frankie: give me what you're eating me: it's bread frankie: cool. give it here me: you dont like bread frankie: i want this more than i have ever wanted anything in my life me: too bad frankie: ok. i get it. i see how it is. ...what's that?! me: what? [frankie takes a big bite of bread then spits it out] me: ah you hairy bastard! well now you see all the good that did you frankie: actually i changed my mind can i have more
frankie: i love you. i love you. i lo-o-o-o-ove you me: you're hungry frankie: no. noooo. i just love you soooooo much me: frankie: a bit. im a bit hungry yes. but also i love you me: frankie: i am on the brink of death
me: you still have food frankie: that is patently untrue me: look frankie: i am looking! me: [i pick up the bowl, shake it, and set it down] frankie: holy shit
crissy: help! help! someone please! help! oh god! help me!!! me: what's wrong?! crissy: hah you fell for it again me: dangit haven't you heard of the boy who cried wolf? crissy: do i look like i have the cognitive architecture required to parse human speech to you? me: yeah yeah... crissy: dumbass
crissy: help! help! someone please! help! oh god! help me!!! me: what's wrong?! crissy: look at the size of that roach! me: holy shit! [after a protracted battle the evil is defeated] crissy: wow great job me: thanks for nothing. you could have killed it yourself you know crissy: crissy: why
me, lying in bed: crissy, next to me: me, lying in bed: crissy, next to me: me, picking up my phone: time to browse the internet crissy, pressing her face to mine: LOOK AT ME RIGHT NOW
[in bed, i am the little spoon to crissy's big spoon as usual. Frankie jumps on the bed] frankie: good evening, ladies me: you have been fed. you have been fed and you know it frankie: jeez way to assume the worst me: sorry frankie: you know i dont appreciate-- [pukes on the bed]
[i accidentally step on crissy's tail in the middle of the night] crissy: ow! me: oh no! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! crissy: it's okay. accidents happen me: I'm sorry! crissy: i love you me: i love you tooo
[i leave for two days then return] crissy: ah you backstabbing bitch you have a lot of nerve showing your face around here me: i love you crissy: fuck yourself and die
frankie: biscuits? me: no frankie: but i looooooove you AND im not hungry this time! honestly! me: no! frankie: you let crissy make biscuits me: crissy can make biscuits without sinking her claws into my boobs frankie: okay but have you considered - how big my eyes are me: hrm... i have to admit you have a point...
me: what are you doing? crissy: ....not honoring the trust between us. me: there it is. you knew you weren't supposed to do that but you did it anyway crissy: I have no excuse. I've disappointed you, and I've disappointed myself
me: what are you doing? WHAT ARE YOU DOING? frankie: sup me: damn it can you at least have the decency to pretend to be ashamed? frankie: ashamed of what?
Uno studio dell'Università della Finlandia Orientale rivela che gli americani imprecano di più sui social, mentre gli australiani sono più creativi con le parolacce.
Vesta da zentilomo — Dizionario "Vesta da zentilomo" from the Dizionario del Dialetto Veneziano by Giuseppe Boerio. #Dress #VenetianNobility #Venezia #Venice
Vor ziemlich genau sechs Jahren kam die Diagnose „Merkelzellkarzinom“ Aggressiv und unheilbar. Es folgten sehr schlechte und gute Zeiten. Seitdem hat mein kölner Heinzelmännchen alle zwei Wochen Immuntherapie. Unser Wunschessentag. Die Therapie wurde gerade neu erforscht und entwickelt Wäre er ein halbes Jahr früher erkrankt, hätte er es nicht geschafft. Einen Aufenthalt auf der Palliative Station macht ihn vom Rollstuhl abhängig. Was ich mir dieses Jahr wünsche? Noch ganz viele Wunschessentage
Awful things have been happening around this country and world lately, and so many this weekend alone. Trying to remember there are beautiful things too, like this photo Bob Anderson sent of an amazing Montana sunset with snow, ice and the Crazy Mountains.
From Wikipedia "...the community's present name stems from a time when it had a sanatorium to work with tuberculosis patients." Ah yes, that'll make people want to visit.
I was looking for grammar/spell-check language servers to use in Neovim and came across Harper (writewithharper.com/)
Turns out it also has extensions for Firefox/Chrome. I don't use Grammarly, but for people who do, could be a nicer, more private alternative — it's local-only and open-source.
So I’ve been thinking about the problem of ownership. Mainly, how much of this “stuff” matters.
In my house, I have a big collection of video games, music, books, and movies. Various physical formats—some of them obscure.
If I die, I know all this stuff gets liquidated.
The only exception, I’m sure, will be the vinyl—because this is something I listen to with my child every day and it’s her library as much as it’s mine.
The LaserDisc movies, though? It will be the first to go. Same with my collection of sci-fi novels.
I’ve tried to get other people into this stuff. No dice. Not a single care about these things I very much care about.
And I suppose, big picture, they don’t matter. It’s just stuff. But it’s also stuff that very much touched my life.
A Belarusian variation: Protests after the election. A bus stops, riot police storm out of it, and start beating the first guy they see. 'Stop!' he cries. 'I voted for Lukashenko!' Cops: 'Bullshit! No one voted for Lukashenko!'
Concertbezoekers en een agent achter de dranghekken bij een concert van de Lionel Hampton Big Band in de Houtrusthallen in Den Haag, Ed van der Elsken, 1956
ByteDance’s large language model Doubao announced on December 1 the launch of a mobile assistant and a partnership with ZTE to introduce the “Doubao AI
Profitez des vidéos et de la musique que vous aimez, mettez en ligne des contenus originaux, et partagez-les avec vos amis, vos proches et le monde entier.
