Rob
@yerguyrob.bsky.social
Pandemisexual/Polyam. 🏳️🌈 He/Him. Writer (Foolology). Former: Our Strange Skies; Welcome UFO People.
I always find it pathetic when people criticize someone for not having a particular knowledge/skill set, are so quick to label them stupid/dumb, generally because of a minor inconvenience. Sure, it’s easier to tear someone down, but it’s really not that much more of an effort to teach them.
February 19, 2026 at 11:48 PM
I always find it pathetic when people criticize someone for not having a particular knowledge/skill set, are so quick to label them stupid/dumb, generally because of a minor inconvenience. Sure, it’s easier to tear someone down, but it’s really not that much more of an effort to teach them.
Dude, don’t test me. I’ll blow farts through your hair like a stiff breeze, only these smell worse.
February 19, 2026 at 11:14 PM
Dude, don’t test me. I’ll blow farts through your hair like a stiff breeze, only these smell worse.
Fucking businesses and pizza parties. You're making the big bucks! You can afford to pay me a bonus and buy us all moon shoes!
February 19, 2026 at 11:02 PM
Fucking businesses and pizza parties. You're making the big bucks! You can afford to pay me a bonus and buy us all moon shoes!
Sinus headache has abated. Abated the moment I bought potatoes. Coincidence? No. In fact, fuck no.
February 19, 2026 at 8:24 PM
Sinus headache has abated. Abated the moment I bought potatoes. Coincidence? No. In fact, fuck no.
My desire to be whimsical and absurd is being hampered by this fucking sinus headache.
February 19, 2026 at 3:29 PM
My desire to be whimsical and absurd is being hampered by this fucking sinus headache.
Ain't got no time for complaining, I'm too busy creating.
February 19, 2026 at 12:13 PM
Ain't got no time for complaining, I'm too busy creating.
I love potatoes, here is my confession.
February 19, 2026 at 11:56 AM
I love potatoes, here is my confession.
Reposted by Rob
This is the dumbest thing I’ve ever written, but it’s still true, dammit!
February 18, 2026 at 9:59 AM
This is the dumbest thing I’ve ever written, but it’s still true, dammit!
This is the dumbest thing I’ve ever written, but it’s still true, dammit!
February 18, 2026 at 9:59 AM
This is the dumbest thing I’ve ever written, but it’s still true, dammit!
I love fettuccine. Alfredo is lovely. If I had to come up with a fettuccine dish it would be called fettuccine-deez-nuts.
February 17, 2026 at 11:31 PM
I love fettuccine. Alfredo is lovely. If I had to come up with a fettuccine dish it would be called fettuccine-deez-nuts.
I will be scattered to the wind, allowing the breeze to take me where it will! I will fly among the stars, walk on the moon, and dream of places near and far.
February 17, 2026 at 10:37 AM
I will be scattered to the wind, allowing the breeze to take me where it will! I will fly among the stars, walk on the moon, and dream of places near and far.
This might be my favorite installment of Welcome UFO People we ever did.
February 16, 2026 at 10:23 AM
This might be my favorite installment of Welcome UFO People we ever did.
Take a chance… on you!
February 16, 2026 at 10:21 AM
Take a chance… on you!
We’re asking the important questions here, and getting existential about it.
February 15, 2026 at 11:05 AM
We’re asking the important questions here, and getting existential about it.
Now, we all know that the Isle of Wight is where the only known encounter with Sam, the Sandown Clown occurred, but it also has a national poo museum, as well.
February 14, 2026 at 7:20 PM
Now, we all know that the Isle of Wight is where the only known encounter with Sam, the Sandown Clown occurred, but it also has a national poo museum, as well.
To all the ghosts out there: the world is yours. Claim it for your own!
February 14, 2026 at 11:12 AM
To all the ghosts out there: the world is yours. Claim it for your own!
When it comes to the physical features of human beings, eyes scare the shit out of me. Part of the reason is that when I concentrate on my own eyes in a mirror, I feel less like myself, like I'm not looking at myself, but someone else. Some people's eyes just freak me out, though.
February 13, 2026 at 3:29 PM
When it comes to the physical features of human beings, eyes scare the shit out of me. Part of the reason is that when I concentrate on my own eyes in a mirror, I feel less like myself, like I'm not looking at myself, but someone else. Some people's eyes just freak me out, though.
In dreams, we could be anything; in mine, I’m terrified by vagueness and a general feeling that this could happen to me at anytime… these nightmares are too real…
February 13, 2026 at 9:59 AM
In dreams, we could be anything; in mine, I’m terrified by vagueness and a general feeling that this could happen to me at anytime… these nightmares are too real…
If you don’t think you like poetry l urge you to give this one a read, it’s full of short, funny, poignant poems.
February 12, 2026 at 10:01 PM
If you don’t think you like poetry l urge you to give this one a read, it’s full of short, funny, poignant poems.
This particular game was my personal hell.
February 12, 2026 at 3:45 PM
This particular game was my personal hell.
I still like to think they’re watching UFOs in the 1950s.
People in the Sun - 1960
https://botfrens.com/collections/173/contents/3103494
https://botfrens.com/collections/173/contents/3103494
February 12, 2026 at 11:51 AM
I still like to think they’re watching UFOs in the 1950s.
And, you too, are the best thing that has ever happened to you.
February 12, 2026 at 11:46 AM
And, you too, are the best thing that has ever happened to you.
Greet the morning with more sleep, let her stretch her legs. You’ve got time.
February 11, 2026 at 10:21 AM
Greet the morning with more sleep, let her stretch her legs. You’ve got time.
Based on a true story.
February 10, 2026 at 10:51 AM
Based on a true story.