Just casually displaying a man's severed finger after fishing it out of his own stomach, along with his last meal (French cuisine, Dr. Ogden speculates) while poor Crabtree struggles not to lose the contents of his own stomach.

"Wine comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye;
That's all we shall know for truth
Before we grow old and die.
I lift the glass to my mouth,
I look at you, and I sigh."
- WB Yeats

Just finishing up Susannah Cahalan's "Brain on Fire" a memoir about her experience with a form of autoimmune encephalitis. I'm also a former Fannibal, so when she describes her neurologist having her draw a clock, I was like !!!

And in that spirit: I love this art by @darcyisspidey.bsky.social

Today is Trans Day of Visibility! And your friendly neighborhood Venom cosplayer is here to say: respect the trans homies or I let my symbiote eat your face. 😈

Photos L-R by KameraNinja, Patrick St Amour, Teri G

Anyways I'm posting about transphobia today because I'm still searingly, incoherently, spitting fucking furiously mad about the erasure of trans people from the American National Parks Monument to FUCKING STONEWALL.

So obviously I wasn't really using the platform anymore, but today I made it official. Twitter meant a lot to me over the years, especially as a SW space, and I guess I was holding onto the memories in a way. But folks are right: any bar that lets nazis in is a nazi bar, and I won't drink there.

I am guilty of crafting sincere, thoughtful answers to what are clearly bad faith comments. I tell myself it's for the benefit of others reading. It's really just my neurospicy hope that if they only had the right info, they'd be good people!
But. I'm also getting really good at editing! See drafts.

The lhasa apso reminds me of Janice from The Muppets.

Toy Group prompts the most laughter at how silly and yet kissable the dogs look.

Winner of the group this year is a shih tzu named Comet. @dangerboyshow.bsky.social remarks: "that dog looks like a drag queen".

(Her eyeliner is flawless.)

The live chat on YouTube is consistently entertaining.

(Bourbon is a dog.)

Today I jumped into frozen Lake Ontario with some burlesque friends to raise money for the Special Olympics. It was fun! (And cold.)
Pictured: me and team captain @wtf-elle.bsky.social doing our plunge

Colleague comes to chat, asks why I'm holding pliers.
"I'm watering my cacti."
"... with pliers?"
"Yes."

Did this sign just call me a toilet?

WOW.

Right, so X is cooked, then.

Walked into an sbux this morning to pick up my pre-day-of-teaching latte, and see an online order waiting for someone whose name is the same as the one I used when I was working in the Toronto clubs. 🤗

True.

Tassels of Terror 2! A sexier, scarier sequel. Join us Oct 28th in Kingston.

www.eventbrite.com/e/tassels-of...

*yawn*