I completely agree. It's now backfiring that conservative circles never considered Europe as a whole, but only as an economic union. #europe #eu RE: bsky.app/profile/did:plc:ghkzf…
Trump plant offenbar die Rückkehr zu russischer Energie in Europa – genau gegen das, was die EU soeben beschlossen hat. Ein Blick in den "Friedensplans".
Douglas, Georgia. South Georgia tobacco sharecroppers. Fords are beginning to appear among the tobacco sharecroppers. They can bring the crop to the auction at the warehouse, take flour and groceries back to the farm and even carry the boys to Florida for a season's work in the fruit
... la contraproduent (per exagerada) dissociació entre ment i cos, entre consciència i experiència (entre la reflexió i l'espai on aquesta es viu com un esdeveniment), és resultat d'un hàbit... però, qui diu que els hàbits no es puguin canviar? 😆
~ "The embodied mind : cognitive science and human experience." #FranciscoVarela
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One person is seated on the side of the car while working intently on what seems to be a large tire or wheel that has been removed from its original position. This individual wears a wide-brimmed hat, dark jacket, trousers, and boots, suggesting they may be engaged in manual labor. Their posture indicates focus on their task.
The second person is standing behind the car's driver-side window, partially obscured by it. They appear to be observing or engaging with someone outside of the vehicle, as suggested by a hand gesture that resembles holding something close to their mouth. This individual wears lighter-colored clothing and sunglasses, which are indicative of bright daylight conditions.
Various items surround them: bags filled with goods such as flour and groceries—likely staples for sharecroppers—are seen hanging from the car's side mirror or door handle, suggesting they may be in transit between laboring on a farm and selling produce at an auction. A pair of shoes lies discarded near the tire, implying that work has been completed momentarily.
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One person is seated on the side of the car while working intently on what seems to be a large tire or wheel that has been removed from its original position. This individual wears a wide-brimmed hat, dark jacket, trousers, and boots, suggesting they may be engaged in manual labor. Their posture indicates focus on their task.
The second person is standing behind the car's driver-side window, partially obscured by it. They appear to be observing or engaging with someone outside of the vehicle, as suggested by a hand gesture that resembles holding something close to their mouth. This individual wears lighter-colored clothing and sunglasses, which are indicative of bright daylight conditions.
Various items surround them: bags filled with goods such as flour and groceries—likely staples for sharecroppers—are seen hanging from the car's side mirror or door handle, suggesting they may be in transit between laboring on a farm and selling produce at an auction. A pair of shoes lies discarded near the tire, implying that work has been completed momentarily.
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Manuela Malasaña
in reply to Manuela Malasaña • • •me: you're hungry
frankie: no. noooo. i just love you soooooo much
me:
frankie: a bit. im a bit hungry yes. but also i love you
me:
frankie: i am on the brink of death
Manuela Malasaña
in reply to Manuela Malasaña • • •frankie: that is patently untrue
me: look
frankie: i am looking!
me:
[i pick up the bowl, shake it, and set it down]
frankie: holy shit
Manuela Malasaña
in reply to Manuela Malasaña • • •me: what's wrong?!
crissy: hah you fell for it again
me: dangit haven't you heard of the boy who cried wolf?
crissy: do i look like i have the cognitive architecture required to parse human speech to you?
me: yeah yeah...
crissy: dumbass
Manuela Malasaña
in reply to Manuela Malasaña • • •me: what's wrong?!
crissy: look at the size of that roach!
me: holy shit!
[after a protracted battle the evil is defeated]
crissy: wow great job
me: thanks for nothing. you could have killed it yourself you know
crissy:
crissy: why
Manuela Malasaña
in reply to Manuela Malasaña • • •crissy, next to me:
me, lying in bed:
crissy, next to me:
me, picking up my phone: time to browse the internet
crissy, pressing her face to mine: LOOK AT ME RIGHT NOW
Manuela Malasaña
in reply to Manuela Malasaña • • •frankie: good evening, ladies
me: you have been fed. you have been fed and you know it
frankie: jeez way to assume the worst
me: sorry
frankie: you know i dont appreciate-- [pukes on the bed]
Manuela Malasaña
in reply to Manuela Malasaña • • •[i accidentally step on crissy's tail in the middle of the night]
crissy: ow!
me: oh no! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!
crissy: it's okay. accidents happen
me: I'm sorry!
crissy: i love you
me: i love you tooo
[i leave for two days then return]
crissy: ah you backstabbing bitch you have a lot of nerve showing your face around here
me: i love you
crissy: fuck yourself and die
Manuela Malasaña
in reply to Manuela Malasaña • • •me: no
frankie: but i looooooove you AND im not hungry this time! honestly!
me: no!
frankie: you let crissy make biscuits
me: crissy can make biscuits without sinking her claws into my boobs
frankie: okay but have you considered - how big my eyes are
me: hrm... i have to admit you have a point...
Manuela Malasaña
in reply to Manuela Malasaña • • •Manuela Malasaña
in reply to Manuela Malasaña • • •me: what are you doing?
crissy: ....not honoring the trust between us.
me: there it is. you knew you weren't supposed to do that but you did it anyway
crissy: I have no excuse. I've disappointed you, and I've disappointed myself
me: what are you doing? WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
frankie: sup
me: damn it can you at least have the decency to pretend to be ashamed?
frankie: ashamed of what?