Reading a book with a very minor character, a black cat named Sydney-You-Asshole.
Sydney is really growing on me as comedic relief.
But his apparently full name makes me giggle every time he brings the feline mayhem.
@malwindsor.bsky.social Hubby has decreed we will be (re)watching Arcane this weekend. He does not remember who told him it was good, but assures me I'll like it.
I find this hilarious, as it was you who first suggested it to me, and he had real doubts, seeing as you're "one of my SPN friends."😂
It seems that every week I find a new way to be erroneous in my typing.
This week m=comma more often than not.
For example: The adjusted values range from $2m510m000 to $2m830m000.
Reallym Laura?
I can't help but feel the Boebert story is a lesson: Judge not, lest ye be judged.
As a deeply cynical human, I suspect that aspect of the lesson will be lost on those most in need of it. As always.
I'm feeling a tad nostalgic for the days I would pick up my flute and play a bunch of blues tunes until I felt better about whatever.
I've been out of practice for decades, and just today, donated that flute to the local school. She's gone to a good home.
But the after-the-fact weepies are real.
I've been noticing that when I type fast, then read back over what I've written, roughly half the time it's not what my brain was saying to my fingers. (And not in the "hit between keys" way, either.)
I mean word substitutions that I think I hit the right keys for what I meant, not what I got.
Bro & fam have invited offspring to move back in, so I'm taking some family furniture to help them make room.
Bro is describing the stuff we both grew up with to me like I don't know what it looks like.
I can tell he's getting pissy about the emojis I'm sending back.
Folks, we're in our 50s.
I bet my girlfriend that this picture of our cats could get 10 billion reskeets.
She said she doesn't believe me. She said there aren't even 10 billion people on Earth. She said it concerns her that I struggle so hard to comprehend large numbers.
Let's prove her wrong everyone.
My feed is wild just now: Neil Gaiman is everywhere, and possibly a tad bored. There's a myriad of complicated and forgotten words, courtesy of Grandiloquent; and a bunch of random images of various animals being adorbs.
Blue FTW.
