No spaghetti arms on this enby!

Y’all, this app is helpful to those experiencing air quality warnings, who need to do something outside, to help choose when to do it. AQI by the hour, with a map of the local sensors. Reminder that masks protect against those fine particles, so it can also help you decide if you need to wear one.

Oscar loves his.

In case you wondered who’s setting the Gay Agenda: it’s Baphometbear.

I’m sorry. Here’s my adorable dog Oscar as distraction:

See that little white spot on my shoulder? Every time I work out, as I flush, it becomes more visible. It’s the scar from my polio inoculation.

Hanging with the birb, the bubby, and my biceps.

And that’s why I have an ass.

These are the kinds of messages B gets while I’m upstairs working out.

I may wear it for this:

Man my heart skipped a beat.

I actually want some Meta glasses, but only to allow me to show everyone how cute this guy is when I brush his teeth.

Since I updated my bio to mention them, here’s Strawberry, my green-cheek conure, whom I’ve been doing my best to care for for almost a year.

My Pantoum for Peace. These madmen must be removed from power.

Y’all, look at this portrait @placecalledbliss.bsky.social did for me, for my blog, emberbabiak.com, where I’m Dreaming the Symbiocene.

There will be swears.

Oscar is celebrating that the puppy killer is getting the boot! Feel free to have your canine buds join the party.

Oscar adores his trans big sister and his enby mama! Amd all ofnour trans siblings.

Reading this, and struck with the idea: what if (stay with me here) instead of using the incredible processing ability today’s data centers provide to create an oppressive surveillance infrastructure, we instead used it to fine-tune weather prediction and prevent the loss of countless lives?

Y’all, I commissioned a portrait of our little Oscar (whom we both adore) from @placecalledbliss.bsky.social as a gift , and it came today. B loves it!

Or get a medusa air plant.

I wear this everywhere I go.

I just got two male guppies today. They’re clearly buds—had been the only fish im a tank full of snails. Couldn’t think what to name them. Then the 💡 over my head: Bill and Ted.

I guess you can see whose music I like the most.

Here are photos of the recipe from the cookbook. My apologies to anyone using an e-reader for not typing out the recipe in alt-text. I don’t have the time or the spoons.

I wore my pon around town on errands today, so yes, I am.