds new proof of how fucking prescient the movie Brazil was

holy shit this is such a good way of presenting the data jmail.world

yesterday i got to chaperone a field trip with ~60 5th and 6th graders to see this exhibit and it was so damn good. excited to go back when i can focus on it and not wrangling kids. mmaa.org/queering-ind...

just encountered a single page chapter that made me sob and then take a photo of it to send to another divorced friend

chaperoned a bunch of 5th and 6th graders on an art museum field trip (a Queer Indigenous exhibit that was really cool) and would you believe that every kid i've asked has reported their favorite art was the one with boobs (or the other one with boobs).

burgundy mistofolees

finally getting around to reading Charlotte McConaghy's latest novel "Wild Dark Shore". Her first novel, "Migrations," set the record for most ugly sobs in a single book. We shall see if this continues. ("Once There Were Wolves" ranked high too)

went to therapy* *bought new notebooks

thinking of rewatching the documentary Children of Men, i remember it being really insightful

Bellingcat’s contact email has always been a magnet for people with fairly unusual views; paranoid delusions, sprawling conspiracies, the works. But recently, the pattern has shifted, we’re seeing more and more emails clearly written with ChatGPT.

yeah my boyfriend is a Neanderthal, you wouldn't know him

conceptually, the mayonegg is solid

If you understand the boom years of tech as 2007-2022, and also understand the boom was made possible by 0% interest rates, but tech bros understood it as due to their special genius, the AI boom is thus idiots clinging to glory days they cannot recreate, and they are taking everything down with em.

we need a new screen in our bedroom because the radiators are killing us. i went to the hardware store and bought the supplies. then my partner made the screen. now she is out on the roof installing it, while i hand tools out as needed. i love being in a dual-handy partnership.

your last saved meme is your moral philosophy

i understand this framing but i think it's inaccurate. i think we never figured this out at all. Google figured out how to monetize the open web, and publishers were secondary beneficiaries. But at no point were publishers ever actually fully in charge of their monetization, like in the print era.

gosh i hate academic language so much. it's great that you have a culture of needing to be overly specific and dry and trying to avoid any misunderstanding whatsoever, but the impact of that is your sometimes very good ideas are completely inaccessible to the people who need them. bothers me.

ughhhh can you guys stop, just stop it, stop everything

this year i have become an expert in the art of starting essays that feel like they have substance and communicate good things next year maybe i will be less of a novice at finishing essays

i know it feels like a non sequiter here but i'd just like to say, part of why this is happening is that product designers accepted the chat box as the default way of using LLMs, and so now companies are trashing their products to put them into chatbot form

honestly you'd think the government not functioning in the public interest whatsoever would be a bigger story

hi here's a delightful thing for your morning youtu.be/3iNXcEAFoTE?...

my youngest is sick and asked to watch Inside Out 2 with me and boy this movie hits different now that I have two kids in puberty

the thing about having a leftist vision is you are never imagining or arguing for "status quo system with X or Y different" you are thinking about an entirely different system, one where X or Y being the same is unimaginable. it is a complex imagination, forced to be communicated in simple frames.

about to peel Derm Shield off my entire arm because of the sleeve session last week. and then it's time for... itching constantly for a week! tatt looks sick tho

oh my god i forgot that one of the incentives of microblogging is saying whatever you want to say untethered from whether there is actual historical or theoretical analysis available to you and sighhhh i should not forget this

eh i'll take the bait. i grew up in alabama for 20 years. i no longer live there, have no allegiance to the south. the thing about the south is, that's where the majority of black people live, for historically contingent reasons. the racism? same patterns everywhere in this country. always.

I was admittedly offline much of last week but I don't recall seeing a thing about the federal judge with 50 years experience who resigned so he can be free to speak up on how egregious the Trump admin's abuse of the law is www.techdirt.com/2025/11/12/c...

OTD in 680 CE Hild of Whitby died. Ever year I celebrate. This year by a) showing off my fabulous, specially commissioned snakestone cast in silver to wear as a lapel pin, silver jacket pin cast in silver, and her death b) my imagined version of her grave marker