Steve Saidby
@stevesaidby.bsky.social
word-wright (and glutton for perception) with a palette of letters, syntax brushes, and a collection of punctuation marks, possessed by demons of his own contrivance,
How is it only 2:45 pm? I've been here for yeeeeeaaaaaars.
December 4, 2025 at 7:43 PM
How is it only 2:45 pm? I've been here for yeeeeeaaaaaars.
I think I might've been better off of fewer people told me they expected great things from me.
December 2, 2025 at 1:39 PM
I think I might've been better off of fewer people told me they expected great things from me.
this ride sucks, i'm making it worse for everyone else, i'd like off now
November 30, 2025 at 6:29 PM
this ride sucks, i'm making it worse for everyone else, i'd like off now
kinda neat how under the highway the traffic above sounds like waves on the shore
November 30, 2025 at 4:14 PM
kinda neat how under the highway the traffic above sounds like waves on the shore
i'm just a stick figured drawn with trembling fingers, wearing clothes as wrinkled as his soul, marvelling at all the straight lines that surround me,
November 28, 2025 at 2:28 AM
i'm just a stick figured drawn with trembling fingers, wearing clothes as wrinkled as his soul, marvelling at all the straight lines that surround me,
i like to walk around the house before sunrise with the lights off, gliding through the darkness, awash in shadows, the illusion broken briefly on the occasional stubbed toe
November 26, 2025 at 11:33 AM
i like to walk around the house before sunrise with the lights off, gliding through the darkness, awash in shadows, the illusion broken briefly on the occasional stubbed toe
the crushing weight of thought
November 25, 2025 at 4:57 PM
the crushing weight of thought
I think Mambo No. 5 is an evergreen banger that could only be improved by Lou Bega reading Lovecraft's Eldritch dramatis personae instead of his own base conquests.
November 24, 2025 at 1:47 PM
I think Mambo No. 5 is an evergreen banger that could only be improved by Lou Bega reading Lovecraft's Eldritch dramatis personae instead of his own base conquests.
a wrinkled soul wearing starched flesh
November 21, 2025 at 5:17 PM
a wrinkled soul wearing starched flesh
the keystroke litany of thought
November 21, 2025 at 5:16 PM
the keystroke litany of thought
I like to relax by putting in my Loop earplugs and having some quality time; just me and my tinnitus.
November 18, 2025 at 6:56 PM
I like to relax by putting in my Loop earplugs and having some quality time; just me and my tinnitus.
These new Pokemon starters are wild.
November 16, 2025 at 9:12 PM
These new Pokemon starters are wild.
I'm in an on-again-off-again relationship with reality in general, TBH.
November 15, 2025 at 5:40 PM
I'm in an on-again-off-again relationship with reality in general, TBH.
I have a favorite section to use of the supermarket parking lot. I call it the Lt Colonel's Choice Club, because it always smells like the fried chicken they sell in their deli department. Best way to bookend the tragicomedy that is grocery shopping.
November 14, 2025 at 4:30 PM
I have a favorite section to use of the supermarket parking lot. I call it the Lt Colonel's Choice Club, because it always smells like the fried chicken they sell in their deli department. Best way to bookend the tragicomedy that is grocery shopping.
Did not have "bawling on the toilet" penciled in on my agenda today. I hope this unscheduled emotional experience doesn't infringe too much on my busy day of self-loathing.
November 12, 2025 at 1:39 PM
Did not have "bawling on the toilet" penciled in on my agenda today. I hope this unscheduled emotional experience doesn't infringe too much on my busy day of self-loathing.
There is absolutely nothing stopping you from putting instant mashed potatoes in your Kraft Mac and Cheese. Perhaps adding a healthy dollop of Sriracha. Nothing, At All, stands in your way.
November 10, 2025 at 5:03 PM
There is absolutely nothing stopping you from putting instant mashed potatoes in your Kraft Mac and Cheese. Perhaps adding a healthy dollop of Sriracha. Nothing, At All, stands in your way.
If it wasn't for marketing spam I'd think no one knew I existed at all.
November 7, 2025 at 2:31 PM
If it wasn't for marketing spam I'd think no one knew I existed at all.
There is nothing stopping you from buying a jar of Taco Bell brand queso, spreading it between two pieces of toast, and eating that as a sandwich. I know, because they haven't stopped me yet.
November 5, 2025 at 10:56 PM
There is nothing stopping you from buying a jar of Taco Bell brand queso, spreading it between two pieces of toast, and eating that as a sandwich. I know, because they haven't stopped me yet.
When did self care become angrily eating 1 donut and 2 peanut butter cups in the 7-11 parking lot?
October 31, 2025 at 12:44 AM
When did self care become angrily eating 1 donut and 2 peanut butter cups in the 7-11 parking lot?
pretending to be a person is really hard when you're little more than poetic expressions of "death sounds really nice right now" escaping a skull like the last gas in a punctured balloon
October 30, 2025 at 12:15 PM
pretending to be a person is really hard when you're little more than poetic expressions of "death sounds really nice right now" escaping a skull like the last gas in a punctured balloon
i walked into the forest this morning, unsure where my steps would lead, whether they would decide I could return home, or that I should sit on a mushroom adorned log and breathe deeply of the spore laden air,
October 28, 2025 at 2:52 PM
i walked into the forest this morning, unsure where my steps would lead, whether they would decide I could return home, or that I should sit on a mushroom adorned log and breathe deeply of the spore laden air,
locked in my closet, watching the world through the window in my hands,
October 28, 2025 at 12:34 AM
locked in my closet, watching the world through the window in my hands,
Let's just see how the little people in my phone are doing. Well, I see. Very good, very good. Cheery-O.
October 27, 2025 at 7:34 PM
Let's just see how the little people in my phone are doing. Well, I see. Very good, very good. Cheery-O.
Sometimes it feels like I went further and got more done before I got on the wagon. It always feels like folks liked me more.
October 25, 2025 at 11:13 AM
Sometimes it feels like I went further and got more done before I got on the wagon. It always feels like folks liked me more.
Aging "gracefully" implies that somewhere, somewhen, someone, has done so clumsily.
"I turned 45 this year, and burned myself with every every candle along the way."
"I turned 45 this year, and burned myself with every every candle along the way."
October 21, 2025 at 12:33 PM
Aging "gracefully" implies that somewhere, somewhen, someone, has done so clumsily.
"I turned 45 this year, and burned myself with every every candle along the way."
"I turned 45 this year, and burned myself with every every candle along the way."