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Cat wrangler, artist, graphic designer, social media manager, mentally and physically broken but this is fine She/her/they
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In 1998, a British doctor decided he could make money by discrediting certain vaccines in favor of his own method. Now in 2025, measles, a disease once declared eliminated in the US, has spread to 135 people in Texas, most under the age of 18.

Apparently you can buy CD players that look like vintage record players (except smaller) and I want that, but, like, a gramophone. Someone make this happen.

I watched the halftime show on YouTube and while I love and appreciate everyone who has taken the time to break down the symbolism of various aspects of the show, I have to say that, as a typography nerd, my favorite part was that glittering lowercase "a" on his necklace. Chef's kiss. Perfection.

This preview image is AWFUL. But the topic is delightful. Have a little joy.

So, I started listening to Paladin's Hope last night while I was trying to get to sleep. It hasn't made me giggle quite as much as the first two, but it did make me have the most UNHINGED dreams about trying to escape a deadly maze while my brain screamed the name Ariadne over and over.

Three Things: 1) If I like you enough to get you a gift, there's probably a note about you on my phone.

Acorn helped me compose this post: Acorn picked up Brutus and he was like a giant load of bread above her arms and four tiny little green bean legs below. Acorn finished this hypothetical post with "Eat healthy, y'all!" She intends to draw y'all a picture.

Stuff we found while cleaning the kids' toy area! - A tube of toothpaste - My mini binder clips - Sunscreen - An empty container of Magic Sand - One (1) Qwirkle tile - My Friction pens - A box of long envelopes

Moose: You're not supposed to literally have a 12th man on the field! #TamuVsUT

Ah, Texas A&M. The only school where the marching band practices more than the football team. Gig'em Ags!

You know what Single Payer Healthcare would ALSO help with? The amount of fucking MAIL that gets sent out about insurance bullshit. Not just the bills but the "Hey, we're just checking with your doctor to see if we *really* have to pay for that or if we can weasel our way out of it" letters, too.

Restore Me, by Tahereh Mafi: In which the characters bemoan that Character A has been KEEPING SECRETS from Character B by not revealing these HUGE THINGS about A's past. And I'm here mentally yelling "THEY'VE BEEN DATING FOR ***THREE***WEEKS***"

The writer's dilemma: Do I write a pretty sentence that I'll be proud of later? Or do I write a clunky sentence to make a stupid geek reference that probably only 2 people will catch?

The wheels of justice turn slowly, but grind exceedingly fine.

Hey! This is just a gentle reminder that the thing food pantries need the most is MONEY.

Someday, far in the future, there will be drone shows that make firework noises and no one will know why.

I think my son's new medication has turned him into a morning person and it is The Worst.

In this house "LEAVE YOUR MOTHER ALONE" means "I love my wife" and I think that's beautiful.

The second letter that @questauthority.bsky.social sent to LAPD reps on my behalf. Even more savage than “LOL, no.” I’ve highlighted my fave parts. What are yours?

Things I Never Thought I'd Say to my Children: Bring Darth Vader's head back!

Every year, AAAS hosts a "Dance Your PhD" contest. The goal is to "explain your research through interpretive dance." This year's winner, Weliton Menário Costa, explores kangaroo behavior & promotes diversity. It is, by far, the best I've ever seen. youtu.be/RoSYO3fApEc?...

Me: Ugh. Why do I feel so shitty? Oh, right, I'm out of my Lyrica. Why the fuck am I out of Lyrica? Walgreens: *shrug* We sent it to your doctor, we'll call when it gets approved. My Doctor's Office: Well, his nurse isn't answering, so... *shrug*

Me, yelling at the cat: Dubs! Dubs! MACDUB. There is a whole ass bowl right next to you! Acorn (from upstairs): What's he doing? Me: He's sticking his face in Brutus' bowl like Bitty Girl used to do. Acorn (from upstairs): Someone's gotta do it. She not wrong.