Bill Detty

I want A.I. to do my admin and laundry while I write and illustrate books. I don't want A.I. to write and illustrate books while I do my admin and laundry.

We used to have a cat who we usually just called Zoe but on special occasions we’d roll out the whole thing, which was Zoetta Francesca Louisa May Kittycott.

Once again, it’s not too early to plan out your cooking process so thanksgiving dinner gets to the table and onto plates while the cooked food is still hot and the salads are still chilled.

Not like I’ve ever managed to do that, but it’s a goal to keep in mind.

what kind of country is this, where dangerous radicals can throw sandwiches at our brave secret masked torture police with impunity

I’m sure I’m way too American in all the ways that stereotypically irk Brits to not get on Andy Partridge’s bad side.

I remember 30 years ago having to show ID when I wrote a check to a store—is that what Trump’s thinking?—or has he somehow gotten the idea that using a supermarket affinity card is connected to legal ID?

Skylar, our late black cat.

Today’s a good day to share black cat pics. This is Skylar.

Everyone should be angry about injustice. Not just those experiencing it.- Mikki Kendall

kids teacher just sent this home as part of an assignment he's doing and i want to smash every computer at the school

“I don’t want them to have to even think about DIYing.” = “They’ll fuck up the house all over again if I don’t stop them.”

Somebody in this home-reno show we’re watching said of the homeowner, “He’s pretty handy,” which in this case appears to mean that he has a bunch of power tools but doesn’t know how or when to use them.

My customary Halloween phone wallpaper, featuring a tightly cropped photo of a lovely Bengal cat, lit from below.

October 1, time for the traditional Halloween wallpaper.

First tv Christmas ad of the season: balsamhill dot com, 25 September 2025, 3:24 pm.

Screencap from News Nation coverage of the Charlie Kirk memorial. A chyron bears the text “Bagpipers play ‘Amazing Grace’” under a “Breaking News” banner.

“Breaking News”

It’s the kind of movie where—in 2025—the screenwriters pull out the old “who said she was killed with a [specific weapon]” trick.

My immediate reaction to the attempted assassination of Charlie Kirk was “Oh my god, that’s awful!” and I trust and hope that everybody else feels the same.

No, he’s not gonna learn anything. He almost missed the boat because he refused to believe he needed his passport or at least his birth certificate and we had to rush over to his house to find the birth certificate and text a pic to his wife.

My very MAGA brother-in-law is going on an Alaska cruise soon and he just told me that he’s a little afraid about having to spend time in Seattle. “Because of all the trouble there.”

Granted that the Cracker Barrel rebrand is pretty terrible, it’s still a big improvement over the original, which IMO is amateurishly executed and poorly composed.

one day we will find out why texas keeps sending fuckin ted cruz to washington

is it just to keep him out of the state

If you work today and get paid for it, and then you’re allowed to leave afterwards, then you should be celebrating Juneteenth — because for a very long time here in America it was perfectly legal and constitutional and Christian not to pay workers anything or to let them ever leave.

So now I’m older than the Pope.

10yo greatniece was talking about a boy in her class and I don’t know what his name is but I -think- she said Soren. Fortunately I stopped myself before I said, “You mean, like Kierkegaard?”

My husband just got hearing aids, and now every unanticipated sound is a mystery that has to be resolved. He got stuck in what-was-that mode for some time while I tried to work out what had set it off. Eventually I took a drink from my iced tea and yes, it was ice rattling in my glass.

My T-shirt, blah blah blah, has people asking all kinds of questions, blah blah blah. flip.it/7r108r

My cat Referee, a handsome tuxedo boy. Apologies for neglecting the vacuuming.

Cat tax:

So now when the cat decides I’m up past his bedtime he hops up on the sofa between Ron and me and performs an elaborate fake yawn.

The aggravating thing where a cog in the wheels of a vast impersonal corporate bureaucracy calls you up to dispute whether your name is actually your name.

Infant at the ear doctor is loudly letting everyone know how affronted she is by whatever exam she’s being subjected to.

OH: “We went to the spa and had cheeseburgers.”