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SoupBeech
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Your loving and ever-pleonastic T-Bone Thirst Account and Twitter expat. I am GOING to use foul language and mature themes, so be aware of the NSFWness.
Out here looking thicker than cold oatmeal. 🫦🫦🫦🫦🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️
December 28, 2025 at 6:15 AM
My brother bought a new classic poetry anthology for me for Christmas.

And I’m trying so hard not to make that EVERYONE’S problem.
December 27, 2025 at 1:24 PM
Playing with genealogy in my spare time, and I’m laughing at the wedding record for two of my ancestors named Bowcock and Johnson in 1721.

And I realized that fate has been conspiring for 300 years to make me the way I am.
December 26, 2025 at 6:13 PM
I wonder if this is how every comic book villain ever felt before they decided to pull out the makeup and costume and get to work.
ofmd fans like bitch please 😒😒😒
December 23, 2025 at 9:12 PM
I forget sometimes that I’m an embarrassing nerd.

And then I realize I’ve been getting all hot and bothered imagining my fave saying lines from a 400 year old piece of literature.

PLEASE self. Find some chill. An iota.
December 23, 2025 at 1:57 PM
“I am given up by traitors,
I talk wildly, I have lost my wits.
I and nobody else am the greatest traitor.
I went myself first to the headland
my own hands carried me there.

You villain touch! what are you doing? My breath is tight in its throat.
Unclench your floodgates; you are too much for me.”
December 23, 2025 at 1:21 PM
Precious boy and an errant curl.

#TaikaTuesday
December 23, 2025 at 12:47 PM
Having these two frames happen one after the other was diabolical storytelling.

So many layers to this that I want to talk about constantly.
December 22, 2025 at 9:47 AM
Don’t read these lyrics if you value being normal about television show characters.
And since you KNOW I always gotta bring the bus around to the usual stops:
December 22, 2025 at 9:37 AM
If melancholy was somehow translated onto vinyl discs, this is one of the songs that would emerge from the speakers. And I melt to it like candle wax every time.
December 22, 2025 at 9:15 AM
Symbolically, yellow represents:
Energy, joy, and the solar plexus chakra which governs willpower, confidence, self-esteem, and identity; along with the element of fire.

The color yellow is ALSO known to make things appear sweeter and to noticeably stimulate your appetite.

It’s working.
Picasso Blue Period who????

I only know the Waititi Yellow Period.
Get cultured.
December 21, 2025 at 9:54 PM
It is time for my (frequent) reminder that one of my favorite characters from Our Flag Means Death is the music.

Pick an iconic scene. ANY iconic scene.
And imagine it without the music that was chosen. Now tell me it affects your heart in the same way. You can’t.

Mastery of emotional experience.
December 21, 2025 at 4:51 PM
Meanwhile I need to find a way to experience this like an infusion into my veins. Or like a tanning bed that I can lay in the midst of while basking for 20 minutes at a time.
December 21, 2025 at 6:33 AM
Picasso Blue Period who????

I only know the Waititi Yellow Period.
Get cultured.
December 21, 2025 at 6:29 AM
My photoshop is never good, but try and tell me you aren’t immediately ready to have a seat and tell him what you want.

Let’s be honest, I’ll let HIM tell ME what I want.
December 20, 2025 at 8:47 AM
This, to Heart’s “Alone”.

Thank you for your time.
December 20, 2025 at 5:12 AM
Wrapping this month’s mortgage payment in colored paper and ribbon might be the reason I’m a fuckin’ Scrooge, Carol, I don’t know. It’s a mystery.
December 20, 2025 at 4:41 AM
You ever realize you’re the perfect mark?
December 20, 2025 at 4:28 AM
Do you know what “Bronc Busting” is?

I can show you.
December 19, 2025 at 4:00 AM
We love a Via-you-Go-girllll.
December 18, 2025 at 7:20 PM
Nothing haunts me quite like the knowledge that somewhere there exists a set of drives holding hours of unused and unseen footage from the show.

Cut scenes, bloopers, improv takes that go on and on, alternative angles, photo shoots of scene moments for promo, etc etc etc etc….
December 17, 2025 at 4:44 AM
The Avetts have a song called “Ill With Want”.

Now, while the song itself is more about the desire/lust for the material rather than the carnal, I have to think that the consumption of material parallel w/ one’s own lived experience is a valid interpretation of Art.

And I for one am ILL with WANT
December 16, 2025 at 8:05 AM
My ‘Screenshots’ album is wild sometimes, but other times, it makes all the sense in the world.

#TaikaTuesday
December 16, 2025 at 6:44 AM
It might be #TaikaTuesday, but we’re still in the throes of December. So here’s a fitting companion vibe to the season.
December 16, 2025 at 6:35 AM
I posted about Santa last night, so now the producers of this version of The Truman Show are playing right in my face.
December 15, 2025 at 1:38 AM