Kim Usey
@mzyousee.bsky.social
Former journalist-editor-designer-nonprofit maven turned middle school support. Middle school mom. Dog mom. Book mom. Moth mom. Nom mom.
M❤️llybob. She was absolutely the best.
January 30, 2025 at 2:21 AM
M❤️llybob. She was absolutely the best.
Urge them to retain the internationally recognized name. And if they MUST kowtow, because capitalism, do so only by adding something like (“Gulf of America” - U.S.) in smaller italic type below it.
(Which then further serves to show how ridiculous it is.)
(Which then further serves to show how ridiculous it is.)
January 30, 2025 at 2:19 AM
Urge them to retain the internationally recognized name. And if they MUST kowtow, because capitalism, do so only by adding something like (“Gulf of America” - U.S.) in smaller italic type below it.
(Which then further serves to show how ridiculous it is.)
(Which then further serves to show how ridiculous it is.)
Edit the name (once it is changed) and in the meantime, send the feedback that changing the name of an international body of water trafficked by ships from nearly every nation and bordered by the countries of two continents based solely on the political whim of one man does a grave disservice.
January 30, 2025 at 2:18 AM
Edit the name (once it is changed) and in the meantime, send the feedback that changing the name of an international body of water trafficked by ships from nearly every nation and bordered by the countries of two continents based solely on the political whim of one man does a grave disservice.
In the Google Maps app, click on your profile picture. Scroll down to the “Help and Feedback” option. Now you can either select “Edit the map” or “Send product feedback.”
January 30, 2025 at 2:17 AM
In the Google Maps app, click on your profile picture. Scroll down to the “Help and Feedback” option. Now you can either select “Edit the map” or “Send product feedback.”
@pronounced-ing.bsky.social, this is sounding much too much like something I read somewhere
#ourmissinghearts
#ourmissinghearts
January 24, 2025 at 4:05 AM
@pronounced-ing.bsky.social, this is sounding much too much like something I read somewhere
#ourmissinghearts
#ourmissinghearts
I actually looked it up today. Back in the 1970s, this guy declared his own birthday (yep, Jan. 23) to be National Pie Day, and somehow the National Pie Council (yep, there is one) got hold of it and ran with it and here we are.
January 24, 2025 at 4:04 AM
I actually looked it up today. Back in the 1970s, this guy declared his own birthday (yep, Jan. 23) to be National Pie Day, and somehow the National Pie Council (yep, there is one) got hold of it and ran with it and here we are.
I reported every one of them as spam (except Donald, I reported his account for hate speech) and then blocked them.
January 22, 2025 at 2:59 AM
I reported every one of them as spam (except Donald, I reported his account for hate speech) and then blocked them.
When I was nine, I thought the Steve Miller Band was singing “Vitas Gerulaitis” and didn’t know why he would be carrying anyone anywhere. (1977)
January 22, 2025 at 2:53 AM
When I was nine, I thought the Steve Miller Band was singing “Vitas Gerulaitis” and didn’t know why he would be carrying anyone anywhere. (1977)
There’s no unseeing that.
January 21, 2025 at 10:15 PM
There’s no unseeing that.
I love it here, I love it there, I love it forever and everywhere.
January 21, 2025 at 2:10 PM
I love it here, I love it there, I love it forever and everywhere.
But in my feed today, it’s people for whom that meeting was energizing and motivating and inspiring, or who fought the same fight & were terribly proud of her work & of working with her for something important. Who know what we lost & are claiming the space to keep the fight going.
January 20, 2025 at 11:52 PM
But in my feed today, it’s people for whom that meeting was energizing and motivating and inspiring, or who fought the same fight & were terribly proud of her work & of working with her for something important. Who know what we lost & are claiming the space to keep the fight going.
But the parts that make me yawn and roll my eyes are the parts that go farthest afield and I honestly don’t love the show’s grown-up Kirstin almost as much as I do love its young Kirstin. Anyway. I’m really mixed about it. But the snowy Chicago scenes feel right today.
