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when i say “that reminds me” & theres zero connection you just have to take my word for it theres no time to explain

my favorite bit of road etiquette, i have done it and often had it done to me, the pedestrian’s yield. when pedestrian wishes to cross the street, but does not wish to impede the flow of traffic/be rushed in their crossing, but the vehicle is slowing in preparation of stopping to let the pedestrian cross. but the pedestrian insists. and so the pedestrian turns away I DONT EVEN SEE YOU, AND I NEVER WANTED TO CROSS THE STREET ANYWAYS i love doing it i love having it done. dont try to wave me on im not looking that way i just hang out on the road’s edge for pleasure

My old person trait is that I think a website should work in a web browser and not try to open an app

I might just be incredibly tired, but hot take: Michael Bublé's cover of Santa Baby "Santa Buddy" is the closest he has come to making an artistic statement. Like. He doesn't write his own solos: someone else writes them and he learns them off and as such he's widely disparaged by jazz musicians. But at least in Santa Buddy... he's saying something original. What he's saying is "I am absolutely Not fucking Santa" but it's something. It's a take on the work that is his own. And it makes me absolutely furious, which is An Emotional Response To Art. Which is more than I can say about any of the soulless saccharine pablum that usually drips from his grinning maw. Thank you for coming to my Ted talk.

Reblogging in honour of hearing Santa Buddy played in McDonald's the other day and once again becoming obsessed with the artistic choices of Mr. Michael Booby.

do you think some poor fucking pa on the set of glass onion had to explain among us to daniel craig

It’s always funny when anglo writers looking to express a specific idea casually pluck a cool ready-made monosyllabic phrase from their language’s unlimited supply and Romance language translators just curl up in the fœtal position and cry. I’m reading a text in which the American author talks about ‘Haves’ vs ‘Have-Nots’ vs ‘Have-Mosts’ —the poor French translator translated this as ‘ceux-qui-ont’ (the French language: don’t worry I’m just getting warmed up), ‘ceux-qui-n’ont-pas’ (nice we’ve doubled the syllable count but we mustn’t falter), and the beautiful ‘ceux-qui-ont-plus-que-tous-les-autres’ (300% expansion ratio let’s gooo! we did it great work everybody.) From 2 to 8 syllables—the minute I saw that bulky thing I knew it had to be Have-Mosts in the original and I was giggling. The anglo author happily proceeds to use the phrase ‘Have-Mosts’ 5 times per paragraph because why not! it’s so quick and wieldy :) we don’t actually need the word wieldy ‘cause it’s just the normal state of our language <3 meanwhile you can feel the French translator’s desperation grow as she is reduced to juggling with “those” and “the latter” to avoid summoning her creature. Eventually she reaches the acceptance stage and uses ceux-qui-ont-plus-que-tous-les-autres again like, it’s my monster. I shouldn’t reject it