the fall of sanity

lots to discuss w myself in shower therapy tonight

nothing will remind you that eating is good and okay like fantasy books will. “and that night in the valley they brought out the best plum cake and sweet cream, trout and turnips roasted over the fire, mead and goatsmilk and fresh cold water from the spring-“ and it’s like yeah dude you’re absolutely right. then sometimes it’s like “as he slept that night in the woods, he sorely missed the valley, where they brought out the best plum cake-“ and it’s like man that sucks i’ll have some seconds in his honor

ur not evil babe ur experiencing a human emotion

going to write a bot that goes around recipe blogs commenting "this turns out SO much better if you swap out the [one of the ingredients] for [random ingredient from a list of 10,000]. sounds really weird but trust me"

there is no greater mystery than What Was That Deleted Video In My Youtube Playlist

working hard at the sunk cost factory

i had a joke about orpheus and eurydice but looking back it wasn't a good idea

someone being audibly excited to talk to you is like a basic need in the pyramid thingy it’s literally the whole bottom block and then it’s food water blah blah blah etc etc

one tells a horrid future the other one tells you an uncomfortable past

man the Appalachian mountains really aren’t shit huh

The Rockies are new, young and virile and fresh from the Laramide orogeny, tall and lanky teenagers on the geological scale. the Appalachian mountains are old, formed hundreds of millions of years ago before dinosaurs walked the Earth. They are ancients, elders, witnesses to half a billion years of life coming and going. To be tall is not a virtue. To be small is not a sin. The Appalachians are eroding under the weight of time, slowly shrinking and returning to the Earth from which they sprang. Appreciate them while they are still here.

The earth is unfathomably ancient, and you garner no love from her when you insult her eldest children.

Family, old and young.