don't talk to ghosts

like, the way he died was far too peaceful for the amount of terror he caused. I am very anti-death penalty (Brett caused that), but god, both of those Night Stalkers (him + Joe DeAngelo) should have just been smeared on the highway as children (this is a thing that, sigh, Henry Zebrowski said about Elliot Rodger, but it does sort of apply to a lot of these garbage humans)

Thank you! I thought the post was super cute, but I didn't want to reblog it without any critical thinking, so I hope that you know that it definitely wasn't a slight on you by any means! Is it just pigeons who will make use of that sort of thing in whatever way they need to? I've definitely never seen any, like, songbirds do anything similar. Obviously I know that crows & their crews manipulate all sorts of foreign objects to be used as tools and such, but I've never known the same for Columbiformes. Happy to hear all the birb information that you are willing to share!

this will be the only good part about Trump winning again (20 years!)

John Iadarola & Brett Ehrlich: famously unmarried & childless Millennials

Townes Van Zandt (of course)

(This song makes me cry, like a lot, because Jeffrey used to feel bad about the way he treated me as a "partner" for the four months or so that that was a thing. He is past feeling bad about anything and has been pretty shitty to me for the past ~2 years, which have been the worst of my life. I sent him a message about a year ago kind of asking him why he's been the way he's been since... 2020, but more so as a rhetorical device, because I made it pretty clear that I did not want a response. I told him to have a nice rest of his life & that I was removing him as a follower on Instagram, & that's how the friendship with the dude who 'took my virginity' [I hate it, I hate it so much, but also, like, I really fucking loved him, & that's how that went] ended. The last time I saw him, he spent the night at my stupid anarchy house in Brighton in early 2010, in the spare bedroom, and it was awkward as hell. We waved goodbye that night.)