Tanis Nikana

Yup, he’s doublethinking the suspension of disbelief again:

The cartoon was intended to be an exercise in silliness. While I have never met a cow who could make tools, I felt sure that if I did, they (the tools) would lack something in sophistication and resemble the sorry specimens shown in this cartoon.

I mean, I have never had the thought “dogs don’t visit psychiatrists,” but I also subconsciously internalize the rules of whatever world I’m suspending disbelief in. If dogs are talking and spending money in capitalism in this world, why the hell wouldn’t they also seek therapy?

And Gary seems like no matter what arbitrary world is created, he thinks about it in terms of this world we live in, seemingly an inability to suspend disbelief, and then somehow conjectures the world anyway.

This clash of concepts and reasoning amounted to Cow Tools, in the end.

Yeah but she’s a garbage human being.

“The Savage Mouth” by Komatsu Sakyou, which involves

Or “Cogwheels” by Ryuunosuke Akutagawa, which

I started out as a quizmaster, telling quiz for a night a week. I’d open my show with a new 45-second bit each week, built audience numbers over time.

Then I realized I’d been doing this for years, and was an incredibly prolific comic! I had enough material I could just walk out onto a stage and just lengthen out my opening bits, cause I no longer had a quiz to tell that night!

“I’m a stand-up comic.”

“Ooh! Heckle me!”

“I don’t know anything about you and don’t wanna say anything mean about you. Just enjoy the moment without getting a performer to do free work for you.”

“You’re no fun.”

“Don’t have to be on all the time, let me eat my burger.”

Jason Pargin is a goddamn hero.

Uh, I should prolly add context:

https://www.sbnation.com/a/17776-football

yeah but so’s lunchables. pyrrhic victory

neatly partitioned meats and cheeses appeal to me on an aesthetic level ok mfer

ham cheese. ham cracker. cheese cracker. ham and cheese cracker. ham and cheese

could even do it like a little big mac so it’s like cracker ham cheese cracker ham cheese cracker

shit there’s nobody says you can’t go like ham ham ham ham ham ham ham ham. great big ol hampuck just for me.

Yup, there’s three rules about food:

1. Don’t eat what will kill you.
2. Eat stuff that tastes good.
3. Eat stuff that’s good for you.

As long as you never break rule one and only occasionally break rules 2 and 3, you’ll have a good time.

Asexual and sex-repulsed married lesbian here. Although I love my wife romantically very much, I don’t want to do anything to her chest.

I’ve bought a house, got married, published two books, do stand-up and host a small game show, survived two strokes, transitioned, and have a lot of friends who think I’m tolerable.

I’m a trans woman, so I just keep my head level, pretend I don’t see them, and just walk on by, lest some low-information voter think I’m a child molester and try to get me.

That said, children are absolute trash at paying attention to their destination and their environment, so when they inevitably cross my path in the dumbest possible way, I stop walking until they figure out they should go around me. That way I don’t accidentally kick the tiny knee-high humans.

I was one, once.

Big Katalepsis vibes.

Played some Go today.

I’ve mostly got English and Japanese. English is pretty hard. I’m just a turtle.

英語と日本語が話せる。日本語は簡単だ。亀だけです。

I don’t have any pockets on most of my outfits, but I have a holster on my left hip that holds my phone, my book reader, my wallet, my keys, and a glasses wipe.

I read a lot. But there’s also Slay the Spire on my phone.

(Also I guess I have bluetooth conductors basically permanently attached to my head so I can have music whenever I want, and a d20 ring on one finger, a wrist watch on a wrist, a pair of glasses to match an outfit, a pendant for the same, a hair tie in my hair, and a meter for a study. This is all automatic stuff though, and I just have this while I’m in my house.)

My brain instinctively rejects that image. Not cause it isn’t accurate; it’s showing what it’s supposed to.

But really, that the shape of it is hostile and threatening and it looks vaguely biological and some creepy shit gets sent up and down my spine about it.

gently building rhythm guitar strumming, drums fade in