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I am currently in a strange and disgustingly cute B&B room in Portland and I'm very pleased about this.

The only part of this trip I am not pleased with so far is the massive strip of tasty-looking food carts across from this place, which will surely be the place of my demise.

woowoo/headpeople 

Can I just change my name to "Three Cats, Pony, and Trashpanda, LLC?" It probably better reflects what's actually going on in here, and why people who expect me to act like a sensible consistent human being are likely to be disappointed. You see how far YOU get when everything's gotta be done by committee.

Cripes, the trashpanda's the only one whose paws can even work the levers. :|

Angst update:

I'm basically okay, I'm just WAY off balance due to an impending work deadline and some emotional stuff that got knocked out of alignment.

Things are improving in general for me. I just ran into a bunch of stuff onlinr this morning that reminded me of the past, while my defenses were really low.

Also politics. I don't think I even need to explain that one. >_>;;

angst 

I'm nothing but a big blob of toxin in the spiritual food chain of postfurry this morning, that last tuna you eat before the heavy metals finally erode the last of your sanity.

I've just absorbed too much of it from the environment (read: "angry, depressing screeds from all colors of the ideological spectrum") today. All I'm gonna do is pass it on to others or mouth off.

Think I'm just gonna go seal myself off again until the spiritual equivalent of the EPA gets here with the backhoes.

horrible Enter The Gungeon fridge logic 

There's nowhere for them to poop. Do they just go over the side? We already know from the goblin NPC that'll go straight into the Gungeon.

No wonder Hunter's corgi is so distractible in there.

Christ, the amount of stupid bullshit that goes down in progressive circles because people are unable to distinguish between structures of oppression and personal bigotry.

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There's no particular drama behind this one. I just really like this song, and it feels like the right kind of moody for an otherwise cheerful morning in strange times.

work; complicity 

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You know what I'd love to see?

A huge liberal Feast of Atonement ritual. We all make a pact that the day Trump gets out of office, everyone who HATED him will get together with their friends for a celebration. Old grievances will be buried, old stress will be forgiven, and we all pretend we didn't do the things we did to each other when it felt like the world was going to end.

earth human money job; anxiety; "success" 

It will never cease to infuriate me that my brain is just as prone to panic after being praised by my employers, as it is after being criticized.

Guess I'm still doing great, if a little slow, at my employee evals-- and damn, if this job isn't raising some fascinating intellectual questions. I'm splitting semantic hairs all day and apparently good at it.

It's so weird having _work_ be the most stable sphere of my life. Maybe that's what scares me. >_>;;

TIL the coypu has bright, almost day-glo orange teeth. Why was I never informed of this?!

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I did the research, it's definitely not shopped. It's due to high iron content. But now I definitely want an anthropomorphic one with lustrous electric-blue incisors, matching hair, and that [Molly Millions × Tina Belcher] charm.

Quick shot in the dark:

Postfurry at its core is about pulling the "Darmok and Jalad at Tanagra" trick on your own psyche.

We already know that unitary identity is a neurological trick, and human consciousness is multi-layered. But our vocabulary for these things is shit.

Living out your furry identities gives you a powerful narrative shorthand for talking about nuanced inner states-- states that would be very clumsy (and dull) to explain in great literal detail.

Just shooting this off, but... I wonder if any of the locals might be interested in doing an RPG experiment with me?

Be warned, I have very little tabletop experience, and all my attempts to GM so far have been abortive, because I'm scatteredbrained as hell. This is not unlikely to fizzle. :)

But I'm game to try again, and with all the veteran RPers around here, I'm sure SOMETHING interesting would happen. You may be snared into some game system design as well, hoping to keep it simple though.

I should be less shy about sharing some of my ideas, now that some of the pariah funk seems to be dissipating from my brain. n.n;

I've been obsessing about the idea of a card-based storygame RPG whose goal is to create an enormous funky-smelling overgrown mess of a multiversal canon, like I was discussing a few tweets ago.

I think that's one of the biggest things I miss about focused RP. Socializing through it was awesome, but worldbuilding is the part I just gotta have in my life.

These books would've been great if I'd wanted to write the next Guardians of the Galaxy. But honestly, if we're going it alone, without a studio -- and Peg may feel very differently, here -- I want it to look more like Star Trek by way of Jean Cocteau dressed up like David Bowie, glitter makeup and all. We don't have to care if you don't like it. XD It took so long for me to learn that this is OKAY.

I think watching Orphée with Peggy might have really screwed my head up. Productively so.

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You know that old psychological trick where you flip a coin, not because you want it to make the decision for you, but because you want to be forced to confront which option you really wanted?

Yeah, reading books about screenwriting has been like that for me. I don't feel like I learned anything useful from "Save The Cat," for instance, except "yes, Hollywood screenwriting is its own stylized artform and, no, you absolutely do not want to work within it, especially not for Parallax."

I crave canon.

I crave complex, tangled, mutually self-contradictory, disputable canon.

I crave canon that is so warped and fermented with age that it generates interesting metaphysical quandaries even when it desperately doesn't want to.

I crave canon that is so convoluted, any attempt to streamline it will either destroy it, or make it exponentially more complicated.

I don't just want these canons... I want to play with something that will GENERATE them. I want a multi-narrative antfarm.

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