Rebekah Fawcett
@bekslynn.bsky.social
Comms pro. Part-time runner; full-time mover. Fan of grammar, wit and wry humor. Preternaturally addicted to word games. Mum x3. Probably as nerdy as I seem.
Whomever invented the practice of putting “top/bottom” and “side” on fitted sheets gets all the votes for the Nobel Peace Prize.
January 2, 2026 at 1:00 AM
Whomever invented the practice of putting “top/bottom” and “side” on fitted sheets gets all the votes for the Nobel Peace Prize.
Super super super cool to have insomnia on the night we’re supposed to gain an hour. Well done, body. You rock.
November 2, 2025 at 7:52 AM
Super super super cool to have insomnia on the night we’re supposed to gain an hour. Well done, body. You rock.
This probably defeats the whole purpose of the human condition, but it would be nice if just once a bad habit was hard to make and easy to break instead of the other way around.
January 7, 2025 at 12:38 PM
This probably defeats the whole purpose of the human condition, but it would be nice if just once a bad habit was hard to make and easy to break instead of the other way around.
Ridiculously distracted this morning that the word isn’t spelled “lurned.”
April 12, 2024 at 11:48 AM
Ridiculously distracted this morning that the word isn’t spelled “lurned.”
I’m guessing it didn’t happen like this, but in my head, Usher told CBS: “If you show Taylor Swift even one time during my halftime show, I swear to f*cking god…”
February 12, 2024 at 1:40 AM
I’m guessing it didn’t happen like this, but in my head, Usher told CBS: “If you show Taylor Swift even one time during my halftime show, I swear to f*cking god…”
My kiddo just ended her shift at the hardware store with a high five from her septuagenarian coworker, and oh my god, why am I jealous.
February 4, 2024 at 11:02 PM
My kiddo just ended her shift at the hardware store with a high five from her septuagenarian coworker, and oh my god, why am I jealous.
I’m a white middle-aged mom of three who has never lived outside the Upper Midwest. Thoughts as to why Spotify suggested I should listen to HISS by Megan Thee Stallion at 10 a.m. on a Sunday? (I mean, I listened to it, but)
February 4, 2024 at 4:01 PM
I’m a white middle-aged mom of three who has never lived outside the Upper Midwest. Thoughts as to why Spotify suggested I should listen to HISS by Megan Thee Stallion at 10 a.m. on a Sunday? (I mean, I listened to it, but)
Shoutout to the genius marketer for the gas station in Wisconsin that had a QR code to scan right next to the gas station pump sign that says “do not use phone while dispensing fuel.”
January 29, 2024 at 2:55 AM
Shoutout to the genius marketer for the gas station in Wisconsin that had a QR code to scan right next to the gas station pump sign that says “do not use phone while dispensing fuel.”
Almost everything in my parents’ house is hooked up to Alexa but I can’t remember what they’ve nicknamed lights and hubs and rooms, so I’m wandering around the place like a Luddite trying to find switches.
January 27, 2024 at 2:14 PM
Almost everything in my parents’ house is hooked up to Alexa but I can’t remember what they’ve nicknamed lights and hubs and rooms, so I’m wandering around the place like a Luddite trying to find switches.
Remind me: do humans need more than an hour of sleep a night to function? Asking for my body.
January 24, 2024 at 10:06 AM
Remind me: do humans need more than an hour of sleep a night to function? Asking for my body.
Two months shy of 29 years since singing Vergin tutto amor for a college music program admission audition, haven’t sung it in nearly that long, and I’m laying in bed with every single phrase rattling around in my head. Brains are weird, and the unisom could kick in any time now, please.
January 21, 2024 at 4:11 AM
Two months shy of 29 years since singing Vergin tutto amor for a college music program admission audition, haven’t sung it in nearly that long, and I’m laying in bed with every single phrase rattling around in my head. Brains are weird, and the unisom could kick in any time now, please.
Not that anyone cares anymore, but I finally got Wordle in one.
January 11, 2024 at 12:14 AM
Not that anyone cares anymore, but I finally got Wordle in one.
It’s absurd how much I look forward to the NYE fireworks on my Apple Watch every year.
