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currently spitballing some big ideas, MacArthur fellow for suggesting a ‘gesundheit’ for burps.
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I want to see a horror movie about some haunted potpourri.

Me, back when I was a steppe dweller, bereft of any worldly possessions beyond what the mongol invaders left me with: I imagine I could walk there… Fellow steppe dweller who has a Southern twang for this brief missive: Yakult, but you won’t like it.

“Looking good. Feeling good.” I say, staring right down the camera barrel. I hold up today’s newspaper, videotaped proof of life is standard practice. “Tremendous.” I say as the brigands force feed me slivers of my own clothing.

It's Eno doc day. It's apparently different every time you watch it due to generative elements. www.ohyouprettythings.com/new-products...

Draining a band of adventurers with a necrotic Life Drain and smacking my lips, all, "Mmm... That joie de vivre!"

An apothecary where you can have secrets cut and excised from your tongue. Be wary. They will burn your secret away in a brazier. But can you be sure the flesh that chars if from your mouth or did the physicker swap it with legerdemain?

“Rudimentary, my dear Peni.”

Pretty bummed that I never tried the Paul Weller cut before baldness came for me.

Beavis didn’t mention it often but he was a Branch Davidian.

worth.

The chorus of angels stand in a circle, waiting for a new voice to signal what song they should exalt the most high with. Joe Strummer (looking around apprehensively) Breaking rocks in the... hot sun. Shifty Shellshock (excitedly): Come my lady. Oh, my lady. Come, come. God nods, for it is good.

If you need me, I’ll be busy getting in touch with my inner child by whispering the lyrics to “God of Emptiness” by Morbid Angel on the back pew of the rectory.

A video game where you burn down your job (it loads it from google maps) and the mayor cries (you get points when the mayor cries)

Me, fumbling through cd jewel cases driving a car through kiosks in an empty shopping mall: “The Above The Rim soundtrack would go so hard right now”

“New Jesus Lizard video please.” The monkey’s paw shudders and lowers one of its nine fingers.

Ripping off a drum pattern is ok, huh? Like, standard practice?

Aaron Rash’s Utero IR pack is so fantastic. Get it.

Me, dipping a finger into the creek and lazily tasting it: “This won’t do at all, fellas. It’s just water.” Gold dust shimmers kaleidoscopic in the whorls of the eddy.

Laughed out of the surf shop for asking if Mr Zog sold a virgin wax.

Baring my soul, El Paso style.

Throwing rocks into my blender until the gravel is just right.

completely convinced that I could immediately worm my way into any medieval king’s court if I got to bring Nestle Quik in the time machine

Writing my enemies’ names on a piece of paper and then forcing it into the overflowing mouth of the golem.

“This is for when y’all wanna pass gas!”

Earlier I was thinking about how if, in The Kings Speech, in that balcony address he just went into Buttermilk Biscuits by Sir Mixalot.

Anyone built a decent gm screen in Foundry for SWADE? For a rules light game, I keep having to go back to the book. #swade

Drunkenly challenging, “Is that so, Miriam? When was I ‘sent careening’?”

Trying out having a pellicle this year.

Desperately googling “Mr. Boogedy ending explained” until some ai fills me in.

I keep thinking about a necromancer going through the entire ritual to awaken a spirit and seek its counsel by speaking to its skull. But she skull wakes up and is just like: “Girrrrrllllllllll…”

nothing 2 eat in hell 😔

Thinking about how funny if it would be if www were hhh. English people talking about haich haich haich greggs c-o dot u-k

just got hit by a haymaker of a memory of how around 2003, "eats, shoots & leaves" was the most clever thing people had ever encountered.

me when i smoke (1) weed

“No! Vern! Don’t answer that, me knowing if you know what I mean in the future could have extremely dangerous implications! Even if your intentions are good, it can backfire drastically!”

new idea today: 'the paisan neutron'. vocaroo.com/14MqXjymFnob

me, looking through a telescope at Ganymede: so this is how far away again? “650,000 miles… and some change” me, annoyed: sorry, i don’t carry cash.