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This Is Noir House
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Why aren't I writing?
I should be writing.
Those demons won't take care of themselves.
It would be so much worse if they did...
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@danielmconnolly.bsky.social
Every day's a punk day if you stick enough safety pins through it.
November 28, 2025 at 4:00 AM
What's this Nesselrode poppycock?
November 28, 2025 at 12:15 AM
$1.50 is roughly $28.50, inflation-adjusted. What a glorious Thanksgiving bargain!
November 28, 2025 at 12:15 AM
Pops began screaming about corruption and replacement when questioned about the wishbone blockchain.
November 27, 2025 at 11:15 PM
Is that what I really look like?
November 27, 2025 at 10:02 PM
Don't forget your papers and your proper travel uniform!
November 27, 2025 at 2:45 PM
Who knows what shadows lurk in the heart of the city? Bigfoot baby? Fae trap? Tree blight? These courageous canines aim to find out!
November 26, 2025 at 2:45 PM
I warned them about shambling mounds, twig blights, and sasquatch structures. They don't listen.
November 26, 2025 at 2:45 PM
The most shocking thing here is the spelling of reënlistment with the e-umlaut.
November 25, 2025 at 2:45 PM
That judge and his wife had no choice but to watch the offending material. In private. With soft lighting and a bottle of Courvoisier.

He did if for the people!
November 24, 2025 at 3:56 PM
Always with the tote bags.
November 23, 2025 at 3:26 PM
Ol' Floyd was quite a character.
November 22, 2025 at 2:35 PM
Everyone's a critic.
November 21, 2025 at 2:58 AM
Look, I'm sorry 'bout yer fish, but if you come for the dog...

Also, please don't take my criticism of your muffins so harshly, Mrs. Coolidge.
November 20, 2025 at 2:36 PM
I'm sure it won't surprise you that Radiana, the "mechanical man," was not an actual robot - there was a small woman inside operating the robot. Rumor has it, after 3 years working together, she declined a marriage proposal from magician Professor John Popjie.
November 19, 2025 at 2:52 PM
In case you really need to see Mrs. Coolidge's pie...
November 18, 2025 at 2:54 PM
An abundance of cornmeal muffin recipes. I'm told abundance is hip.

I'll go with Yates' recipe because it's from IL.

In 1888, Yates married Ellen Wadsworth, also a native of Jacksonville, IL.

Was Ida your mother, Ellen? Your governess? Old Nanna Wadsworth?

I need to know.
November 18, 2025 at 2:54 PM
I don't think I need to know about Coolidge's muffins.

I should be delving into Queen Marie's recipes.
November 18, 2025 at 2:54 PM
Mr. Flannigan cleared concussion protocol and was sent back in, accompanied by a roar from the crowd.

Hale and hearty ain't what it used to be.
November 17, 2025 at 3:51 PM
The merriment continued until unconsciousness came to him again, about 9:30 o'clock. Fifteen minutes later he was dead.
November 17, 2025 at 3:51 PM
There's more than one way to report a story.

That gnu was right, no news is good news.

Good news is deadly!
November 17, 2025 at 3:51 PM
I'm sure it was all above board.

That's barely $1.9 million, inflation-adjusted.

Probably pocket change for our mysterious banker who definitely did nothing untoward.
November 16, 2025 at 3:42 PM
Doesn't quite have the same ring to it as "Riiiiicola!"

At least it has an astonishing promptitude.
November 15, 2025 at 4:05 PM
Imagine a dimension as vast as space & as timeless as infinity...the middle ground between light and shadow. A dimension where you must tell people you want seedless raisins.

This is where things went wrong. P&G thought they were helping, but you know how these things go.

24 pies men like...
November 14, 2025 at 3:01 PM
They really want you to know about surcingles.

I'm going to be saying surcingles all day.
November 13, 2025 at 4:11 PM