...are you being sarcastic?

if you're like me and are prone to misplacing your phone and other important small items, I gotta thing that has been saving my ass for the last few years.

Get reflective tape. I'd rec the yellow cuz it's often the brightest and most human eyes pick up on it quick, but you can pretty easily get red, orange and green as well. Whack little design of tape on the item (I put a yellow cross on the back of my phone) then pop a few little bits on each side (usually...uur put it on your case, not the phone itself...mine busted recently and i ain't got a replacement yet so its naked X'D)

it's easy to generally spot

if you misplace it and can't find it, now you get to play Resident Evil, turn off the lights in the room and swish a flashlight around and there is a good chance the reflective tape will light up and boom, you can skip the goddamn ad interrupting your podcast or whatever.

I love the way Jewish astrology looks at the month of Adar. The sign is the fish, and it’s the only month in the zodiac that is always talked about in the plural. I was thinking about that duality while I was drawing this, especially the idea that there’s always two sides to our joy, internal and external.

Because fish live entirely under the water, there’s this beautiful tradition that they’re the only sign completely immune to the evil eye. They’re protected by the very thing that keeps them hidden from the rest of the world. It’s a perfect reminder for this month that our luck and our miracles don’t always have to be loud or visible to be real. Sometimes the most beautiful growth is taking shape in the deep where no one else can see it.

Our luck is at its healthiest and most resilient during Adar. It’s the month where we’re encouraged to intentionally increase our joy, which feels like the perfect excuse to just lean into the flow and trust the process.

Shabbat Shalom and Chodesh Tov 🐟🧿🩵

I went, "What. no. she/her."

"How does that work? With she/her/hers and they/them?"

I stared at her. "What are you talking about?"

"Well you came out as-" and I said, "I'm asexual."

She replied, "Like an amoeba, I know."

"Oh. My god. No. Mom. It doesn't- it's not the asexual you learned about in biology. I didn't come out as a single celled organism."

With heavy relief, she said "Oh, it has a different meaning?"

You want to study abroad? Show us proof that there is a quadrillion dollars in your bank account. Oh, an average monthly salary in your country is $400 and you plan to work when you arrive? You can't do that, silly, a student visa only allows you to work 2 hours every third Wednesday, and if we find out that you're working a second more we will deport you.

You want to work abroad? Better be a programmer, then of course you are welcome. Doctor, scientist, white-collar or, god forbid, blue-collar worker? You can fuck right off, your visa application goes straght into trash.

You have a big work project?

THEY LIVE IN MOSS.

THEY ARE CUTE AS FUCK!