Daniel Barcroft

EDIT: That’s “Thunder Road,” not “Born to Run.” Born to Run remains untested.

I accidentally discovered this wonderful life hack: the end of Jim Kweskin’s “Ladybugs’ Picnic” ( you know, from Sesame Street) leads into the beginning of Bruce Springsteen’s “Born to Run” in a really satisfying way.

I want to love the concept of that “anxious but doing it anyways” t-shirt. But if I had it it would just always be referring to my ability to wear a t-shirt that said “anyways” on it.

Oh definitely! I honestly had some anxiety in his first term that there would be a ton of editorial cartoons of him in a sailor suit or something but I've been really gratified that those cultural streams haven't crossed too much!

After that plane literally flipped upside down after smashing into the runway and 100% of people survived, I hope every person who ever said “what’s even the point of seatbelts on a plane” feels like a real doof.

So long, suckers. I’m going to write a book called 1,001 Things You Can Convince Yourself a Baby’s Footprint Looks Like for a Homemade Greeting Card, and a follow-up for toddler handprints, and I’ll become so rich so quickly you’ll never see me again.

My favorite two Valentines I ever recieved were a candy heart that said "BOOK CLUB," and a card from a second grader when the first live-action Transformers movie came out: "Freedom is the right of all sentient beings, Valentine." I wish you both sentiments today, and probably most days

This is all a good reminder that, “no help, no votes until the criminal conduct stops” is neither a big ask nor a politically perilous one.

I thought you meant the SONG "Jingle Bells" and now I am left to wonder whether the world would have been ready for that mashup.

Still frame from a 1953 Disney cartoon of a gentleman with a nice handlebar mustache from the 1900s at a football game holding up a sign that says "Resist Nobly."

Still from Disney short Football: Now and Then, 1953. Directed by Jack Kinney.

#wardsmorguefile #moreartlessdoom

SEATTLE JUST VOTED TO ENACT A TAX ON MILLIONAIRE BUSINESSES TO BUILD SOCIAL HOUSING.

Late results tend to favor left wing results, so the chance of this flipping in the coming days is near zero.

A way to think about "AI" is that it's like single-use plastic: Super-convenient, sold as disposable, designed to be used without much thought, and while it's easy to get annoyed with your mom for using it, the real problem are the dudes destroying the planet in order to keep shoveling it out

HULK READ!

HULK ENJOY LANGUAGE AS IT DANCE ACROSS PAGE AND INTO HULK’S HEART

I know we’re all overloaded with things to worry about and moral imperatives.

But it is my conviction that even wide and smooth enough shoulders to park a car on aren’t lanes, and I think if everyone committed to that it would increase our collective net peace and thriving.

“My guest has worked with everyone from presidential candidates to business executives.” You know, those two groups that are the exact same kind of person.

basically, dude goes to his buddies and is like "i saw her again! you didn't believe me last time but I did see her THIS time!" who did he see? well! turn the page to find out!!

I'll tell you who he saw: a MERMAID!! and we see her too, in flashback! she promises him she'll be back tomorrow morning. I don't trust this mermaid but the dude loves her and definitely does

so dude's buddies are like, welp, he's definitely crazy, let's wall him up in a cave for his own good. but dude knows the clock is ticking! so bam! he busts out of the cave just as the morning sun is rising!!

and the next day the dude's buddies find his tracks beginning at the cave and ending at the lake shore - he's gone! they conclude he must've frowned because mermaids aren't real and EVERY CENTAUR KNOWS THAT, TWIST IN THE LAST PANEL!!! THEY WERE CENTAURS THE WHOLE TIME AND EVERY PANEL WAS FRAMED TO HIDE THAT UNTIL NOW!! STRAIGHT UP HORSEFOLK ALL ALONG

I am prepared to call this, "They Didn't Believe Him" from Unexplored Worlds: The Steve Ditko Archives Vol 2, the perfect 4-page comic.

2025 has been my least favorite decade so far.

More data continued: I'm obsessed with a two-singer band people often say they can't tell the singers apart in, and I remember the time when I couldn't, but that was a long time ago.

More data: I can tell George's and Ringo's voices. I can tell John's speaking voice from Paul's if they're not singing. There are other rock bands where I can tell the different voices apart even though I don't know the names of the players involved.

If you have a take on this I'm curious to hear: I like the Beatles but I can't tell John's voice from Paul's.

too on-the-nose that @theonion.com is one of the first accounts to reach 1M followers here. they're officially bluesky's paper of record now, i don't make the rules

Had a very pleasant, quiet moment today and this week it felt like such a valuable commodity.

For calibration, we live in the timeline where the folks who like Calvin and Hobbes so much they write a story about adult Calvin are fine with him being a character from For Better or For Worse.

Welp, this must be the place!