R. S. Y. Buchanan
@rsybuchanan
Bike stuff, camera stuff, Jewish stuff and food stuff. Not necessarily in that order, or one at a time. Tha beagan Gàidhlig agam.
I'm sorry I can't make it to your dumb meeting, I'm kind of tied up with something else right now.
As long as the cat is comfortable, I'm sure I must be comfortable, too.
When Baldric was a kitten, he would wake me up by head-bonking my face, so I'd sing "A Kiss To Build A Dream On" to him. I sang it to him the last day at the vet, 19 years later. I still miss that little lunatic.
I just realized Garmin didn't include the elevation profile. so here that is
This is another one of those headlines some journalists wait a lifetime to write.
This is a cat checkpoint. Relinquish your most recent cat photo on your phone.
Other Zwifters will appreciate that this is the advanced technique for descending Alpe du Zwift
"Don't You Wish That We Were Dead," a 2015 documentary about pioneering punk band The Damned. This is a fun film as the band rumbles and lurches and bickers their way toward the 50th anniversary of releasing "New Rose." They're still touring, still recording, and I've seen them live 30+ times.
I have eaten much sushi standing up and holding my plate over my head because of this little criminal.
@gloomshadows.bsky.social These are maybe slightly more reasonable quick builds than the 6000 piece monsters
Fascinating. This flyer was included with my proxy voting materials regarding the sale.
This is just such credulous nonsense. Consider the highlighted text, and think for a moment: what is it about Door Dash that gets the food to your door. Is it the app on your phone, or is it the fleet of gig workers? God save us from "smart" business people. www.theguardian.com/technology/2...
What's the Gàidhlig version of "rubbing salt in an open wound"?
Apparently I didn't learn my lesson from PMC2025. As with last year, I promise to try not to be _too_ annoying about fundraising. OTOH, it _is_ a fundraiser, and also fuck cancer.
On one hand, we're losing Tampopo; OTOH, we're getting City Slicker back next week, several months after a fire.
Well this sucks: Tampopo in the Porter Exchange is closing. but I can't begrudge the owners for wanting to go do something else after all these years.
You would never tell just by looking at them, that these two precious, innocent-looking creatures spend an hour every night screaming like their buttholes are on fire.