Rain Dog @Leucrotta@awoo.space

There are few who can deny at what I do I’m the best,
For my talents are renowned far and wide.
Gewüßt kommt auch mal zu mir einmal eine,
Und dann müßt ich wissen, was ich tu
Und wenn er Geld hat
Und wenn er nett ist
Und sein‘ Kragen wird auf Worktags rein
#NotWeill #OrElfman

Today’s realization that “ninja,” “cowboy,” “pirate,” and “Viking” have the same syllabic count as “postman” and can be freely substituted in The Marvellettes’ “Please Mister Postman.”

There's a Barnes & Noble near me open till 9 on weekdays so visited yesterday after work. It's pretty okay, though I feel my usual ehh about B&N.

This is the second time I spotted a book titled The Anarchy in a history section and was disappointed that it's >800 years and half a world away from The Anarchy I would like to read up on.

aww man, even though YouTube doesn't have the best fight scene from The One it does have the first fight scene. I have problems with rooting for villains, sometimes.

Given that I didn't really get to have a life before I turned 18, I kinda resent being told - kids or no - that all I've got ahead of me is waiting for death.

Could you distill "having and raising a family" to mean "give back to the community"? And if so, if you're a half-decent person, isn't that kinda inevitable?

If I don't have my shit together, I *don't have my shit together*, and I don't think kids would change that.

Back to the point about kids, it's a tradeoff. I will never see a child of my own graduate high school or soar intellectually/athletically/artistically way beyond anything I can do. I will also never have to help a child face bullies, active shooter drills, global climate change, and anti-semitism. In fact it's almost an indictment of that dude's whiteness. Easy to see parenthood as some sort of Norman Rockwell like state of bliss when there's no chance that your kid will deal with threats of eternal Hell, or segregation convenienced by assignments or mandatory Christmas pagaents, or striped-shirted corpses piled in the mud in old photos, or screaming right-wing politicians in the here and now. And that's not even getting into being a nurturing, responsible parent for a kid facing anti-blackness.

I didn't come here to tell you how this is gonna end. I came here to tell you how this is gonna begin. I'm gonna hang up this phone and then I'm gonna microwave a whole batch of burritos and listen to Lords of Acid. A world without boundaries and borders, without rules and regulations. A world where anything is possible.

Where we go from there is up to you.

* flies off into the Seattle sky, trenchcoat trailing like a superhero's cape, to Lords of Acid's "Cane My Ponyboy Ass," the 12" Veiny Strap On Mix. From their 1996 "Guaranteed to Piss Off Fundamentalists" album *

It occurs to me that Zen parables work in part because of Japanese manners. If an esteemed master overfills your cup with tea, there's a bucket of dirty water on the walkway etc, your trained response is to not say anything, so there's an element of acknowledging reality as not-what-you're-supposed-to-say.

"Funkytown/Closer" => "Ghostbusters/Closer" => "Ghostbusters/Intergalactic Planetary" => "Ch Ch Check It Out/Testify" => "Spoonman/Mic Check" => Niel Cicierega's "Close to the Sun."

"Gotta make a move to a town that's right for me," the Cimmerian grunted, and shrugged his Koth-forged broadsword onto his back. "Town to keep me movin', keep me grovin' with some energy, by Crom."

AND WHEN I'M SIPPING ON A PERRIER
IN SOME CAFE DOWN IN ST. TROPEZ
IT'S HARD TO KEEP THE FANS AT BAY
THEY SAY "SIGN MY POODLE, S'IL-VOUS PLAIT?"
POODLE
POODLE
* not even vaguely a long enough instrumental *

you can tell "Genius in France" is not *actually* a Zappa track, because if it were it'd contain a 2-3 minute long instrumental

REPTILES have silly grins
dark eyes, shiny teeth
SOME HAVE FINS!

SAMURAI they smile never
serious. Pretty swords.
VERY CLEVER!

Finished a #drawing roughed last night, a wraith paralyzing an unfortunate barbarian with magical fear; started and tightened a samurai on a bridge facing a supernatural opponent. Spears and listening to Sato Masaru tracks.

definitely one of those baked "I keep realizing, over and over again, the Buddha was right about this stuff" moments

this is definitely a time that I think about people I knew from online who just dropped out of touch for one reason or another. Mourning lost online connections is one of the many non-romantic relationship things nothing in society actually tells you that you're going to address.

Today’s mood seems to alternate between “there are cool things to experience and create” and “the last time I really felt like there was a future was 2015, I miss cons, I miss being younger, how is this gonna get worse.”

possible ideas to work up later, please let me know if any stand out more than others as cool;

1) wild dogs vs a sphynx
2) zombie sea/lake monster passes by wrecked boat on a slope underwater
3) adventurer passes over a cave/sinkhole with a monster lurking beneath
4) space marine boarding action
5) zombie tyrannosaur bursts out of forest
6) adventurers looting a shrine are stopped by its guardian spirit
7) mind flayer laboratory
8) samurai on a bridge attacked by flying creature

man it's Sunday I really want dim sum.

* realizes nearly every other Chinese-American or sinophile around Seattle has had this exact same thought, and actually getting a seat for dim sum is not very likely *

man it's Sunday I really want crepes.

*steps onto soapbox*
Trans men can be as beardy tattooed gym rat macho or as indoorsy, quiet, shy, artistic and "girly" as they damn well please. Same deal as for cis men. That's the #subtweet.
*steps off soapbox*

#subtweet beholders are copyright WotC