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I’m never going to understand what other people see in August am I
August is Thursday. It's tedious. Stifling. Smells a bit. Everyone's eager for the weekend, but it's not here yet and there's bullshit still to finish.
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in 2026 i am wishing for all of us the energy of bilbo baggins, who was headhunted for an extremely well paid role he had no qualifications or experience for, blagged the interview, and within his first week found a magic ring that does the job for him
stop treating killing dragons as this act of bravery and valor. maybe ou should be kissieng and loving the dragons instead. and be more niceys
Have you seen 909's extremely long eyelashes?
She's so beautiful!
i had not -- what an incredible photo!! thank you so much!!
heey im a lil sad would anyone distract me with whatever
here is a hamster dancing for ya, thought he haven’t started dancing yet
no move is needed to feel his passion
his moves and passion has exceeded my expectations
nd now is tired and needs to lay down
be flat, he hoped you enjoyed the show
thank u lil guy
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Hey so as the economy continues to get worse in the next few years, gambling companies are going to go extra hardcore predatory as people become more desperate. Yes, even more than they already are. You have to promise me right now you're not going to fall for it. No gambling, okay?
This is going to be especially bad with prediction markets and sports gambling, and it's already really fucking bad. But it also goes for loot boxes, blind box collectables, trading card games, and ESPECIALLY gacha games.
THE HOUSE ALWAYS WINS
GAMBLING IS NEVER PROFITABLE
RESIST THE URGE
#i cannot overstate they will make the horse girls gayer to get your money#im sorry thats just literally what it is#japan knows about yuri money
My uncle is both a professional gambler and a gambling addict. (You would not be surprised to know those two things overlap a LOT.)
He's taught me a lot about gambling. About probability (he has a graduate degree in statistics), about human nature (he makes most of his living from teaching suckers his secrets—casinos will pay him to do this because the suckers fuck up the math and lose all their money), about a lot of things.
The only Uncle Lesson worth passing on to you is this:
NO FUCKING GAMBLING.
THE HOUSE ALWAYS WINS.
One of the most photogenic tornadoes in history
South Dakota, June 2025. Video by eye.of.ty
Well. I finally cried while writing a Monday yarn. This story is bittersweet at worst, but I think it's also one I can be proud of. This is the story of Granddad's birds, and how we all find our own ways to fly.
Content warnings: Natural death Granddad always wanted to fly. The Wright Brothers first bumbled into the air at Kitty Hawk in 1903, a littl
As always, these essays are free to read. Likes, reblogs, and clicky are appreciated because they give me happy brain juices. And you're always welcome to join my Patreon, even if you have no money—the free tier is still a tier.
I hope you see the shadow of wings today.
Oh, I loved seeing this one in person at the Bowers! It was, of course, right next to the exit from the exhibit—and also the emergency exit from the damn hall, iirc—so naturally I snortlaughed myself into a mild asthma attack.
i dont know why anyone else misses analog board games, but to me, it's because physical parts let me cheat. there's no moving pieces around when someone isnt looking in a chess app, no sneaking bonus pieces out of the graveyard in checkers, no double drawing cards in go fish.
i spent years developing those skills as a Professional Little Brother. what am i supposed to do now, go back to college? learn how to play games the right way? i mean, who gives a shit? the fun part was never the game, it was the Getting Away With It. or, you know, for the rest of my family, Catching The Bastard. now that was entertainment.
@lizardho: wait a minute. babs. how many cards are in your han-
me: already halfway over the couch, planning my escape route through the back yard
You were always so squirmy it made you hard to catch. This is how knife tag happened.
"Knife tag" is such an evocative turn of phrase, and a game to which I would love to know the details*
When I was teenie tiny, Liz had a toy shark that I feared more than death. This meant that under sibling law, she was required to chase me with it. Frequently. Failing to do so would have invalidated her Professional Big Sister license.
One time she was chasing me it and I asked her very nicely to stop, and she did not which left me no choice but to grab a knife and repeat my request.
I know this may sound like an extreme reaction. But there really was no other rational choice. What was I supposed to do, ask nicely a second time? Like a goddamn hippy? No. Knife time.
