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Woodshop goblin, speculative fiction writer, and shameful libertine
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Can Studio Ghibli sue the White House for copyright violation and defamation, for sharing a horrific meme in their style? I would like that to happen.

So, everyone knows that the breach of security is a disaster and a crime, but can we also talk about how they bombed a whole apartment building to assassinate one man? They wanted to get that one guy, so they murdered his girlfriend and all her neighbors, too. That seems worth talking about.

Ursula K. Le Guin on the true pain of being a writer

One of the really nice things about being married is that when you catch a moth in your hands, someone else is there to open the door so you can let the moth out into the wilds.

Say, if a small bird just hangs out in the garden and chirps a lot, that means it's pissed off and wants to fight me, right?

Look, my life may not be well managed in general, but I found the perfect sticker to fill that last empty space on the back of my laptop, so I got that going for me.

They're doing so much more to protect Teslas than to protect schoolkids

Serious question: Why are there gender markers on passports and state IDs at all? Why not just leave gender off entirely?

The problem with filling out one's medical history via online forms: there's no one behind a desk that I can walk up to and explain that my family is Catholic. I have ten aunts, not counting the ones who married into the family, and no, we don't talk about our medical history with each other.

I'm really glad I married Richie, because I can sing a little song about humans being meat machines, and he just carries on loving me for some reason.

Hi. I know that invoking the movie Idiocracy can feel very satisfying right now, but I feel the need to remind y'all that the intro to that movie is bald-faced eugenics propaganda. Just, please keep that in mind, maybe, as context.

Why does "fuck around and find out" always seem to mean "break shit, and see what happens" instead of "try to make something ridiculous and magnificent, even if you're not sure it will succeed?"

The whole "Gulf of America" thing is a pretty blatant compliance check, right? Like we can all tell that the point is to see who can be relied on to fall in line with the ridiculous demands here?

So, if a one story building is haunted, but that building gets torn down and replaced with a five story building, do the ghosts just hang out on the first floor, or do they start going upstairs?

Anyway, just a couple small positive interactions in a day can really improve a person's depression situation. So, like, show your sad friend that fishman lumberjack art you're making, or tell them about your book club's hot gossip, or give them some weird lizard facts. It might save their day.

A nice thing about working in an art studio is that sometimes you're having a worried, gloomy morning and then one of your coworkers will show you the fishman lumberjack she's painting, and you can't help but remember that life makes no sense in good ways, too.

Just went to my local bookstore and asked for recommendations of queer Appalachian speculative fiction, and they got all excited about looking up a niche genre. They hooked me up with a pile of books. Support your local independent bookstores, friends. They love finding you things banned in Florida.

One of the weird things about Arizona is a lot of folks fetishize the worst parts if the South. Authoritarians love my accent, but the people I most want to talk to are often scared off by it. Y'all, I have green hair, tattoos, and a they/them pin. Why is the accent more important than presentation?

Like Chumbawumba, this bike lane sign keeps getting knocked down, but it always gets up again.

I'm assuming it will only take a few months before Facebook's AI profiles start sending out unsolicited dick pics. Look out, straight men; you're about to see what that's like, because AI will send them to y'all too.

I might not open the door to let 2024 out and 2025 in. Might fight 2024 in my living room and fight 2025 on the balcony.

Obviously, a fight happened here, and all these signs lost.

I'm absolutely not cool enough for this party. I'm a hobbit amongst elves.

I am at a bar crawl and I'm the biggest nerd here, but that's okay. I have a Santa hat on. Richie and I and our beautiful friends are sharing stories about our childhoods. It's good.

This road barrier went feral and ran off into the woods. Live free, road barrier. ❤️

We rescued this fallen sign from the street and gave it a talking-to about road safety.

This sign has had a hard time lately, but it's still getting the job done.

I just want the apocalypse to wait to happen until after I finish this apocalypse story I’m writing. (Good news, that will take an extremely long time).

Someone tell Marvel Studios that this is what really good key lime pie looks like, not that nuclear green gelatinous stuff Loki and Mobius praised so heartily at the automat.

Fun fact I learned today: the employees of those rent a scooter companies aren’t allowed to move the scooters while they’re scanning them, even if the scooter is blocking handicap access to a location, and they are supposed to stop others from moving them, too.

If high speed trains became a real thing in the continental United States, do you think air travel would become less dehumanizing, to compete?