Empress of Mars: Undisputed @zebratron2084@awoo.space

i mean i'm not down on these people, they bring me food and thus by martian law i am sworn to honor them. i'm just curious if there's some kind of naturalistic phenomenon going on here, perhaps some hidden ecological pressure.

why the hell do 70% of my bitesquad drivers have walter white mustaches

@Trouffee@mastodon.social Thought of ya. <3 https://www.curbed.com/2018/12/4/18124593/barely-maps-peter-gorman

#maps

Disregarding all the ugly sociopolitical context it exists in spite of... this film clip is so pure and good and sweet. <3 I hope both its subjects had wonderful lives despite everything.

https://news.uchicago.edu/story/silent-film-black-couples-kiss-discovered-added-national-film-registry

I think I'm about due for a species change. The last year has been the most intense period of change-- and willfully trying to shed old personality traits-- that I've been through since I was that damned lavavixen.

Also, I drifted back to feline mostly as a way of dealing with close-quarters living with Anthracite. A little mooncat is unobtrusive and easy to live with (except when she's looking over your shoulders trying to do your paperwork for you). Hell, even a Martian tiger can be housetrained. And neither is especially _needy_, which feels like a big thing that got me into trouble at Transliminal.

But Anthy and I have settled into each other a lot easier than I expected, and well... a lot of the things the cats were dreamt up for no longer exist for me. And I don't need to feel like the cozy feline center of my world in order to matter, anymore.

Honestly... after the past year... I don't feel like I need to matter much at all. I withdrew almost completely and survived. And now I'm heading into a new environment, one where I'll have no contacts, no support but Anthy... and a ton of opportunity.

So, no more social animals for me. Maybe I'm not cut out for them. I'm something of an exile, for reasons I largely deserved, and you know... self-sufficiency sounds pretty good.

So what now? Crow? Coyote? Rat? I love all those scrappy little urban creatures, the ones that aren't *dangerous* exactly, but put a little bit of pressure back on human expansion. The ones that are clearly in the wings, waiting for the humans to fuck up so they can take over. It's all a bit fraught, since I feel like I'm intruding on @acetone_kitten's territory -- is it weird to copy your ex's species? -- but hey, if anything anywhere is open-source, it's a coyote. :)

You heard it first from Looper, folks: EVERY. SUPER. HERO. HAS. BEEN. CONFIRMED. FOR. AVENGERS. 4.

All of them. Squirrel Girl. Ambush Bug. Brother Power the Geek. Power Pack. The Newsboy Legion. The Canterbury Cricket. Alley-Cat-Abra. Mogo the Living Planet. Lion-O. Stretch Dude. Clobber Girl. Reid Fleming, World's Toughest Milkman. Sewer Urchin. BOTH the action and talk show Space Ghosts. Bananaman. Herbie the Fat Fury. The Flaming Carrot. The Culligan Man. The Michelin Man. Arm-Fall-Off Boy. And EIGHT guys named Nightwing!

What part of EVERY SUPERHERO don't you understand?!?! This movie is going to be a FUCKING BLOWOUT.

Dammit, Chrome. Dammit, FurAffinity.

Eyes are still blurry from the exam so I'll keep it short: I'm probably fine. ^__^ No "invasive procedures" needed, retinal drusen were small and crunchy just like they should be, and just gotta keep it monitored.

@anthracite has been singing "Autobahn" to herself all day.

Doing okay today!

Had a nice dinner out with @CeruleanK last night, at Uneeda Burger out in Fremont. Got deep-fried cheese curds. Regret nothing.

Checked the mail this morning and found almost all the bureaucratic stuff I was waiting for, including the rest of my insurance docs. Got to clear off _most_ of my to-do list in one go.

Am a little bit ahead on work, and basically enjoying the hell out of playing Carmen Sandiego for a living. The work outage is _definitely_ over, we are _definitely_ not closing up shop, and I should be set through around March.

Got the retinology appointment tomorrow. Still worried about the prospect of {UNPLEASANT MEDICAL PROCEDURE OMITTED}, but I've at least braced myself for every possibility. Mostly I'm just annoyed I'm gonna have to get my pupils dilated.

Heading home to Ohio late Monday. It'll be nice to get away for a bit.

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"Be patient. Your future will come to you and lie down at your feet like a dog who knows and likes you no matter what you are." -- Kurt Vonnegut (on Stephen Hawking's regret that we can not remember the future)

I want to create a series of memes, each of which has two copies of a connect-the-dots puzzle.

On the left is the "normie" solution: a duckie or kitty or fireman or whatever. On the right is the "rational" solution, where the dots are connected to read something like "SECRET MUSLIM" or "PIZZA BASEMENT" or "NO COLLUSION" in jagged, contorted, occasionally backwards letters.

A periodic reminder about my favorite online therapist, Chill The Lion:

https://codepen.io/Yakudoo/pen/YXxmYR

I don't think I would have made it through the last year if not for this guy. I'm tempted now and then to start a video stream where I just play with his mane for a few minutes a day. ^_____^

I ate an entire quarter pound of chocolate nougat from Trader Joe's in one sitting and I'm very pleased with myself.

My arbitration panel has denied your request.

https://i.imgur.com/pKthuCi.gifv

Without spoiling anything... I enjoyed the hell out of the casual bisexuality of last night's episode of The Good Place. ^__^

If you have *any* tolerance for sitcoms whatsoever, you should probably watch this show.

Rezeya's channel would just be old pirated episodes of the classic Martian Tiger sitcom, "Hey, They're Gonna Eat That Guy!", complete with the bloopers where they don't eat that guy and the 20-minute supercut of them eating those guys.

(That being said, I've been a lot happier since I started exercising three times a week, and sometimes my own problems have been nothing but Tigers Are Fucking Lazy.

If anything, my obesity is due to the shameful abundance of supermarkets, noodle houses, and bakeries in my neighborhood proportional to, say, slow but lean free-roaming gazelles. O:) )