local-gay:

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happy anniversary to this legend

craftingmagick:

alongfalltothetop:

Oh I’m an asshole.

So today pulling into Stop and Shop, this lady cut me off and nearly drove into me, and then, when I tried to pass her, she swung to the right and nearly hit me again, and then flipped me off.

So somebody is having a bad day and taking it out on me. That’s fine. It’s harmless, and I don’t know what’s going on in this woman’s life. I’ll give her the benefit of the doubt she’s not just a piece of shit and is just having a bad day.

But then I park and she follows me, and gets out of the car and starts swearing at me and getting in my face.

Now I go from “indifferent” to “I’m gonna fuck with this woman’s head.” Now I would say I’m a gentleman of size, and in all black and bemohawked I probably look spookier than I actually am, so props to this lady for getting in my face. Now of course I’m not going to hit her, or even threaten violence. That’s shitty. Nobody should get threatened with violence.

Instead, I take a step back, narrowing my eyes like I’m studying her face really closely, and then I touch one of the several piece of “occulty” jewelry I’m wearing (none of which, by the way, are magicked in any way at all). Then I mumble some nonsense under my breath, and then make the fig gesture and the horns at her.

She stops, wide-eyed.

“WHAT THE HELL DID YOU JUST DO TO ME?”

I chuckled, and shake my head. “Nothing at all.” I say in a not-terrible convincing voice. “But every time something bad happens to you today, you’re gonna be thinking of me.”

Then I winked at her, and walked away.

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uncivilliberties:

anexperimentallife:

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Too good et cetera et cetera

hyperions-fate:

The evil in Minnesota is entirely American. It needs no propagandistic comparison to ‘oriental’ regimes abroad or whoever happens to be the 'barbaric’ enemy of the day. ICE’s inhumanity and cowardice is that of a state born out of slave plantations and the indian-hater’s rifle.

wanipiece:

a lot of my autism masking is just making myself more palatable for other people and my therapist said “does spock make himself ‘more palatable’ for others?” and had me promise to keep unmasking like:

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draconym:

draconym:

I have a gen X coworker who uses AI for everything. Everything. I watched her use it to generate an answer to an email from a parent asking if she could accommodate a child with disabilities in her program. When I told her that I, personally, would be offended if she used AI to write an email to me, she was surprised. She could not understand why.

My mom got me an “AI birdfeeder” that sends photos of birds to your phone and tries to identify them. Putting aside the fact that I am not going to give my wifi password and photos of my street to a spyware app–why would I want a computer to identify birds for me? My mom got me this gift because she knows I enjoy identifying birds. Do people want AI to eat their food and fuck their wives for them too?

grinchlybear:

so-much-for-subtlety:

mathew:

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Have you ever seen a cat white knuckling something before?

peterdyckmancampbell:

I do think I’m better than people who ignored the creeping rise of fascism until it was undeniable, actually

snake-eggs:

andhumanslovedstories:

andhumanslovedstories:

Some of the categories for the NYT Connections fills me with hatred and wrath. What do you mean “dog breeds with the first letter changed” i’ll kill you

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Fury. Rage. Flames on the side of my face.

“This is how these words would be related if they were different words”

clownboybebop:

my mom, discussing furries with me: but I don’t get all the cats and dogs, why wouldn’t you want to be a sexy animal? like a kangaroo

me: mama what the hell does that mean

my mom: so muscular

redstonedust:

tragic when a thing gets hate for being ‘woke trash’ and you look into it and its not even that woke. like cmon man i was promised monacle popping gay commie propaganda. this is just a video game with a woman in it.

grfn-btbtas:

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Type of shit your grandparents tell you that is categorically unconvincing