My dood was extra clingy after I dared leave him to run errands this afternoon. He usually just demands to sit behind me to receive scritches, but he pushed me to the corner of the chair so he could hunker down for some nap snuggles.

Is RFK Jr. just the universe's unhinged attempt at neutralizing the pronatalist crazies?

Banana Republic just doesn't feel quite right, trying to decide whether I'm calling it a Spray Tan Republic or a Sundowning Republic.

Apparently there was black ice in front of my trash can. I found out by falling on my ass. It do be slippy out.

I tried needle felting for the first time. Behold: Cakedthulhu, The Great Cheeked One. He somehow looks pretty okay for my neglecting to look up a tutorial on how to do the needle felting. Anyone have tips on how to make claws? His feet went from perfection to chaos when I attempted them.

This owl would like you to know that even though it is cooler and more wise than you can ever hope to be, it will still be you friend. At least I hope it wanted to be my friend.

This minion variant of a griffon is easily the best Halloween decoration I saw this evening.

The glutenless carbs are calling.

I decided to try smocking for the first time because gathers are boring. Omg this is so fun. #sewing

Insnifftigator approves of all the cucumbers coming out of the garden.

A few more pictures from our safari tour at www.thewilds.org last weekend. I really should have remembered to bring my DSLR, camera phone lenses can only work so hard.

Poppies! 🌱

Side eye.

I played bobbin roulette and won. The stakes were low as I was just making sure my cotton lawn doesn't become cotton thread in the wash, but I'll take any sewing win I get.

My overlord was not pleased with me earlier. #dogsofbluesky

I found my first spotted lanternfly nymph of the year in my garden today. The rage with which it was squished would probably be considered disproportionate relative to its size, but was fully warranted.

I love this unhinged cowboy opossum cross-stitch pattern from @ansitru.bsky.social with every fiber of my being. It speaks to my soul.

My patch of Lily of the Valley smells amazing every time I walk by; they get bonus points for having been my grandmother's favorite flower. 🌱

Looks like my house came with a cistern...always wondered what was underneath the random square of concrete. Hopefully I can utilize it for the garden, I'm just happy to be rid of the grassy patch of weeds between the garden an my house that was horrible to deal with. Time to weed barrier/ gravel.

The Roads Both Taken xkcd.com/3076

The combination of shoveling 6 tons of gravel this afternoon and working on a cross-stitch pattern the last couple days has fucked my back in ways I didn't know was possible. I should really make more of an effort to not be in shrimp-mode while crafting.

I channeled my feminine rage into illustrating our worthless senators @fetterman.senate.gov and McCormick as Pittsburgh's (least) favorite invasive species: the spotted lanternfly. I almost feel bad disparaging those little agriculture-destroying menaces with these feckless bastards.

After my weeks-long attempt to battle the weeds in my garden, I'm confident dandelions will give cockroaches a run for their money in an apocalypse survival situation.

🎶 Working 8 to 6, get replaced by automation Barely gettin’ by, shouldn’t wages match inflation? Piss in a bottle while your boss buys a rocket Vote to make a change, and they turn around and block it 🎶

Carnitas tacos won't solve all of life's problems, but it's not a bad start.

I am become static, the zapper of worlds. (Damn you, relative humidity!!!)

It's slippy to walk around, To walk around there's ice outside, It's slippy! (Yinz be careful aht there.)

The 2019 Grand Prize winner of The Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest has lived rent free in my head and I'm not mad about it.

"We are all there is. We are all that there will be. We are, as they say, the ones we’re waiting for."

I've come to realize that "What We Do in the Shadows" is my "The Rise and Fall of Sanctuary Moon."

Can we please start calling what Donald Trump is doing what it is?

It's that time of year again...that time when I'm reminded common sense is a local, not global variable every time I have to drive somewhere.