people who just want to see the world burn.

It stands to reason that if set on fire, their entire world will be, in fact, burning.

🫡

He can end it as fast as the troops can march home.

LFG

Will reading past the abstract help me fall asleep?

- me at 3am

Despite temptation, I have not once yelled that at the perma-protestors at a nearby abortion clinic. I also have not thrown fake fetuses, nor installed a high-dB air horn and hoped for a drive-by coronary.

I am the embodiment of restraint. Or something.

https://myanimelist.net/anime/578/Hotaru_no_Haka?cat=anime

They told me what I wanted to hear. And they’re so chrasimatic!

“Well we can’t release just some of the files, we have to wait for this new bureaucratic hurdle to be cleared.”

More stalling.

I realize this isn’t very helpful in the practical sense, but sometimes a cynical snort can help in the moment.

I don’t think it’s particularly rare (and a quick look at ebay seems to back that up, some sold for less than they did new 30 years ago). It’s just a quirky piece of rock history that would have been neat to have growing up.

Once in a while I’ll circle back and smack teenage me in the head for passing on the CD pressing that still said Green Jellö. Teenage me was confused because all he knew was “Green Jellÿ.” So that’s what he bought.

Same shipping trip, teenage me also passed on buying a VHS of the album. Having not watched it in full(?) until much later in life, that would have been… something.

That’s it! Thanks for the assist lol.

I got a solid few years of leaded gas fumes in me when I was born. I’m fine!

I recall a few AVIs from the long ago that VLC would throw an error on, something about a format error, and it gave the option to try converting it or try playing as-is. Attempting to convert took forever, and playback was mostly fine, though IIRC you couldn’t scrub through the file.

reads headline

Will Bunch?

clicks through

Will Bunch. One of my favorite columnists.

just pull the cord to remove things from outlets.

For those playing along at home: please do not do this.

Keeps me on my toes.

There is some resistance somewhere, and the more I push and push the more I do nothing.

I feel this on a primal level. I don’t have any answers, neither do my doctors. I suspect it has something to do with PDA in relation to multiple ND traits, but it’s not in the DSM or ICD, so… yeah. Nobody knows what the hell to do about it. I’ve had my fill of inapplicable advice over the years. People just don’t understand. I don’t think there’s even language for it. Like, imagine if there wasn’t a word for “lion,” or “leopard,” or “lynx.” All we had was “cat,” and all most people are familiar with are house cats.

“…there’s a cat in my yard. It’s very big. And loud. Lots of hair. It’s eating my dog, and covered in blood.”

At what point in that exchange does someone just stop listening, as you’ve gone past what “cat” means to them into what’s clearly exaggeration? This is how I feel talking about some of my internal barriers. But I can’t take a picture of the carnage and show someone. Because it’s all inside. So I get told to just try a little harder, over and over, as if I haven’t been fighting uphill this whole time.

It’s exhausting. And maddening. I don’t know what else to say except that I’m sorry to hear you’re going through the shit.

Just gotta dodge the nets.