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Tim
@timdromedary.bsky.social
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I've got a History degree and work at an environmental testing lab: my resume sounds like something Verbal Kint would make up. Rich in cats and books. Mandolin player. Crocheter. DFTBA. Coastal Georgia. He/Him
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No prob! I've always gotten a kick out of their sign, bet your key guy will too
A very weathered sign at a locksmith's shop. It has the name Bradley's in large black letters at center. On the left is a pair of scissors and the words "we sharpen anything but your wits", on the right it says "we fix anything but a broken" above a heart with an arrow through it
November 12, 2025 at 8:32 PM
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This cat may have gotten too socialized
A tortie cat stretched out very long on my legs
August 26, 2025 at 2:04 AM
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I finally spotted a Mitchison in the wild! @amalelmohtar.com would be proud. Is book hunting a different form of bird watching?
The spine of a black hardcover book. There are gilded stripes above and below a gilded rectangle with the title and author in black text. It reads Blood of the Martyrs Naomi Mitchison.
July 21, 2025 at 11:46 PM
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I try to resist the "well, actually" urge, but this is so interesting. Typing makes total sense from the pose of the chick. I thought it was because of the white above black, like a 20th century secretary, kind of a pencil skirt look.
A Secretary Bird walking in the savanna. It's like an eagle on crane legs. It looks like it has on little black pants and a pen behind the ear.
July 20, 2025 at 8:41 AM
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Today's finished page. My favorite detail on this page is that Atlantis is so variable it can't be completed.
Page 47 of This is How You Lose the Time War, in cursive. Black ink except for the first two words "Atlantis sinks" which are red.
July 14, 2025 at 12:08 AM
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Two pages from my manuscript project
Handwritten copies of page 12 and 21 from This is How You Lose the Time War. Page 12 is mostly in red ink and a fairly naive print handwriting. Page 21 is mostly in blue ink and a decidedly extra cursive.
July 5, 2025 at 1:43 PM
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This is Cosima. She is proud and independent and does not cuddle. Except for once a day, when I am trying to put on my socks and shoes, she becomes the neediest cat on earth
A tortoise shell cat is leaning against a man's knee in dark blue denim. She has a tiny blep, a slightly demented expression, and is stretching one paw with claws extended towards the camera
May 21, 2025 at 12:18 PM
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See helpful graphic:
The wikipedia page listing synonyms for "shut up", including "belt up", "cork it", "shut one's cake hole", "wind one's neck in" and about 2 dozen others.
April 5, 2025 at 12:57 AM
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I knew this would come in handy:
A tardigrade playing a violin, holding it like a cello. The scale at the bottom of the image says 100 micrometers. The tardigrade is probably about 150 micrometers, the violin about 90.
March 18, 2025 at 10:45 PM
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Not an expert, but I knew I had seen images of modern animals in the style of paleoart, and after some digging, found a whole book on the topic: All Yesterdays. The image is from a blog reviewing the book and includes a trunkless elephant.
January 6, 2025 at 3:17 PM
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A new year's gift: imagine all the decisions necessary to design, produce, and install this street sign.
A yellow diamond Intersection Ahead sign for Guatemala St, except it's misspelled as "gautemala"
December 31, 2024 at 4:53 PM
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I looked at this contents page and said, man, those are some tMG titles. Probably says more about me than you really. Credit to Prof Rodney Jones and his 1985 collection The Unborn
A title page from a poetry book. The titles are Mountain Goats-esque from the simple "Dry Socket", to the oddly evocative "Simulated Woodgrain Vinyl", and the baroque "Recurrence of Acrophobia at an Abandoned Quarry"
December 31, 2024 at 4:52 AM
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A grubby white wooden door leaning against a grey wood fence. It has "Heaven's" written on it in hot pink capital letters
December 23, 2024 at 4:25 PM
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The longer, kinda rambling build-up to that line is pretty great, too
December 8, 2024 at 1:26 AM
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WIP, blanket for a colleague's baby. About halfway through
Crocheted blanket in a ripple pattern stitch using a rainbow yarn. Yellow, red, orange and blue are the dominant colors, covering several rows each. Green and purple appear in brief, incomplete stripes
November 29, 2024 at 12:57 AM
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I can confirm the coconut mailing as well. With vintage dad joke.
Coconut with faded priority mail tape. My hand is covering my very old address, but the words "to Tim" are written in sharpie on the shell. Reverse of mailed coconut. Shell has the message "Tim, I thought this was a 'nutty' thing to do. Dad Hawaii 95" written in sharpie.