January 1, 2024 at 10:17 PM
It’s absurd how much I look forward to the NYE fireworks on my Apple Watch every year.
The single greatest feature of the Hilton Honors app is passive-aggressively dueling your teenage son over the TV volume for hours on end.
December 26, 2023 at 3:11 AM
The single greatest feature of the Hilton Honors app is passive-aggressively dueling your teenage son over the TV volume for hours on end.
Merry Christmas to all the parents flying to Disney this morning because they love their children and hate themselves.
December 25, 2023 at 2:28 PM
Merry Christmas to all the parents flying to Disney this morning because they love their children and hate themselves.
It’s actually a foggy Christmas Eve in Minnesota. Rudolph, you sonofabitch, you finally did it.
December 25, 2023 at 4:00 AM
It’s actually a foggy Christmas Eve in Minnesota. Rudolph, you sonofabitch, you finally did it.
Cupholders have finally achieved their purpose.
December 21, 2023 at 9:19 PM
Cupholders have finally achieved their purpose.
Just got a bill for an ultrasound that was recommended by my doctor to diagnose a medical condition that couldn’t be assessed any other way, which was approved by my insurance company before I had it done. Exactly $0 was paid by insurance. Tell me again that healthcare isn’t broken in this country.
December 18, 2023 at 11:38 PM
Just got a bill for an ultrasound that was recommended by my doctor to diagnose a medical condition that couldn’t be assessed any other way, which was approved by my insurance company before I had it done. Exactly $0 was paid by insurance. Tell me again that healthcare isn’t broken in this country.
This weekend, I mistook an isthmus for a peninsula and said the pussy hats were uteruses. Dumbest things I’ve had to apologize for ever.
December 17, 2023 at 11:43 PM
This weekend, I mistook an isthmus for a peninsula and said the pussy hats were uteruses. Dumbest things I’ve had to apologize for ever.
Today marks my sister’s 16th wedding anniversary — her first since becoming a widow earlier this year at the age of 43; I can’t help but hope we all find reasons to be a little kinder, to share a little more love, to be someone’s light when things feel dark. Burdens are too heavy to deny this grace.
December 10, 2023 at 4:59 AM
Today marks my sister’s 16th wedding anniversary — her first since becoming a widow earlier this year at the age of 43; I can’t help but hope we all find reasons to be a little kinder, to share a little more love, to be someone’s light when things feel dark. Burdens are too heavy to deny this grace.
Saw “40 below 0” and legitimately thought for a second this was another arbitrary ranking of people under a certain age.
December 6, 2023 at 10:33 AM
Saw “40 below 0” and legitimately thought for a second this was another arbitrary ranking of people under a certain age.
If an angel gets its wings on Christmas when you hear a bell ringing, what happens if you knock a Christmas snow globe off a shelf and shatter it in a glittery mess on the floor? Asking for a friend.
December 4, 2023 at 2:40 AM
If an angel gets its wings on Christmas when you hear a bell ringing, what happens if you knock a Christmas snow globe off a shelf and shatter it in a glittery mess on the floor? Asking for a friend.
Feels like “Ego, fear and money: How the ______ fuse was lit” could be a Mad Lib for most world conflict
The drama inside OpenAI exposed the bitter, long-running feuds between those who worry about the dangers of AI and those trying to make money from it. In and out of the mix are some of the world’s richest men.
Ego, Fear and Money: How the A.I. Fuse Was Lit
The people who were most afraid of the risks of artificial intelligence decided they should be the ones to build it. Then distrust fueled a spiraling competition.
www.nytimes.com
December 3, 2023 at 5:13 PM
Feels like “Ego, fear and money: How the ______ fuse was lit” could be a Mad Lib for most world conflict
There is no logical reason that a sixth-grade girls basketball tournament should cause cardiac near-arrest. And, once again, yet here we are — losing our minds at a 12-11 win in the C bracket.
December 3, 2023 at 2:57 AM
There is no logical reason that a sixth-grade girls basketball tournament should cause cardiac near-arrest. And, once again, yet here we are — losing our minds at a 12-11 win in the C bracket.
