Trash Heap

everyone eat more vegetables NOW!!! and mention the last vegetable you ate in the tags so we're all on the buddy system. I'll start: bok choy

Growing up, older folks would always get confused when I expressed familiarity with media from their childhoods and would act incredulous when I attempted to explain the concept of reruns. They'd be like "How do you, a child of this fallen era, know of Looney Tunes" and I'd be like "Because it has never not been playing on television" and this would seem to be brand new information to them

Like I would go about wearing my Led Zeppelin t-shirt and all these old dudes would be like "Surely this ignorant youth must be professing a false knowledge of such ancient secrets" but like if u turn on the radio in 1996 or 2006 or 2026, you know what's always gonna be on the damn radio? Zeppelin, man.

Tiktok marvel fans really will be out here like "movie fan SHOCKED because i'd rather watch superhero movie #54 in blue and not a sensual 1987 french horror film about a man discovering his wife may not exist set in what is gradually revealed to be a space station" as if you're supposed to agree that superhero movie #54 is the clear winner in this comparison

Love the idea of a story about a complex issue that's told from the perspective of something that cannot comprehend or care about the issue. The way the story would be sliced up and moments that a human would consider pointless would be focused on because the pigeon happened to be there would be hype as fuck

This is compelling. Consider me fucking compelled.

Final shot is the bird hearing, but not seeing, the sound of a .32 ACP pistol, and flying away in shock

"From the studio that brought you Goncharov...."

World Heritage Post

I kind of miss the impulsivity that certain spaces used to allow. oh you want a hair cut today? hairdresser in the corner can fit you in before her 2 o’clock. tattoo of a cobra… sure leg or arm? even concerts, back when you could go to the box office thirty mins before any show. not saying these things don’t exist at all, but everything feels booked five months in advance and 10x more expensive

guy at an art museum standing in front of a completely innocuous and somewhat boring painting muttering “what does it mean? what does it all mean?” in an increasingly distressed tone

sometimes i get so emotional about my little gay people that i log on to make a post but i cant put any words to it and i end up typing some shit like “im the only person who understands how profoundly humiliating it is to relate to a character” and then delete it bc thats not anything

unless…..

Parents are giving their children names no one has ever spoken out loud before