Fresh Grated Nutmeg

and don't forget to stay silly

“Aww. They were checking on him!” I said, like a normal person. Internally, I thought “Maybe you could do the thing you do with dead pets, where you show them to the living pets so the living pet understands they’re gone. But I guess if you did that to a bunch of scavenging species, they’d be like “Well, that’s very sad but he IS food now.” So what you’d need, for human sensibilities, is some sort of transparent corpse barrier. Like a see-through coffin oh that’s what the dwarves were doing! You’ve stopped paying attention to this conversation about the loss of a beloved family member you gotta phase back in.”

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I think some people don't understand the fact that one of the strengths of fiction is that it can include putting yourself in the shoes of people you would not like, that you would not agree with, and may even hate. But putting them into a perspective in which you can understand. Of course, "understanding" doesn't mean "condoning," but that part seems to be lost on people.

writing during a heatwave is easy if you (i melt into a big puddle before i can finish this post)

Nice day in Gotham

Dinner at the Diner

it has been etched into my brain for the past six years, fundamentally altering how i consider knowledge gaps held by others, as well as myself. people usually need to be told stuff before they can know it! that's how knowing stuff works! this is an extreme example played for laughs but it's a legitimately helpful philosophy!!

me after ants find me asleep at the picnic

Summer season is in full swing on Amity Island. It’s a beautiful day, the beaches are open and people are having a wonderful time. Mayor Vaughn says it could be best summer on record.