Warren (they/them)

A very important fact was just illuminated for me:

In Every relationship… someone is the Farty One.

I am visiting family I haven’t seen in over 8 months and you know the most surprising thing? No one noticed I got my ears pierced. These people love to grimace when I bleach/dye my hair, roll their eyes when I wear bright colors, and go squeamish when they see my tattoos.

Now I have to come out 😂

New study reveals wealth inequality was never inevitable A recent study published in the journal PNAS is overturning traditional wisdom regarding the origins and inevitability of wealth inequality

A massive study of 50,000 households over 1,000 archaeological sites provides ample evidence that inequality is not a "natural" outgrowth of sophistication. Instead, it is a political choice. Which means, kids, that we don't have to choose it.
archaeologymag.com/2025/04/stud...

You ever rip your pants while squatting a full grown wolf-hound?

Maybe I shouldn‘t pick everything up…

Mickey 17 is pretty good

A 3.9? Whose epicenter was a few miles from my house?

The universe was just pranking a few of us I guess.

Great. The Earthquake came. What cosmic joke are we living in?

I wouldn’t say I’m doing great these days but I did sleep with three large dogs in the same bed last night.

I needed that.

🤣🤣🤣

I am saying they were both my Valentines.

So, I did not have a Valentine this year UNTIL

A rolly poly raccoon showed up next to me in the backyard.

They wanted to bury… something.

And then their buddy showed up.

👁️👄👁️

It’s Valentine’s Day!

(That’s it. That’s the whole Post)

I was having a down moment as I got back home for the night but PAST ME, had installed a new strand of Christmas lights in my bedroom.

Instant dopamine hit.

Shit is REALLY bad and getting worse but little things we’ll keep the train running.

Just to be clear, I don’t wish for this. I just see this future coming for me in a threatening way 😂😅🥲

Recently I was asked “what do you want to be when you grow up?”

I‘ve never liked the “milestone” concept in aging and I find it unhelpful to frame a personal goal in that way. However…

I think I’m likely to become the bookseller from the NeverEnding Story when I grow up.

HAPPY DAY!

I’m not sure if this is true for everyone’s Duolingo, but on my IPhone the loading screen changes its shade of green before animating the face and wiping.

I dislike this greatly.

My Manager at my part-time job told me very proudly of an idea he has to advertise the business in the midst of Fire refugee effort in LA…

This is what capitalism breeds ya’ll. Even when one hand offers help, the other is reaching for whatever it can claw out of a tragedy like this.

Dog peed on my leg was I was trying to sit just now…

So, at this point, I’m not really worried about the chance my housing situation will burn up.

But I’m now getting more nervous the worsening air conditions will force me and my cat out of the area.

So… these winds have already broken an umbrella and flipped a bunch of outdoor furniture jn my backyard.

On the first day of this new year, I spent the afternoon jotting down reviews and ratings for each movie I saw in 2024. I have so many thoughts now…

I saw Nosferatu last night.

It was absolutely stunning. Every frame calculated, ever color chosen with intention, the performances, the fx work!

And the SOUND DESIGN was a beauty to behold in a Dolby theater.

Hail Satan, I love movies.

I have been reminded that I can make my own charcuterie snack whenever I want.

I finally deactivated my Twitter account. I only actually had an active account for maybe two years but that was NOT worth it.

My largest fear whenever I fly out of the regional airport near where I grew up is that someone from my high school days will also be on the plane.

I’ve dodged at least 6 over the years. Masking has made it easier 😅.

Sometimes, when I’m eating yogurt, I feel like I’m eating lotion.

You ever wake up and want to down a cold glass of Hater-Ade?

The strangers are always the weirdest. It goes along with one of my other curses. The “they can help me” curse. No, I don’t work here. No, I don’t know where that is. No, I’m not sure what time the bus comes. Yes, I like being helpful, but I’m rarely the folk they are looking for.

I’m serious. Family members. Friends. Work colleagues. STRANGERS ON THE STREET. They take one look at my intense stare into my book and seem to think “this is the perfect time to ask…”

No it isn’t! Rarely is it important!