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Tippi Hedren Collider
@linanneblack.bsky.social
Purveyor of whimsical twaddle.

My posts: https://bsky.app/profile/did:plc:swl3sbmkwcyppnd6uwwgvc3o/feed/aaaonfm4k3tfk
Me: @linanneblack2.bsky.social
Secret third thing: blandshaming.ca
If you are able to help: https://ko-fi.com/linanneblack
🍁 she/her/elle
your last saved meme is your moral philosophy
November 17, 2025 at 12:17 PM
Pay & Park & Pay
November 4, 2025 at 3:23 AM
This is how I'm gonna look every time someone dislikes one of my posts
November 2, 2025 at 1:34 AM
Texting with me during the spooky season
October 21, 2025 at 12:18 AM
Santé!
October 19, 2025 at 7:47 PM
I didn't snap one this morning, but here's the last time it happened:
October 18, 2025 at 1:27 AM
The listing doesn't mention whether or not it's cursed, but hey, perhaps a fresh curse could neutralise whatever's been going on around here lately.
October 15, 2025 at 2:42 PM
I couldn't find a vintage photo of my own quickly enough, but here's how it looks today, on Street View:
September 28, 2025 at 2:19 PM
If you see this, quote with the energy you bring to Bluesky
September 16, 2025 at 3:12 AM
What is the hardest line ever said in the history of cinema?

"You see, there are still faint glimmers of civilization left in this barbaric slaughterhouse that was once known as humanity. Indeed that's what we provide in our own modest, humble, insignificant ... oh, fuck it."
August 25, 2025 at 2:29 AM
YAY! Same, but for me it was The Man from UNCLE, a little Starsky & Hutch, and most importantly, Mission: Impossible.
July 16, 2025 at 1:50 AM
Here's me, noticing from across the room.
June 10, 2025 at 12:01 AM
"Zigfried," I ask, "Would you like to cleanse people's timelines for Caturday?"
He turns to gaze toward the window for a long and silent moment, and I think perhaps the conversation is over. Finally, however, he lets out a short sigh. "What I would LIKE," he replies pointedly, "is to order a steak."
February 15, 2025 at 10:26 PM
Success.
February 10, 2025 at 8:34 PM
Yay! MISERYYYYY!
February 8, 2025 at 5:29 PM
Formative years: Warner Brothers, even though my grandmother painted for Disney Canada. I am also of 'Simpsons seasons 1-10' age.
January 29, 2025 at 1:56 PM
Oh no. A lot of them, I'm afraid. My critical opinions on movies and theatre are often more secret than my underground monorail. Paris, Texas comes to mind. People on here often cite it as a favourite. Please don't come for me.
January 29, 2025 at 5:47 AM
So hard to award one for being the best, because who the hell am I? However, I am awfully fond of the Microraptor, as well as the much-maligned Archaeopteryx.
January 29, 2025 at 4:46 AM
GAH!! Okay, okay. That's actually a tricky one, because I'm now unable to eat artificial colours and flavours without becoming a colour, myself. However, I checked the secure records depository seven storeys beneath my house, and I can tell you that the answer used to be: "lime."
January 29, 2025 at 4:42 AM
Wasps had been getting into the house, shortly after I bought it, and as I stood in the front garden I saw one pass straight through the crumbling pointing into the wall. I shouted OH YOU BAG OF DICKS, then turned to see my new neighbour staring at me, from where she definitely couldn't see a wasp.
January 29, 2025 at 4:30 AM
Perfect! I had the plans done up once I realised I could no longer leave the property on foot, but I still wanted to vanquish my enemy Axminster, and also go get lattes and stuff. I hired an architect who wore turtlenecks, and we got it done without asking permission first OR forgiveness afterward.
January 29, 2025 at 4:14 AM
Thanks! Sadly, no. I used to be a set and costume designer for live performance, and a scenic artist / props builder before that. Unfortunately, I now have a permanent chemical injury, so my primary gig is as a social media manager. I volunteer to be smashed into other particles at high velocity.
January 29, 2025 at 3:36 AM
Hello! It's an excellent question since they have shown an interest in and it's lousy with bunnies. It turns out the answer was to, 1) put bungee straps on the garbage cans, and 2) paint a fake tunnel on the rock face. They usually miss the real entrance, as a result.
January 29, 2025 at 3:32 AM
Oh my goodness. Yes, I still haven't found a way to get there in person to take a look around. It was a space that my parents had rented, and it was part of an old paper mill on the river. I had spent so much time there as a child, and now it has no roof, no floor in places ... graffiti everywhere.
January 29, 2025 at 3:20 AM
Aww, thank you so much! That certainly improves my evening. 💚
January 29, 2025 at 3:16 AM