pickling in the bog, mistaken for a log.

the vivid sensory-memory of sucking water out of a washcloth as a child

I saw an otter briefly hop on top of a babirusa at the zoo and when the stranger standing next to me heard my camera shutter click he turned to me with this look of immense relief, put his hand to his chest, and said in a dead serious tone “oh thank christ someone caught that on film”

Hold on, let me look something up real quick

Yeah this is funny

Dee called AO3 a “candy store,” and said the fan art she has seen, in particular, has been overwhelming. “I cannot get over the art,” she said. “We would have jumped at this. I would’ve given my right tit for all this art when I was in my twenties. Because you couldn’t reproduce it, you couldn’t send it out, but [now] there’s this fabulous art coming out every single day.”

Yes. Yes. Yes.  This is how it happened.  Excellent article.

Thanks to the author for permission to share this here, and for being just a really nice human being, and big thanks to the artist who did my mom’s portrait, above. -Zachary

I love a building with a big atrium. oh that's neat you got some outside in here

cops love to say people died “in a drug deal gone wrong” and people who disappeared mysteriously “probably died in a drug deal gone wrong”

which is code for “we dgaf and think this person was a throwaway human. no time to investigate this, we’ve got traffic tickets to write”

“obviously this consistently legally gainfully employed 45 year old mother of 3 with no history of drug use or previous criminal convictions was killed moving bricks of coke in the gulf or something. classic signs of a drug deal gone wrong. no need to look for her body or scrutinize her former husband with a 20 year history of abuse, he passed a lie detector test.” is what a lot of cold case missing persons cases sound like