Empress of Mars: Undisputed @zebratron2084@awoo.space

tonight's idle amusement:

posting pictures of Catherine the Great (and other historical personages once I got bored) to the birdsite accounts of various far-right public figures, without captions so they're left trying to puzzle out the actual insult on their own O:)

@anthracite (nvm martha, zoya just stepped on the prison and all is well ^_____^ )

Happy Virginia Woolf's birthday to my beloved @anthracite, YOU INSUFFERABLE OLD HARPY! YOU DREADFUL HALFWITTED MOONCALF! AFTER ALL THESE YEARS, I STILL RUE THE DAY I MET YOU! AND OUR SON STEVIE SAYS HELLO... FROM JAIL!

( <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3)

#WhoseUnafraidOfAnthyDragon
#BailTheLittleScampOutWouldYouDear
#AndCallAGoodPlushDinosaurLawyer
#ItsJustOurWay
#BeOurLittleMouse

The latter stages of a flu, on a sad misanthropic day, seem like a good time to binge the entirety of True Detective Season 1.

I do this only because Thomas Ligotti hasn't made a film yet. -_-

#moodsnapshot #CarcosaShorttimer #RootingForCthulhu

Let. Punk. Die. :(

More importantly, let the "-punk" suffix die. :(

Sometimes Masto makes me feel like I'm the lone <s>Bart</s>Rudiger in a roomful of Brad Goodmans, putting everyone on the edge of a shame spiral. This is not a particular point of pride nor joy for me. :|

Yeah, okay, no, this sexuality discussion is most definitely making my day much more difficult and I think it's time to invoke my friend Blocksite for a few hours.

It's not you, it's me. It's basically kicking some issues of mine in with clog shoes. >_<

(But god, seriously, it's as bad as listening to NORWEGIANS talk, sometimes. Or worse, those scurrilous Midwesterners. ;p )

I'm having a bit of ideological allergy to my fellow travelers this morning. It's none of your faults, specifically, and 95% of the damage was done on Reddit, but I think I need a break.

No action item here. I'm mostly just chronicling it, because it happens more often than I'd like. It's my damage, at least my inability to just stuff it down, accommodate people, and pretend the way some far-leftists talk when they're "engaging one another's feelings" doesn't drive me crazy.

Be well.

(But more than that, I'm highly disturbed and angry at the fact that woke millennials apparently don't find Hot Pockets to be DEEPLY offensive.

At least I've never caught any actually EATING one, which would be beyond the pale and might just be enough to drive me out of the social justice movement for good.

I sincerely believe Hot Pockets were invented by malevolent aliens in the service of the Anti-Life Recipe and those who knowingly consume them remand membership in humanity forever.)

Finished day job shift. Nobody died. Flu slowly subsiding. Still hate most humans just a little.

TODAY'S FINAL GRUMP READING: 2550 milliRooneys (mRn)

(FWIW, I'm pretty sure Navid Hasan was originally just kidding, but I'm not surprised AT ALL that so many people repeated the story like it was 100% factual.)

I FUCKING KNEW IT. I called it the moment I saw this fake-ass story. I am getting real sick of people assuming everything revolves around their empty little meme culture. And I won't even get into the disgustingly common flaws in critical thinking that this whole story betrays. -_-

https://www.snopes.com/stores-locking-tide-pods-people-wont-eat/

#GetOffMyLawn

If you're trying to prove that humor "doesn't need to be offensive in order to be funny," maybe posting 400 consecutive Hot Pockets and Connect Four memes was *not* the most persuasive means.

I'll stick with Mel Brooks laughing at people falling into open sewers, because he at least only uses the same joke once a film, but thanks all the same, kiddo. :P

It tells you a lot about me that my main reaction to this beautiful meme was "Huh, I wonder if 'in a metallurgical' is an error, or just a foreign usage I'm not familiar with?"

I am a living VT100 monitor. There is nothing in my world but words, really.

https://i.redd.it/mlcydnnktvb01.jpg

Now it's one fondue restaurant after another. It's a damn good thing every American fondue restaurant I've ever seen has been a bunch of overpriced expense-account corporate-franchise featured-in-airline-magazines horseshit (tell me I am wrong), or I'd be suffering temptation something fierce.

Dammit dammit dammit dammit.

(Or maybe verdomme verdomme verdomme verdomme?)

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Poffertjes

I was reminded while reading her bibliography and a related quote that Ursula K. LeGuin didn't really kick off her writing career in earnest until she was 35.

I'm 42. And Peg and I were writing Five Glasses of Absinthe, the first work of mine I'd really consider *remotely* serious or professional, by 2007.

There's no shame in starting slow and nothing stopping me from here. Thank you, Aunt Ursula, for that final gift. I hope you are somewhere, somehow, and it's nice.

Donald Trump's real parents were a Tide Pod and the script of Snakes On A Plane. He is the human incarnation of "this is awful, try some."

Discuss.

Geez, I'd wanna just smack the grin off his face, but if he's an elemental I'd probably just get joy all over my hands. Ewwww. >_____<

Yeah. I think I nailed it. That's my mood today. I want to be the villain's main henchcritter in a 1980's "girly" cartoon. Wielding a huge color-draining laser that turns everything into... er... *peers out window* Seattle.