October 16, 2024 at 1:19 AM
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Repost with something you own that most people don't.

I have an anvil my great-grandfather made from a piece of railroad track
An anvil made from a piece of railroad track. The top is about 18 inches long and comes to a point on one end. The metal is pitted and slightly rusted.
October 15, 2024 at 12:32 PM
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This description of the name of the mountain is metal as fuck
Portion of Wikipedia article on K2, quoting climber Fosco Maraini on the mountain's name: "...just the bare bones of a name, all rock and ice and storm and abyss. It makes no attempt to sound human. It is atoms and stars. It has the nakedness of the world before the first man--or of the cindered planet after the last."
October 8, 2024 at 12:12 PM
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Oddly one of the most accurate personality quizzes I've ever done.
October 7, 2024 at 11:50 PM
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Bluesky now has over 10 million users, and I was #1,460,858!
September 17, 2024 at 9:59 PM
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I am incapable of missing a chance to show off my '56 Gibson electric mandolin
A 1956 Gibson electric mandolin on a shelf with a pipe, a Lego figure of Janet from the Muppets and other tchotches. The mandolin has a mahogany body maybe best described as a SG with a dad bod, the cutest 4 pole P-90 pickup ever, and one tone and one volume knob. The headstock is the classic two scroll Gibson 4 and 4 Mando design
September 13, 2024 at 1:51 AM
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In exchange, and by way of saying thank you -- Repentance and Repair helped me make some incredibly difficult apologies -- here's a poem I think about often, from Elegy for the Southern Drawl, by Rodney Jones
from Elegy for the Southern Drawl, by Rodney Jones. Advice If I were you, it would make perfect sense To listen to what my Aunt Zettie, In a fit of chuckling, on her ninety- Eighth birthday, said to my mother In regard to our Uncle Ollie. Now He has been dead almost forty years, But when he was still a young man And ripping logs into planks at the sawmill, He forgot himself, his shirt caught, And the blade severed his left arm Between the elbow and the shoulder. Which explains how he came to work For the railroad, and why I remember him On a black bicycle, ferrying parcels Between the post office and the depot. The only part of the story I did not know Was that one of the neighbors took The arm, dressed it in the sleeve of a suit, And buried it in the Falkville cemetery, A thing that seemed only reasonable. But the arm continued to hurt, a phenomenon Anyone can read of, and that poets love Because it is called ghost pain, though for Ollie, The terrible, compelling interest of that pain page two of Advice Stood like a trestle between him and sleep, And he had to sleep to work, didn't he? It makes perfect sense that he would have reason To listen to even the town crackpot, A bearded scavenger who interpreted clouds, Who hung out on the wrought-iron bench In front of the barbershop and made a spectacle Of himself, purchasing warts from children. All the man told him was to dig up the arm And bury it again, this time not flat like a body, But vertically, with the hand raised, The way an arm should be buried If a man wants to go on with his life. Maybe it was a dumb idea, but Ollie had it done And the arm never hurt him again ---- What do you want me to say? The oak Speaks as well as I do. It says, Listen. Whoever you are, if I were you, I would do exactly what you do. It makes perfect sense that your pain is not my pain.
September 9, 2024 at 1:14 PM
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So that's why Aye-ayes look like this?
An aye-aye, a species of lemur which looks kind of like a possum on a three day bender with large dark orange eyes, or as Douglas Adams described it, "Marty Feldman's eyes".
September 2, 2024 at 12:48 PM
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Crochet stuff: my kid found me organizing the yarn cache a while back, and we talked about what she'd like in a blanket, what colors I had, etc. she made pic 1, and I'm making pic 2, variations on single and half double back loops to evoke the scribbles of her sketch
Note paper with bright crayon scribbles alternating with white, the non white stripes are, top to bottom, red, orange, yellow, purple, pink, red, orange The first 4 stripes of the project, red, white, orange, white (in progress). The variations of stitches gives each stripe a slightly different texture.
September 1, 2024 at 1:23 AM
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When the glue rotted out and my paperback copy fell apart, I rebound it. Clearly it's not perfect, but I'm pleased with it, and it seemed appropriate.
A copy of The Name of the Rose rebound as a hardcover in dark blue book cloth with the title panels from the trade paperback pasted on. A red ribbon bookmark is visible between the top page edges
August 30, 2024 at 9:34 AM