Rain Dog @Leucrotta@awoo.space

the beginning is a very delicate time. know then that this is the year 10191. the known universe is ruled by the Padishah Emperor Shaddam IV, my father. in this time the most precious substance in the universe is the spice, melange. the spice extends life. the spice expands consciousness. the spice is vital to space travel. the spacing guild and its navigators whom the spice has mutated over 4000 years use the orange spice gas to fold space, that is to travel without movement.

oh yes I forgot to tell you; the spice is found on only one planet in the known universe, a desolate dry world of vast deserts and canyons. hidden away in the rocks and crevices of this planet are a people known as the Fremen who have long held a prophecy that a man would come, a messiah, who would lead them to true freedom. The planet is Arrakis, also known as Dune.

Mockingbird Girl - The Magnificent Bastards https://youtu.be/x9WO5hTy-hU via @YouTube

more 90s than going to Fred Meyer in Kent at 10 PM during a torrential downpour to buy American Spirits

one two three fo
ON CANDY STRIPED LEGS THE SPIDER MAN COMES
SOFTLY THROUGH THE SHADOW OF THE EV'NIN' SUN
STEALIN' PAST WINDOWS OF THE BLISSFULLY DEAD
LOOKIN' FOR VICTIMS SHIVERIN' IN BED
LOOK OUT! HERE COMES THE SPIDER MAN!

doo doo doo doo doo
doo da DWEE doo duh duh
doo doo doo doo doo
doo doo doo doo doo
babaDEEdum babadeedum babadeedum
babaDEEdum babadeedum babadeedum
dweedle dweedle deedle deedle
dweedle dweedle deedle deedle
dweedle dweedle deedle deedle

STANDING BY THE SINK WITH A JAR BY MY HEAD
STARING AT THE JAM
STARING AT THE BREAD
STARING AT THE PEANUT BUTTER VERY COARSELY GROUND
I COULD EAT IT OPEN FACED
BUT I HEAR NO SOUND
I'M ALIVE (dwaaaam)
I'M DEAD
I'M THE STRANGER
MAKING A SANDWICH

put together sigumchi namul (marinated spinach) and Szechuan cucumber for this thing on Friday

then I pan fried chicken livers for dinner. I think I got a little TOO enthusiastic with how much liver you can get for $3.50 at Asian Family Food Center, so there's leftovers

see if I were Scott Adams I would generate interest in my unfunny comic by making it instead about the swashbuckling adventures of the protagonist’s rapier-flourishing ancestor Comte Henri D’Ilbert in the service of Cardinal Mazarin

I might have a bias here however

Dropping this link largely for me, might be useful to others

https://www.regulations.gov/document/HHS-OS-2022-0012-0001

To play music, plug your phone into the AUX jack, or the AUX ARMES CITOYENS jack if it’s really patriotic music.

not that this matters because, of course, some day Owain Glyn Dwr shall return, thus allowing the Welsh to foul the place up on their own, without outside assistance.

The reigning monarch's power over the Commonwealth and showing up on their currency is represented by all the swords they've been handed by ladies in glistening samite. This is why no English monarch has fought since George II, the sword belt gets too unwieldy to lug around.

The Lady of the Lake handed Excalibur, the blade of kings forged in long forgotten myth, to Charles III, that's historically how you become king of England, right? Presumably Elizabeth II's long life was due to having the scabbard.

Presumably Commonwealth countries have similar ladies and magic swords, like Slipashrimponthebarbie, which is highly venomous because Australia.

hey who has two thumbs and also apparently insomnia and acid reflux?

Yep it's time again for the theme tune to "Shaft in Geosynchronous Orbit."

The MOB wanted the SPACE ELEVATOR. They got SHAFT! Right up to HERE!

Deodato ~ Also Sprach Zarathustra (2001) 1973 Jazz Funk Purrfection Version https://youtu.be/pwx9OPaJiyM via @YouTube

ground control to Major Tom,
your circuit's dead, there's something wrong,
can you hear me, Major Tom?
can you hear me, Major Tom?
can you hear me, Major Tom?
can you hear...

https://stabmag.com/elsewhere/sea-otter-steals-surfers-board-and-bites-it-furiously-cementing-local-status-at-steamer-lane/

duuuuude. DUDE! dude, there's an OTTER on that dude's stick, it's like NATURE and shit, that's so totally non-non-heinous

But wait there’s MORE! FALCHIONS AND FLAGONS™️A SWORD AGE AN AXE AGE™️ lets you bring the action into an even earlier acetylene lit age only now everyone’s Scandinavian! New scenarios like “You Can’t Pict Your Friends” and “Dödens Fikarast” drop you right in the action! So don your byrnie, ready your breidox and your Billy™️ white pine bookshelves, and raid the tumultuous 900s!

Long ago Europe was a place where people dressed in burlap, an age lit by acetylene torches! This was the age of the FALCHIONS AND FLAGONS™️ role playing game! Choose from exciting ancestries like human, human or human! Random rolls determine if YOUR character will prove an able administrator in the Welsh Marches, or has no chance of owning armour better than cuir bouilli! Equip NPCs with Body Odour or Interesting Carbuncles! Hit location and infection tables reduce chances of surviving combat!

However if I know I don’t think as clearly while hypervigilant, and my IQ tested as 149/142 in childhood while I was probably hypervigilant, it’s a safe bet that I’m somewhere smarter than that.

So then my boss did something, I assume unintentionally, that really triggered me. He doesn’t know this and doesn’t need to know this. In the middle of trying to complete a multilayered task i also fielded a more involved phone call, while having my brain scream about how an angry adult or peer was now about to open up on me about how shitty I am. I felt like my ability to respond was really going away with panic about making the adult/peer happy.

I am still on edge.