Slow Burn With Me

That post about death note being "everyone's first anime" (untrue statement) made me curious and now I want to gather data for science

As an older queer, allow me to say: the walls of the closet are load-bearing. It is our job as a community to stand in front of that door and tell everyone who wants to peek inside to fuck off.

A couple months ago I saw a weird orange streak outside my window that my brain registered as Bird in Flight, But Not a Bird We Know. Didn’t think much more of it until I looked outside and realized it was a squirrel who had ill-advisedly tried to eat the spicy noodle that is our electrical line. He was perfectly intact at the base of the pole, beautiful and sad. I thought about burying him, but I’ve had a really death-forward couple years and thought “Y’know, I just want to see what happens.” So I named him Gerald and he’s been out there in the quiet back of the house for some time now, gradually decomposing in the sun and the rain. There have been more gross phases and less gross phases and occasionally the raccoons will tussle over him and he’ll move a couple feet, but no one’s taken him away.

My favorite genre of self-portrait is cartoonists being bothered by their characters while trying to draw

The cat: