Visited my favorite brewery today, the dedicated gluten-free Alt Brew in Madison, Wis. They had a pair of new additions to their lineup: Tripel Sunset and Cinco Lagos Mexican lager. Both are damn tasty, but I especially love the Tripel and am helping myself to one (a 22-ounce bomber) right now.

TICKETS PURCHASED FOR MANNEQUIN PUSSY! September 10 in Madison, WI! 🤘

Went to my public library today, adorned in a Pride gamer tee and carrying a Pride travel mug. While there, I hit the sales shelves and bought a sealed Blu-ray of (wait for it*) Rocky Horror Picture Show. * - with anticipation

I’m at a local music open-mic night tonight. Life is good.

Stan and Rock are keeping each other, and me, company.

The more I learn about Olivia Rodrigo, the more impressed I become. She’s more than “just” a pop singer, and her new music fest sounds incredible in both its purpose and lineup.

Hell, yeah! After many months of immense public outcry and protests, my local community took down what had been a railroaded attempt to build a data center here. Furthermore, our efforts have now resulted in protections moving forward to prevent this from happening here. Fight data centers!

Extremely disappointed and angered by A24 — rather, AI24. #supporthumans #fuckai

Encountered a pair of bedecked fundy doorknockers today whilst out for a morning constitutional with my doggos. Fortunately, I was armed with my ponytail, a coffee-enhanced Pride travel mug, and my trusty Scooby-Doo tee.

Happy Juneteenth!

SOTD - Colorblind is a devastating masterpiece.

The Hitcher is peak Rutger. And the film is brilliant. The question is never: How does Jim stop John while saving everyone else there? Everyone else there is already dead. The question is: Does Jim have the guts to accept that and still stop John so that John doesn’t go on to kill even more people?

Hey, homophobes! How’s about this: Since it’s Pride Month, I’ll write a sex book just for YOU called “Riding the D: Heteronormativity and the Vaginal Imperative.” Oh, wait, you can’t handle that one word, I forgot. Never mind. I’ll just fuck off right on back to my liberal, LGBTQ+ supporting ways.

With sincerity, I’m happy for Knicks Nation and congratulate them and their team on a long-overdue title. But the owner of the team, James Dolan, is a power-abusing creep, and due to the surveillance technology at MSG and how it’s being used, I’ll never go there. Look up the myriad articles on it.

It’s disappointing, sad, and infuriating the number of female and enby Bluesky accounts that include a “No DMs” note. It’s in no way disappointing, sad, or infuriating that they don’t want DMs. It’s sad, disappointing, and infuriating that it’s necessary for them to specifically state this 1/2

In the mood to kick back with a 4-pack of (glass-bottle!) Kiwi Strawberry Snapple, a Natalie Imbruglia CD, an engrossing fantasy novel, and a few clove cigs. #90sforever

Astounding. (Let’s focus on good news for a moment, shall we.)

Don’t fall for the GOP SOP BS.

You made it to Friday, my friends. You rock.

Now reading Lobo: Portrait of a Bastich by Keith Giffen et al.

First NBA game I’ve watched all season. And it was a humdinger.

Turns out there are cookbooks for how to prepare military rations. Allow me to save you some $$ with this all-encompassing recipe for any of your military-ration prepping needs: 1) Open military rations 2) Eat

I’m appreciating the time I get to hang with my parents. But spending this week cleaning out the stuff in their house where they’ve lived for more than 40 years that they’ve amassed over their lifetimes makes that little residency that John McClane did at Nakatomi Plaza look like a holiday getaway.

Why grammar and mechanics matter: Nail Father’s Day vs. Nail Fathers Day

I’d say Knicks fans know exactly what bad mojo was in the building for their team’s loss tonight.

Swiping left on this timeline.

I have joined the Uber-verse. Being chauffeured around at the touch of a button … I may never look back.

I know that I can sometimes come off as a stuffy a-hole. But I want you to know that I’m not stuffy.

Walking around downtown Kansas City less than a week before the World Cup starts is a definitive moment in time.

I’m not an intentional exerciser. I love hiking, biking, frisbee, basketball, and a few other physical activities. But for me the exercise in such activities is incidental. Still, I’ve found that by doing only 10 push-ups, 10 sit-ups, and running in place for 2 minutes every day, I’m in solid shape.

I’ve loved Edith Wharton’s writings since studying them as an undergrad and grad student years ago. But, for me, when works such as this are found, they should remain forever unpublished and undistributed. The author chose not to publish it during her lifetime, and her choice should be respected.

Time to reread one of these, in particular. 😢

R.I.P. Marjane Satrapi. A brilliant artist who died much too young.

If you follow me, I check your Bluesky page. If you’re posting hate shit toward any part of the LGBTQ+ community or its allies, I block you. Full stop.

When people say to me, “You have a 5 hours and 30 minutes long film in your collection?”, I tell them that they’re asking the wrong question. Instead, they should ask, “Which is your favorite among the 5 hours and 30 minutes long films in your collection?”

The entropy of our culture continues, as it was just officially announced that no one still living knows what a sweet bippy is nor how to bet it.

For reals.

Happy Pride Month 2026!

Dear America, What the fuck are we doing here? Sincerely, A concerned citizen

BREAKING: That one guy who played your high school homecoming dance every year has withdrawn from the Freedom 250 concerts.

One day, I’m going to end up parking behind a cybertruck, and my vehicle insurance rates will skyrocket.

Did a theatrical double feature the hard way today. Saw Pressure, and then immediately hopped over to another screen for Backrooms.

Donating blood today. First time since getting a tat last fall. #donateblood #savelives

*deep breath* Sometimes, a book comes along that demands we sit up and pay attention. Such works also ask for a definition of “we.” I feel everyone should read Zoe Thorogood’s “It’s Lonely at the Centre of the Earth.” If you or someone you know has dealt with depression or suicide, read this book. ❤️

Today, I learned what the Swedish word for “speed” is. With that, as I am both eminently charming and socially conscientious, I also learned that the Swedish word for “ball” is “boll.” Just in case I should ever want to inquire about where to obtain a fartboll.

Now reading A Body Beneath by writer-artist Michael DeForge. Small-press comics are my jam (especially in my prior career as a comics journalist), and I’m loving this one. It was a spontaneous buy at a local comics show a year or so ago.

Went hiking today. Felt sooo good.

Tonight’s gaming accompaniment #2 is Sonny Rollins and Coleman Hawkins - Sonny Meets Hawk! (1978).

Tonight’s gaming accompaniment is Sonny Rollins - A Night at the Village Vanguard (1957).

My brain: So this is your plan, man? Me: Nope. It’s just what I’m doing.