Unfortunately I was bluffing and Liz called my bluff by grabbing a knife of her own. Which meant I was then getting chased with a shark AND a large steak knife. I started off continuing to be more scared of the shark than the knife, but that was a mistake because Liz actually made a lunge for me with the knife (I think she mixed up her shark hand/knife hand?) and managed to lightly stab our new couch. Which Liz then had to explain to our mom. I think the conversation was something like "Mom, the good news is that I missed, and the bad news is that I tried, and the worst news is that I got the couch instead.”
My mom handled it very well. My survival to adulthood hinged entirely on this weird one weird exploit in human psychology where confusing someone enough temporarily turns off their ability to be angry.
Incredibly that wasn't even our worst dumb sibling chase incident. The worst happened when I was chasing her through the house, and she ducked into our freshly mopped kitchen. She managed to cool girl skate over the puddles and make it to the other side of the room, which led to me trying to cool boy skate in her footsteps. This failed horribly, and instead resulted in me sailing headfirst into the dishwasher.
The good news was that I was able to absorb the entire blow with my left eyebrow, which I wasn't using very much anyway. The bad news was that I actually cut most that eyebrow off as a sort of fuzzy flap, which was disgusting, not to mention painful. Fortunately, with my dad being a doctor, he was able to glue most of it back on, albeit slightly crooked, such that I spent the next two years with a Resting Confused Face. Like so.
(I know this probably sounds inconvenient to you, but those were ages 6-7, so I was probably going to be confused all the time anyway. If anything, this helped me conserve precious eyebrow calories, which I was then able to use for more important tasks, such as spitting, or lurking near my dad so that when he left his Dave Barry books lying around I could swoop in and learn bad words from them. I learned most of my bad words that way.)
My mother has informed me that the crooked eyebrow was also due to my squirminess. Live by the squirm, die by the squirm.
Your dad was a doctor and it didn't occur to him to take you to THE EMERGENCY ROOM?!
Why would he? He had the kit at home, he'd spent years working in the ER himself, and the wait times were routinely 6+ hours. ER was everyone's last resort. Anytime anyone from our ward got a cut, they'd show up at our door first, seeing if Dr. Dad had a free moment to put them back together. Which he did free of charge.
I am very proud of him for that, and it's the kind of public usefulness I aspire to have, but it also meant that once or twice a month I opened the door expecting the mailman and instead got a neighbor experiencing Monty Python levels of bleeding. Which I do not think is what gave me an anxiety disorder, but it also could not possibly have helped.
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why your sewing machine is acting up: - tension is wrong - wrong needle size - thread bit stuck somewhere - tension again - needs a deep clean and oiling - you said something and now its offended and refusing to cooperate until you realize your error and beg forgiveness
Puppy play but the dog partner just puts on a vest with SERVICE ANIMAL printed on the back and sorts their partner's mail and does their taxes and then goes home
Do the duties change outside of tax season?
Yes they also make scary phone calls and order and put away groceries.
Robot play but the robot partner just makes roomba noises and cleans all the floors in the house while the other partner watches tv
Does the robot also get a service vest?
From what I've seen with some roombas, they might have googly eyes
And a knife
i love coming home at the end of the day and untying the ribbon around my neck that holds my head on
Do you like found family? Queer romance? Enemies to lovers and an epic space opera setting with fantasy elements?
well I didn't write that. You are fucked out of luck.
Gets stuck in the past and makes a random village get way smarter and less violent in a generational sense because I keep smacking people over the head with a stick and telling them that it’s the devil’s metal whenever they try to use lead for something in my presence and there develops a very niche regionalized superstition that an angry warlock will jump out of a tree and beat the shit out of you if you touch lead with your bare hands
Gets excommunicated by the Catholic Church for telling people that they can banish the devil from their water if they boil it therefore saving hundreds of people from a cholera outbreak but I don’t care and keep trying to convince the locals to use soap more often
Meets another iseksied person in the far past and beats the shit out of them for participating in the slave trade and eating moldy bread
Gets seen as crazy when I say I’m distilling peppermint oil to banish the miasma but people start asking to have some real quick when the Black Death comes to town and I am unaffected due to my constantly minty fresh house repelling rodents and fleas alike
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Alright with Thor almost done, whose next
whose next
iron man
steve cap
sam cap
hulk
peggy carter
Oh to be eleven years old and finding a life-changing obscure paperback in the library
