It’s come to my attention many of you are taking liberties when grinding your enemies’ bones to powder.
Granite mortar and pestle, or kindly get the shitting fuck out of my clubhouse.
You gotta respect marine biologists because if you don't, all their buddies are nightmarish abyssal creatures. You don't need those kinds of enemies in your life.
Launching a map service where I give directions like “when the wind blows northeasterly, you’ll come to an old mansion with a crone sitting on the porch—turn the angle her nose points, then continue until a frog hits you in the face. I’ll be the one throwing the frog.”
Might just fuck around and admit between stimulus and response there is a space. In that space is our power to choose our response. In our response lies our growth and our freedom.
‘Dark and brooding, Heathcliff stared across the misty moors and muttered, “I hate Mondays, but damn I love lasagna.”’
Emily crumpled up the paper. No. Something just wasn’t working.
You don't have to wait until Halloween to dress up as a mummy. You can just do that now and wrap yourself in bandages and wander around and vomit swarms of scarabs on people. You don't need October for that. You can turn their blood to black ichor with fell magicks in July. You're an adult, it's ok.
Interesting how "respect for the dead" only ever means "don't mention the horrible things powerful people did in their obituaries" and never means "don't dig up dead celebrities and puppeteer their corpses for fun and profit".
Earlier this week, AI company ElevenLabs said it is bringing digitally produced celebrity voice-overs of deceased actors to its newly launched Reader app. The company said the app takes articles, PDF, ePub, newsletters, e-books or any other text on your phone and turns it into voice-overs.
One awkward aspect of The Handmaid’s Tale becoming reality now is how the names will all be like Ofchad and Ofdylan. Maybe an Oftucker or Ofblane. Ofspencer.
I gave it about 10 seconds of silence, just hanging in the air between us, before I said “and how would I retrieve the key from the mailbox?” The woman was just like “oh. Right.”
Just remembering the time I moved into a new apartment and the management company forgot to leave me a mailbox key, then when I called about it, they offered to mail it to me 😒