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noalmenclature.bsky.social
Noogle They/Them
@noalmenclature.bsky.social
Just looking for the right void to yell into.
I scraped my thumb on a piece of beef. What is life? Is this how I die? 🤷🤷🤷
February 17, 2025 at 6:28 AM
If everyone is here to escape twitter... Why does everyone keep posting pics of tweets? Stick to your principles. Cut off the attention faucet at twitter.
January 26, 2025 at 6:36 PM
I finished mending my pants! Hooray! Now I just have one shirt and a jacket to get around to.
January 25, 2025 at 9:56 AM
I'm goin swimmin. 🐠🐠🐠
January 22, 2025 at 5:30 PM
Idea: a filter for my phone that turns every photo/mention/instance/story about Trump into a photo/story/etc of Donald Duck.
January 22, 2025 at 10:00 AM
Both of my parents have multiple birthdays.

Mum: her birthday. The birthday of her first knee replacement. The birthday of her second knee replacement.

Dad: his birthday. The birthday on his birth certificate. His spiritual birthday.

And I make sure to call them on each of these auspicious days.
January 22, 2025 at 4:46 AM
How I imagine surgeons talk during surgery:

Doctor: damnit Greg why is your appendix so slippery?

Doctor: come on now Anna, I know bones are hard to move, but could you work with me here?

Doctor: Felix if you don't stop it with this muscle spasm I swear to gosh I'll sew you up right now.

🤣🤣🤣
January 21, 2025 at 7:52 AM
One time, at church, I was singing along to a song I had just rediscovered from my (younger) youth. Suddenly our church band's lead guy comes up and asks me what I'm listening to.

Imagine my surprise to find out it was HIS band from when he was a teen!

Decades later, and across a continent. Neat.
January 20, 2025 at 2:16 AM
Ok, hear me out.

A sitcom called Greyed Expectations wherein a boy raised to marry a girl but instead they become best friends and decide to adopt an orphan girl for some reason a grown ass man and his giant dog and in the end it was Scooby Doo all along.
January 17, 2025 at 8:45 PM
Why dream of a new paradigm? Make it. It's easy.

Last week I dreamt of having a custom duvet cover for my duvet. Now I have it. I just got the materials and made it.

Now go do the same to society. The materials are already widely available, and the systems of distribution are well developed.
January 17, 2025 at 5:50 PM
What's this? A fully completed dinner cover? Huzzah! Not bad for two days work. Mum for scale 😋
January 17, 2025 at 2:22 PM
I low-key like it when my dad's team is losing. Not because I want him to be sad, but because he's SO MUCH MORE entertaining when he's griping. He's friggen hilarious.
January 17, 2025 at 5:09 AM
Off to mums with AN ENTIRE DUVET in my bag. Also my Santa suit? Might as well throw some actual machine stitches on it while her machine is available to me.
January 16, 2025 at 6:41 PM
My dad says the best way to get rid of stuff is to ask the least number of questions about it.

Is this staying? Or is it leaving?

Not sure if he's right, but I do have less stuff now.
January 16, 2025 at 7:04 AM
Hooray! I am now halfway done making a duvet cover for my new duvet!

While I'm glad to be able to use mum's machine, I am angry at whoever thought to insert the bobbin in a way that doesn't allow you to view the remaining thread.
January 15, 2025 at 7:14 AM
I'm off to my mum's to make myself a duvet cover. No I still haven't found my sewing machine pedal. Honestly tho? I would have done a large project like this at mum's anyway. I enjoy the company, and the extra brainstorming power.
January 14, 2025 at 6:34 PM
I do it for the data. That precious precious data.

One day I might even come to have an understanding of the human condition.

I might even end up feeling like one.
January 12, 2025 at 7:38 PM
I'm a reluctant leader. I never meant to become one. I just saw the ending of my favourite activity, and did the only thing I could to stop it.

Years ago that meant booking a room for maybe twenty people to play board games.

Now it means vetting new organisers, checking in with locations, and...
January 12, 2025 at 8:37 AM
A thing I feel like we lost in the digital music era is the feeling of when you would listen to a new band just because their album had sick cover art, and it caught your eye in the record shop/HMV/music store.
January 9, 2025 at 6:52 AM
Waited 45 minutes just to be passed by the bus. Taxi wants an extra tenner because I need to load my grocery wagon. My parents, bless them, offer to come my way in traffic. I finally decide to cross the road and catch the less convenient route the other way. Within minutes of being on that bus
January 9, 2025 at 3:20 AM
I waited an HOUR for my bus, was passed by said bus, and ended up catching the same line in the opposite direction just so I can get to a train line.

I'm cold, hungry, late, and grumpy.

Boooooo
January 9, 2025 at 1:32 AM
I am not above a bit of pettiness.

Also one of my gifts is being able to inconvenience others the exact amount they've inconvenienced me.

🤷🤷🤷
January 8, 2025 at 6:18 AM
Me: bad at choosing what to make.

Him: a picky eater.

So what I do is narrow it down to a few things I want, and I offer him three options. He picks one. We both get fed. Everyone is full and happy/sleepy.
January 8, 2025 at 1:21 AM
I don't mind if the sex industry uses social media to advertise or network, but I'm not a fan of the number of x-rated bot accounts that seem to permeate the internet.

Real hoes talking about their lives? Yes please a.

Fake hoes trying to sell me their only fans? No thanks.
January 8, 2025 at 12:09 AM
Y'know how people from the US will claim to be Irish or whatever because their great-great-great-great-great aunt was Irish?

I feel like they're not far away from labelling their domestic terrorists by their lineage. Like next time some white guy shoots up a mall they're going to blame the Welsh.
January 7, 2025 at 9:26 PM