“Don’t let them eat cake!”

one cannoli should be referred to as a ‘cannolus’ and I will never retreat from this position

resolution: accumulate microplastics, create hypothesised ‘macro-plastic’

anyway if we simply must keep doing prestige streaming adaptations of video games every year we don't get a WOLFENSTEIN series starring Alan Ritchson is a year wasted

people in novels are always looking over ‘steepled fingers’ at each other. seldom any opportunities for this in daily life, my fingers ache for a good steeplin’

sorry folks, just opened my browser in read only by accident, so there’ll be no changes made to the Internet for a while. got my best people working on it

most of my feed seems to be pictures of birds, but I’m trying to be immune to propaganda so every time I see a northern saw-whet owl I will simply shake my head and overlook their plight

linguistics demand: we need to start drawing a distinction between skeletons (actual bones, the foundation of vertebrata, solemn reminder of mortality) and skellingtons (your fun little Halloween guys, morbid but cheeky, making little clattering sounds when they walk)

found yer ma in a Croatian supermarket

I was planning to stay on Twitter for a while yet, but in the last three hours my feed’s been nothing but right-wing horseshit about Clarkson and “wokeness”, whatever that is. I had the name “Elon Musk” as a blocked phrase and now I’m inexplicably seeing his tweets. Fuck that up a wall

NYT: Trump Appoints Belphegor, Grand Duke of Tartarus and Render of All Flesh, as ‘General Comptroller’ - Democrats “Cautiously Optimistic”

it’s all too nice and quiet around here. Bluesky needs more of what Twitter has in abundance:
1. journalists grasping for relevance
2. a rotating cast of Genuine Cranks who can be the main character
3. those who are merely amusingly deranged
4. people called “bront goofus” and things of that nature