Sounding my barbaric yawp over the roofs of bluesky now.
Used the moniker “Ma Bailey’s Telephone” on the bird site for awhile. Reconnect!
We were lucky. Dad’s car started going downhill the same time his eyesight did. He’s a guy who’s almost always done his own repairs so when he says he’s going to fix it up we just nod and say, okay. Never gonna happen, so he won’t be driving.
Oh, fun fact: police who use excessive force such as punching and kicking may be sued for their actions and found liable, but guess who pays the settlements? How do you feel about your tax dollars—to the tune of MILLIONS of dollars—going to exonerate rogue cops?
Violently *confront* is a rhetorical choice meant to dilute the commentary.
Let alone one that’s 45+ years old and hasn’t been properly maintained due to scarce parts.
If this were my book club I’d go every month, instead of pretending I have other commitments…
(Thread) It's the 10th anniversary of my first book club talk as an author today. Author book talks are often a little odd. Mine involved a crumbling Victorian Scottish mansion, 7 daschunds, a bathtub of rubber duckies, 3 huge plates of sausage rolls and a large man in a kilt with no underpants. (1)
Question for bluesky hive mind:
I ran out of printer ink and saved my tax return to my desktop in word. Now it only opens in pdf and it’s blank. Anyone know what to do?
The Alitos should take a hint from the royal family: never complain, never explain.
Not an anglophone but damn, QE had a good run pretty much staying above the fray.
Or art by people who don’t know who they are and are working it out through creative means and when that output connects with an audience, there’s magic.
I found this little girl beside a building. She was only weeks old and all alone. She looks big and scary here, but she’s delicate and docile. A sweetheart.
Lawyers, guns & money?
Let’s go Mets?
Let’s get married?
Last glacial maximum?
Little green men?
So many possibilities…
The bald guy in the blue tennies is the gun shop owner, hoping one of these trigger-happy dicks doesn’t accidentally off somebody. The rest are cosplaying Urban Cowboy, 2024.
So what’s the strategy when your financial life is crumbling before your eyes? “Start your own business! Be your own boss!” They said. “Follow your bliss!” They said.
Well fuck that.
I worked with National Register properties for decades. I never heard of a requirement to be open one day a year. Is that an Oregon thing? Did designees receive state funding? It’s an odd requirement otherwise.
I drove old-school Honda Civics for 20 years—probably half a million miles on 2 cars. I’m in a Kia soul now, but I wouldn’t mind going back to a Honda—they’re great cars.
60s: if I order online they’ll bring it right to my door and I never have to leave the house.
That’s the dumbest thing I’ve ever seen. We hauled ten times that much hay in a WAGON pulled by a standard pickup. How many trips are they planning to make? And can they charge it fast enough to get the hay in before it rains? 🤣🤣🤣
Uh… ever studied anything about symbolism? Anything? Ever?
Gotta force kids into private schools—there’s money to be made!!!!
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Hey you can follow if you want but I’m not really going anywhere with this
I’m so sad that I couldn’t see aurora borealis last night in PA. Either we’re too far south or it was too overcast. I’m amazed by the photos today!
I always mow on the highest setting and use absolutely no chemicals on my lawn. I “fertilize” with the grass clippings. I only mow because our town fines us for grass over 6” (mine is usually about that high). I go crazy with my borders, but overall, I have a pretty yard.
Doesn’t he have a job—one that I’m paying him to do?
Oh, I loved Sorrento! I want to go back so badly…
The needs of ANY industry are put before the needs of human citizens. We’re just funding it all through our taxes. Our individual lives don’t matter.
As a former 16-year-old let me just say: no. No no no no no.
I really hope you’re right but the “anyone but Biden” cohort seems still strong—at least in my backwater. Just today saw a “Don’t blame me I voted for Trump” bumper sticker.
Sounds like a witch hunt. Or maybe a snipe hunt.
Tally ho, boys
News got you down? Here’s a wholesome story about taking ketamine at work and meeting the president of Ireland.
For those who don't know this story, which I first shared six years ago today....
This one time I got my days wrong at work and ended up alone in a room with my boss and the President of Ireland while I was on ketamine.
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I was in a ladies restroom the other day & heard a male voice a few stalls down. It made me a little uncomfortable, but turned out to be an older gentleman helping a woman in a wheelchair. Not sure why they didn’t use the private “family” restroom, but I admired his dedication. Get a grip, people.
I’m pleased to say I don’t know (or care) who that person is.
I assigned it as a reading I. A comp & rhet class and I promise half the students took it literally. Of the other half, a big portion were not sure and waited to hear what everyone else said about it.