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First two books for 2025 were both great.

Dexter’s in South Minneapolis has a mean burger.

There’s a little part of me that doesn’t want to take down the Christmas lights.

Feeling festive.

I love the sound of the cranberries bursting. Making Bourbon Orange Cranberry Sauce.

Cuteness overload.

So relevant today, and so well done. I’ve listened to it twice (24 h) - HIGHLY recommend. www.audible.com/pd/B00DN98N8...

You could make a drinking game out of how many times someone says “calm down” on the series From.

Sometimes Huckleberry sits like he thinks he’s a real boy.

Angry Line Cook burger - Minneapolis. Yum.

Porcupines are so cute and kangaroos are so soft.

You gotta see windmills when in The Netherlands.

Merry Christmas!

He moves the fluffy ottoman cover I got to save the ottoman fabric. Dude.

The reindeer games have begun. (Okay, it’s a deer with amazing antlers munching on acorns before being annoyed by my dogs barking).

Halloween snow.

Just a couple of amazing Jack-o-lanterns at the Minnesota Zoo this year.

Beautiful Fall day to run and play.

The Halloween wreath is up.

Doofus McDoofusberry (aka Loganberry) dug up and ate a fertilizer stick not 5 minutes before leaving for the vet to find out why his bark has changed. He’s doing okay, but he’s going to have an endoscopy Thursday to see what’s going on. Chew, buddy, chew your food. And not that, that’s not food.

Game devs are tired. Writers are tired. Comic book creators are tired. Musicians are tired. Actors are tired. Every industry that produces media you love has been ravaged by a parasitic executive class who want to starve creators to feed some shitcunt's desire for a seventh house

Yard duty is serious business.

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