Stone Cold Jane Austen

Oh dear. At least when I call my dad every day its mostly yes I'm alive- Brief description of his ailments- a vague insult that also mentions how much better he is than me- Goodbye. Though- I really have no idea how to care for tea towels.

I can never not repost this

Unfortunately even if you could open a portal to the Bluey Dimension, you would not be able to happily live in Dog Australia. To talking dogs, a human would be a horrific abomination and you’d be immediately locked up by the dog government for medical experimentation

Just listened to a whole quite pleasant podcast interview before realising that I know and hate the interviewee. Urrgh.

Yeah, hi, I’m a person with “mobility challenges” (excuse me while I hurl). What we want, by and large, are not expensive, heavy devices that will “help us walk again”, but ramps.

I know, it’s not sexy, as technology invented before Christ, but it is overlooked in favor of…this. Repeatedly.

Oh this reminds me of some things.

Happy valentines ropes xxxx

And then, of course, there are the myriad ways in which being a young girl in the age of social media is even worse than it was in the 1970s. Her take on misogynist horrors such as Elon Musk's AI tool Grok, which had been used to digitally "undress" and otherwise humiliate real women and girls, is, she says, "luddite". "I keep telling young people: keep a diary, get a camera, learn to print your own photos. Don't put it all in your phone, because everything in your phone belongs to someone else. And if you want to write a secret to someone, send a letter. There's nothing wrong in slowing down and stepping everything back." Taking your time, that's what's important, she says. It's like looking at a painting. You have to do it slowly. "Art is to me, now, probably one of the last good things we've got left as human beings.

Reading that extraordinary Tracy Emin article, I was really taken by this paragraph.

look at these! marvellous! many boxes of decks have been sold but it'd be good to sell some more because I have to move house in a few months

Cheerful looking dog with a telephone held to his ear, like he's having a lovely doggy phonecall

Roses are grey,
And violets are grey,
Hello, this is dog,
Please have a good day

Since the world has been making the effort to learn Chinese culture, it's important to know that unmarried folks are allowed to extort money from married people during Lunar New Year.

Use this knowledge to your advantage.

YES POCKETSSS

Thanks!

Eyeball in a jar A felted eyeball in a glass jar

A felted eyeball in a glass jar woolbotherer.sumupstore.com/product/eyeb...
I was organised and put in my shop straight away! What else can I put in a jar?

If I say: ‘Goodnight from Michael Sleep, working in his shed to feed his prophesying homunculi …’ you have both the show’s premise and an understanding of why it feels so Hooklandian to me. Everyday weirdness in stories about people like us.

A tiny eyeball in a tiny jar on my hand

Put a tiny eyeball in a tiny jar. Essential for your tiny science lab. #eyeball #needlefelt #wool #art

Found the definitive Wuthering Heights adaption. Respectfully.

Too lazy to make a new one :p
Love you all.

A tree stump absolutely covered with turkey tail fungus.

#FungiFriday

Bloody hell.

I want these

I complain about this website being full of party poopers that rain on everyone’s parade all the time but let’s be honest I am personally an all-time top parade rainer.

Having to unfollow folks because they repost A.I. images. Disappointing.

Can’t share IG here & Tiktok censored their lyrics, so I am sharing it like this. But @subradioband.bsky.social is amazing. I love this so much.

Abstrakte Darstellung eines schwarzen Galgos vor einem Bett, Tür mit Kleid an einem Kleiderhaken; Acryl in Aquarelltechnik auf Bierdeckel

Erwähntes Gemälde

Interpretation des Selbstportraits der Jeanne Mammen mit Galgo.

#klassekunst #kleineKunstklasse #KunstamBierdeckel

What are people who don't want to use Substack using instead of Substack? (Asking as a reader who wants to support content on non-Nazi-adjacent platforms.)

I quite often say no I hate dogs (or whatever) or sometimes no I love cancer. Depends on what my mood is and how annoying they are.

"The Last Crumbs (In The Restaurant La Mie)" captures the intimate atmosphere of a Parisian café, featuring a couple seated at a table with remnants of a meal. Toulouse-Lautrec's keen observation of Parisian life and expressive depiction of the characters' features emphasize his unique blend of realism and innovative use of color and line.

The Last Crumbs (In The Restaurant La Mie)

Screenshot of Instagram post reading: "Death isn't the end: Meta patented an AI that lets you post from beyond the grave"

Thought you'd be free of my nonsense when I am finally gathered up into the arms of the Lord? Think again, assholes.