Empress of Mars: Undisputed @zebratron2084@awoo.space

NO. BAD ORANGE. BAD STUBBY. THAT IS OUR NUMBER. YOU DO NOT GET TO USE OUR NUMBER.

YOU ARE NOT THE ANSWER TO THE GREAT QUESTION. YOU ARE THE ANTI-LIFE EQUATION. THE ANSWER TO THE ANTI-LIFE EQUATION IS NOT GODDAMN FORTY-TWO. 😾​

I am subscribed to a fair number of right-wing spam lists as a "know thy enemy" thing, and I have to say, I am quite pleased by the pants-shitting tone of the "emergency" donation request I just got from Newt Gingrich begging to help the GOP keep the House.

None of these people sound very happy, and my own happiness level increases proportionally. There are all sorts of things the Right could have done to get into my good graces; they haven't done a single goddamn one.

I think the folksinger they're currently playing at this cafe has had a Dylanization procedure on his nasal passages.

Possibly a botched one that caused some collateral neurological damage, since he's... he's... he's so SAD about something or other. -_-

This is actually a pretty good show. Unfortunately, it's strictly for cats only, please. We can not be held responsible if one of the rest of you watches it by mistake.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o_igMpbnkWU

That was exhausting and kind of awesome. I honestly don't know what felt better, the consistent praise for where Parallax is going from random fans at our table-- or the renewed sense that I can be male-presenting at a con, be myself, and at the _very_ worst be treated like a Tame, Civilized Being capable of gentleness and charm.

Wait, nah, definitely the first one, but they were both pretty awesome. So's getting to do nothing and talk to nobody for the next 6 hours!

(In case you skip the article but are worried about the future of Corgi Imperialism: on the other hand, the Royal Family still has a couple corgi-dachshund mixes who are youthful and hale. And I have it on good authority they both vote Plaid Cymru. ^___^ )

https://www.vogue.com/article/its-the-end-of-an-era-queen-elizabeths-last-corgi-has-died

I feel like I should, like, sing God Save The Queen or Nearer My Dog To Thee before I go to bed tonight, or something. :'(

TL;DR: If you're the sort of person who would block someone just for following somebody, without even first asking the details of WHY and what the follow actually MEANS... I am not really enthusiastic about knowing you and will probably try to bite you. 😾​

Listen, that's how I got through Christianity. I assured myself, quote, "God won't mind just lookin'." I saw problematic things. I saw ideas I came to hate. I got a lot of complicated ideas to chew on.

I don't regret that, and won't change it. Nobody gets to police my mental inputs as a condition of friendship, let alone of social media acquaintance. Nobody gets to tell me I can't even *look* at good work, just 'cause it's made by a crummy person. Christ, I'd lose half my bookshelf.

"stop following transphobic artists and expecting me to not block you" -- random artist

Okay, that's a bridge too far for me. Following is not endorsement. "Don't RT them" and "don't endorse their beliefs," fine. If I ever caught one of y'all dabbling in this kind of purism, though, it's you who'd get blocked.

I ran around on the set of a film, trying to get any of the crew to listen to me when I said "I'm hurting and I don't know what to do." I woke up with that phrase right on my tongue.

Yikes, brain, what is your problem? The Transliminal thing seemed like it was starting to heal up. Peg and I have started getting regular praise on Parallax. Dragons are awesome. We're fine, right? So what is your problem?!

Frankly, I would have preferred a proper nightmare with a monster or something.

"Is there a little vocoder that turns their excited yipping into bleeps?"

"Peggy, I'm shocked that you'd feel you'd even need to ask me that question. Of course. Of course there is."

New headcanon: every single Star Wars astromech droid secretly contains a tiny corgi in the upper dome working the controls.

#moodsnapshot #currentmusic #koolkeith #remotecontrolalligators #yeah

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dlYkKZsXGl0&t=2531s

Read through a bunch of old Tapestries logs on a random whim.

Huh. I really was one of the originals, I guess. I don't know if postfurry really affected a damn thing, but we sure beat the rest of the fandom to where it was already headed.

I should have had a pizza waiting for 'em, or something, when they arrived here in the future. Oh, well.

I wrote some real weird shit about some real weird ways to connect with people, y'all. (Surprisingly non-sexual, most of it?)

I think these dekotora are the tackiest things I've ever loved.

https://www.google.com/search?q=dekotora&source=lnms&tbm=isch&sa=X&ved=0ahUKEwi62cvszaTeAhXH-lQKHXG7ABUQ_AUIDigB&biw=913&bih=605

Oh, shit. I keep forgetting that many of you are a lot younger than me, and have no recollection of the pre-Gorbachev world.

Oh, yeah, doom is okay. You get used to it, and then you wake up one day and-- one way or the other-- it's over.

I know not everybody can share my fatalism. But I'm not gonna lie: it's good over here. You should try it. We have absolutely no idea how any of this will actually shake out, and we were all headed to the same place anyhow.

I want to make Peggy animate Parallax in this style, with live amateur actors wearing animal kigu.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WnozSoc5-k0

You know what I'm really in the mood for tonight? A long friendly chat about gender... with a space alien. Or a Solomon Islander. Or a squid. Or someone, something, anything that hasn't got a gigafuckme of contorted, overgrown political and cultural baggage surrounding the topic.

But I'd also kinda pity them for having to put up with *mine*.

*shrugs and rolls a big rock at @anthracite's feet* Kwek. 🐧​