January 20, 2025 at 10:15 PM
But the parts that make me yawn and roll my eyes are the parts that go farthest afield and I honestly don’t love the show’s grown-up Kirstin almost as much as I do love its young Kirstin. Anyway. I’m really mixed about it. But the snowy Chicago scenes feel right today.
I’ve read the book at least six times, maybe twice that. I had super mixed feelings about the series. Still do. Parts of it are really compelling. And parts of it I know now to skip through (boredom, not horror). Some of what I love is what’s the same, and I love some of the different too.
January 20, 2025 at 10:12 PM
I’ve read the book at least six times, maybe twice that. I had super mixed feelings about the series. Still do. Parts of it are really compelling. And parts of it I know now to skip through (boredom, not horror). Some of what I love is what’s the same, and I love some of the different too.
I’ve been watching the Quiet Place trilogy. It was that or Station Eleven all over again, and that’s probably still next.
January 20, 2025 at 10:07 PM
I’ve been watching the Quiet Place trilogy. It was that or Station Eleven all over again, and that’s probably still next.
Surely they will come to their senses.
January 20, 2025 at 8:29 PM
Surely they will come to their senses.
I just posted about this. Nutshell: my son and I wound up helping a homeless neighbor get some warm things, with help from someone else who started off negative about the homeless man & then did some good. It was all only a small thing. But we set those small things like candles against the dark.
January 20, 2025 at 8:27 PM
I just posted about this. Nutshell: my son and I wound up helping a homeless neighbor get some warm things, with help from someone else who started off negative about the homeless man & then did some good. It was all only a small thing. But we set those small things like candles against the dark.
So on this day when I feel so bleak and hopeless about what lies ahead, this stranger (who probably could use a hand himself) helped my boy help someone else. This is what it’s going to take. This is what, if anything, will get us through. One day, one help, one person at a time. ✊
January 20, 2025 at 8:22 PM
So on this day when I feel so bleak and hopeless about what lies ahead, this stranger (who probably could use a hand himself) helped my boy help someone else. This is what it’s going to take. This is what, if anything, will get us through. One day, one help, one person at a time. ✊
…and then Little and I both said “Thank you,” and the worker said “You’re welcome, I just left the bag by their door,” and I thanked him for that kindness. Now Little wants to bring the worker coffee, which we will do with a gift card on a day when he’s not working outside in a freeze. (one last…)
January 20, 2025 at 8:16 PM
…and then Little and I both said “Thank you,” and the worker said “You’re welcome, I just left the bag by their door,” and I thanked him for that kindness. Now Little wants to bring the worker coffee, which we will do with a gift card on a day when he’s not working outside in a freeze. (one last…)
“I guess you could leave them here and if we see them we could give… naw. Let me have them. I’ll walk them out there. I’ll do it now and you can see.” He took the bag and did just that. It was kind of a scramble across a ditch, through some trees, to this lone tarp tent. We waited as he’d asked….
January 20, 2025 at 8:13 PM
“I guess you could leave them here and if we see them we could give… naw. Let me have them. I’ll walk them out there. I’ll do it now and you can see.” He took the bag and did just that. It was kind of a scramble across a ditch, through some trees, to this lone tarp tent. We waited as he’d asked….
One of the workers at the shop saw us driving slowly and looking, and waved us down. “Can I help you?” “Do you know if anyone is camping out there?” I asked him. “Yeah. I leave them alone. Did one bother you?” “No,” Little said. “We got him some socks.” The worker stepped back a second. (more…)
January 20, 2025 at 8:11 PM
One of the workers at the shop saw us driving slowly and looking, and waved us down. “Can I help you?” “Do you know if anyone is camping out there?” I asked him. “Yeah. I leave them alone. Did one bother you?” “No,” Little said. “We got him some socks.” The worker stepped back a second. (more…)