I got that dog in me (I’m scared of the doorbell)

A portrait I drew of my cat Lady Larken (of Duloc) a while back. Some routine lab work came back abnormal this week, so I'm thinking of her more than usual. I do love this little bean. 💕

Proud to be one of the 350 rabbis signing this statement — an ad in the NYT today and a declaration of our values.

www.theguardian.com/us-news/2025...

For more—and to sign— go to

saynotoethniccleansing.org

Some owlbear studies from my sketchbook #kaseyart #illustration #penandink

I sincerely don’t know why people aren’t physically stopping those dorks. Move shit. Lock doors. Lose the keys. Everyone switch seats. Turn off all the lights. Switch the signs on the elevator lobby. Make the settings all silly. Use a different language. Wear costumes. Fill rooms with balloons

Getting a bit in my feelings with the #Leopards.

every day i find out what cartoonishly evil thing they did, like uh oh! tesla intern octavius fiddlehorne has deleted the database at the research institute for cancer in kids. and all i can do is post until i find the words that activate one of my followers to go manchurian candidate on elon musk

I know this can sound like trite and insincere advice, but it's almost annoying how much it can help sometimes.

Take a walk.

Think of one thing you're grateful for, no matter how small.

Think of one small thing that is in your control that you can do right now, and do that thing.

If you find yourself reconsidering where to buy your books in light of Target ending DEI, don't forget your local independent bookstores! I'll happily spend a bit more, and wait a little longer for my pre-ordera #booksky #target

“Sauve qui peut”. This is a French phrase that translates to something like “run for your life!” or “every man for himself!”, indicating a chaotic or dangerous situation. Postcard from my collection, no date/info.

My sleep paralysis demon is the active fear I've gone blind until I manage to wake myself up.

me, when I gain followers by posting absolutely nothing:

Don’t be glum about the long, cold winter. Look around: the trees are busy, not sleeping. When the temperature permits, cells in this bud are dividing, maturing into flowers, leaves, stems. The cambium, maker of all the trees, is preparing for its spring festivities. Be like a tree: keep growing.

I just need a space to air my BS and look at memes, you know?