Nefarious "Pogna" Hexnificus, noted hoydon
@gaudymouse
"Supreme Effervescent Cheerleader of the World" -a cab driver, 1993 Anti-discourse. I'm not trying to discourt. You may find whimsy and stochastic terrorism here. fake writer admitted weirdo
Gate attendants, flight attendants, captain: this flight is full today Me after boarding is complete and the doors are closed:
My man slept through the flight but with about 48 minutes left, we hit some turbulence and then had a rough landing. He woke up, faced me, and pressed his cheek to my calf, staring directly at me until we touched down. He trembled a very little, but he remained calm as long as we had contact.
Friends! Join me Wednesday to observe a fictitious date, on the date! Finally I'm gonna be in on one of these. On Wednesday, 5 August, it will be Soft Rains Day, from the Ray Bradbury short story (inspired by the Sara Teasdale poem; a real heart-wrencher imo), "There Will Come Soft Rains".
Bestie, congrats on your transition! I hope you're getting so much euphoria!
Reached back into my teenage years and made pastelillos. My friend's mom taught me but I haven't made them since my niece (20s) was little, so I grabbed a recipe. The outside texture was SO GOOD. It almost has a Taco Bell Chalupa texture. First time making the dough. My 7th variety of shortcrust.
Sure, they could absolutely be faking it. But there are real reasons for its behavior. I volunteered for a rescue and have a dog that I couldn't touch, but accepted food and safety from me. He had to overcome fear of humans. His only previous human contact was being grabbed up by the rescue.
I remember the halcyon days of two hours ago before I saw email from @thegodshow.com that Bitch M is alive. The Grim Reaper, sporting a new look, has just informed him that the necromancer he paid to steal Lindsey Graham's life force was hit by a church bus immediately upon leaving the ritual. 📸
I need to go to bed. I'm so tired, but I can faintly hear the trash can from my room because everything is so quiet. Even if I cover up the noise, I know the trash can is out there, flapping intermittently. It's haunting me like Franklin's slot machine from the Twilight Zone.
Close-ups of the other half of the bark. It did turn out pretty tasty. I haven't had a whole piece yet, just whatever little bits are left over after breaking it apart. I'll have one tomorrow.
Made @nikoda.bsky.social some chocolate raspberry bark with puffed quinoa. UPDATE WHILE I WAS TYPING ALT TEXT: "Holy crap that's delicious. Thank you!!!! ❤️❤️❤️" Success!!!
The ending looked completely apocalyptic.
This man would rather anything than give up eating grass
No, it's strictly original posts from strangers. I just took screenshots from the top of each one. The left one is the one that's been weird. Earlier today it served me a lot of nsfw men photos and I was wondering "who are these people?". It went back to normal briefly but now it's furries.
Me, in the kitchen, measuring water for couscous
My phone PIN changed and I lost the ability to use MS authenticator. I remained logged in on my laptop but was booted off on my phone and tablet. I spent a couple hours following every tip I could find and dicking around my MS account on my laptop, and after much frustration, I found success.
Cool stuff I saw while sitting outside waiting for my ankle to stop hurting so I can go in the house and get dinner.
Awesome stuff happened, and one not so awesome stuff. - I have nearly finished turning the rest of the dirt* - found some pretty rocks - found new contenders for Biggest Yard Rock - found a potato rock!! *in the final stretch, I hit my ankle with the horizontal end of the mattock by accident.
Meanwhile, my beautiful son is living his best life. This all could have been one thread. I just kept having subsequent experiences with the weather. I'm just sitting here really astonished because what is this? I mean, I get it, it rained, but why, clouds and sun, why?
Lying in bed trying to look at something while my cat exists.
I play a rabbit but I was personally a beverage goblin at D&D tonight. Not pictured: she gin drink I got in a paper cup right after I took this photo.
Update on the "lamb" fries. Thanks to @icallshogun.bsky.social for braising the beef (and teaching me how to braise). There was SO MUCH CUTTING BOARD ACTION. I am long-legged, so curling down to cut things takes a toll after a while. But everyone said it's delicious so wheee!
I would sooner trust Doctor Detroit to contain the Hantavirus, than RFK Jr!
Might have hurt my back slamming the mattock into a previously invisible large rock under the dirt. I don't think in injured, but the shock ran up my arms and into my back and it aches. I blame this tool and this specific rock.
Legit bout to lay down in this soft-ass grass and take a nap. I think I've got a plan: finish turning most of the dirt, mix in bunny poop, lay cardboard on top, water liberally, poke holes (big holes) for the seedlings. I'll use the cardboard below the wagon. Then I'll tip the wagon over!!