Rain Dog @Leucrotta@awoo.space

the true measure of a taqueria is the variety of meat and whether you can get Jarritos. El Rinconsitio has Favoritos rather than Jarritos but they get a free pass ‘cause they have buche, lengua *and* tripas.

song of the moment

The Exploited Fuck the USA Lyrics https://youtu.be/y1tZ21i1Bn4 via @YouTube

https://www.jpost.com/international/article-702341

Republicans are just more fucking Nazis and yet they always fucking get away with it

fuck this shit country
fuck Republicans and their genocidal false faith
fuck white supremacists

GWAR I BRING FORTH, THE PORTAL POTTY!
coming to feed on the shit from your bodies
your turds have more power than mere human faeces
let's use this great power to recover the pieces!

COVERED IN SHIT IS ALL YOU DESIRE
MYSTICAL DOORWAY SWIRLING WITH FIRE
WE'LL USE THE PLUNGER IF BLOCKAGE WON'T BUDGE
IT'S A GATE TO THE PLANE OF FUDGE!

Cross the river leave the Abyss
give the seat of the toilet a kiss
each virgin sacrifice speaks these magic words;
just jiggle the handle! Let flow go the turds!

YEAH! HERE IT COMES BABY, AH'M DROPPIN' MAH LOAD!
AH AIN'T JUST UP ON IT, AH AM TH' COMMODE!

The power of the toilet must NEVER be abused!
he must be sponged he must be plunged lest CARNAGE will ensue!
If a DEAD SHEEP were to clog him, who KNOWS what would arise?
Maybe he'd bring the Master. Wouldn't THAT be a surprise?

*intones darkly*
their house is a museum where people come to see 'em!
they really are a scream!

Who would win, a brutally busy day on bad sleep with hypervigilance, or amazing memories of great people and great times years ago and several states away?

When today’s finally over I’m gonna go to the dispensary, buy a batch of edibles, and eat one, and do my laundry.

In a fair world, disability would be easy enough to get and enough to live on, and I could be a wreck instead of having to be high functioning with all my buttons pushed hard. But then in a fair world my Dad went to Julliard and Reagan never took power and this would all look completely different.

I need to swap jobs. This thing really sits tidily on my learned helplessness, I feel like I’m back in high school, which is a bit much on top of all the wider world telling me the 80s are back again.

Dear career ladder climber in PDX, I know there’s nothing you love so much as heavily implying someone else is incompetent and that you by contrast are a wonderful miracle worker, but have you ever considered that it’s not actually motivating?

Still think it’s sheer gonzo genius that here’s this kinda glurgy 70s track about sail away with me which abruptly takes a hard starboard turn into AND THEN ALIENS SHOW UP

bribing myself to get out the door with the promise of an oat milk latte

It's just been a bad night sleep wise.

what if, instead of going in to a heavy day at my job (I always dread Fridays), I took the day off, and got mimosas with brunch?

wild.

I have a MU* character whose lightly sketched in, sci-fi background is that she was brought up as a servant to a powerful noble house (equivalent to Davion or Kurita); this morning, asked her name by someone far more powerful, she gave that as her surname, which previously I hadn't thought up.

fuck it's time to swap albums a little

YOU'LL WIND UP IN SOME FACTORY
THAT'S FULL TIME FILTH AND NOWHERE LEFT TO GO
WALK HOME TO AN EMPTY HOUSE,
SIT AROUND ALL BY YOURSELF

man this song is making me want a roadtrip, *and* a smoke.

relentless eating machine ate about half the kohlrabi salad, all the sauteed cucumbers, the remaining slivered ham, and is now working on this piece of cake

all while listening to what's definitely one of the greatest albums of all time if not the greatest.

sauteed cucumbers with appropriate levels of dill

I will try not to worry you
I have seen things that you will never see
Leave it to memory, me.
I shudder to breathe.
I want you to remember.

I need something to fly over my grave again.

Okay I tried making a kohlrabi salad from the Ottolenghi cookbook. This is actually pretty good so assuming it doesn’t give me the shits I think I like kohlrabi!

Ooh, an MDF kit of a Japanese watermill! As we all know prior to Meiji era reforms every mill was home to a wise old senior citizen dispensing cranky advice to villagers, or “sutero taipu no purrotodebaisu.”