Rain Dog @Leucrotta@awoo.space

Idk, feeling frustrated and angry kind of at a low lying existential level about the usual stuff (poverty, creeping media assisted fascism, antisemitism, how my weird ass kinks likely don’t align with anyone’s wants, wanting to fence again see “poverty”)

Guess who decided on not enough sleep and bad CPTSD crap to try #drawing an entire game’s worth of NPCs to try figuring out their personalities? Here’s as far as I got. #wip

you know, I was gonna make a wiseass comment about people smoking like a foundry in Pittsburgh during films noir, but I can't come up with anything that good, so you get a link to Miklos Rosza's score for Double Indemnity because it's a great score (also it's a good movie!)

https://youtu.be/Cbf44knA1vY?si=gnYXo_URQJFrhgLw

https://youtu.be/gWWlHYgQn68?si=aQcs5iVy9eXzJVT9

* very Harrison Ford voice * She was the kind of dame you've seen in soft focus in a hundred different movies, with the kind of body that said "I WILL pull a gat on you at waist level at the end of the movie." *lights up*

uhhh when did we start using "dolls" for "trans women"

I mean, I *like* the term, it's just kinda retro. Like they show up in private detectives' offices and invariably pull a gat and get a soft focus close up.

I went straight from a video of building the Imperial Palace on Terra through "you must chant the Sancti Note Bruneus in order to use the Lavatorium" to "the Drukhari clearly have soul-sucking toilets" to playing Gwar's "Jiggle the Handle" again.

every time I get the Daiya vegan/gluten free pizza, I forget that the crust has the same texture as Ritz crackers or Manischewitz matzohs, and yet the siren song of vegan 'za means I keep buying/cooking the stuff now and then

Fuck. Fuck, fuck. You have no idea how completely this person has made me feel like I’m fucking 10 again, this past week. Like I’m fucking 12 again. Fucking 14 again.

Crap. Ultra picky coworker is auditing my work again, I can’t tell her no. So I’m looking forward to her making me feel completely incapable of doing my job. AGAIN.

I think it’s the line about not expecting to grow flowers in the desert, and seeing the sun in wintertime (surely it can’t rain nonstop May through July?) but I’ve always parsed “In a Big Country” as being about Australia, rather than Scotland.

We’d all be better off if this were the day a massive stroke or heart attack took me out, but we’re not that lucky, so I will try to do an okay job.

rapidly turning into a poor sleep night

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the down side of aging plus delicious tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwiches for dinner is the sort of acid reflux I used to only get after chorizo burritos with more than one margarita.

if I had a nickel for every Blue Oyster Cult song about Elric of Melnibone, I'd have three nickels, which isn't much, but most groups don't even have *one* Elric song.

has anyone ever graffiti'd an "In and Out Burger" sign with "Funky Claude was running"

we all came out to Montauk
on the Lake Geneva shoreline
makin' fart noises with our armpits
we didn't have much time

oh no, I'm sad about cats again

I would dance like the Queen of the Eyesores,
and the rest of our lives would've fared well

three dead in a crash on the number 4
two witnesses blowin' up high
not sure whose will be done, you can call me a sinner for a-wonderin' why

hey darlin'! sleepin' on the blacktop
hey darlin'! runnin' through the trees, honey
hey darlin'! leavin' for the next town
less'n mah sense catches up with me