A Nest of Thoughts

i understand why folks turn off reblogs on a post but part of me always feels so betrayed by unrebloggable posts on my dash. like oh okay shops closed? just when i get to the door

I have a confession to make... I thought the idea of wireless headphones like air pods were so so stupid when they first came out. But having owned wireless headphone pods with a case I have to admit that I do enjoy them quite a lot. But we should still eat the spleen of every person who lobbied to phase out the headphone jack in electronics

I saw some weird ass conspiracy video thing today of like 'we were never meant to have access to yeast, that was cultivated in a lab and it harms us' bullshit and I was like well first off there's no such thing as 'meant to' and second of all um? the long history of acquiring yeast from beer foam stretching so far back ??????

Not only is there yeast in the air, it's on a bunch of fruits, too. Ever rubbed a blueberry, plum, or grape, and it was slightly darker underneath? That thin film is wild yeasts. There is also yeasts that live on human skin (and not just pathogenic ones!). We are never without yeasts.

You do not have access to yeast; yeast has access to you.

they really decided to circumvent the “good guys are boring” issue by making nate the most unhinged out of the group. he starts acting like a rabid dog menacing the carcass of its prey as soon as he gets a drink in him or someone mentions hospitals. he hid in a trunk for six days to make a bust at his REGULAR PERSON DAY JOB. he feels guilty for cheating on his wife with an art thief even though he literally did not do that. his go-to guy to play in a grift is Mediocre Grifter. his dad was a mob boss and so he decided to be an insurance guy. both the women he’s been in love with are so beautiful, so powerful, and so fucking tired of his self-destructive bullshit.

the second david job is so funny from maggie’s POV. her deeply suspicious date is wearing her ex husband’s button camera. parked like 10 feet away is a deeply suspicious black van. she opens the van door to her ex husband (moderately drunk), the sheikh’s son who sold the david (with a laptop that was clearly monitoring her conversation), a representative of the vatican (eating gummy bears & shrugging), and the hangar receptionist (also eating gummy bears, not bothered enough to shrug). all sitting crammed in the back of a van looking at her with wide eyes. and the best part is that maggie’s not mad at any of THEM, she doesn’t think that these random people (who she is evidently soon told are internationally wanted criminals) might have manipulated nate into this, or that nate’s gotten himself entangled in something by accident, no. she’s just like "nate what the fuck are you up to now". another day in the life of knowing nathan ford

I can’t stop thinking about how there is actually NO reason why they all needed to go see Sophie’s play before they picked her up in the Nigerian Job and the only real explanation is that Nate was trolling the fuck out of them so he could set them up to be extra impressed when they saw her on her real stage.