Will Donnelly

Is it weird that we've invented so many different ways to bobsled?

Why are Alvin & the Chipmunks always wearing those turtleneck toga things?

My cat has learned to flush the toilet on his own.

This is a disaster for my water bill.

My dream is to someday streak the Winter Olympics.

The Winter Olympic sport I'd most like to avoid ever having to do is the skeleton luge.

Wearing one of those Bad Bunny grass suits around the office today.

Mouse, my cat, asleep on his side on his sleeping pad.

Mouse is on his heated sleeping pad, sound asleep. I hope to feel this way, too, later tonight.

I received an emailed invitation today through MeetUp for a “community wide” orgy that promises to maintain a very “laid back and casual vibe,” and it’s making me realize how little I know about orgies in general.

Our building's lobby has a new air freshener, labeled "Holiday Sweets," that's making the place smell like an Indian restaurant.

I don't mind it.

Image of my long hair tuxedo cat, Mouse, looking down from the top level of his cat tree.

Mouse looking down at me from his cat tree between trying—literally—to pull framed pictures off of the walls last night.

I hope Tyler never stops creating.

I just hope I get to have the zoomies someday. Seems fun.

It’s snowing heavily now.

Athens, Georgia (USA) isn’t ready for this.

Honk if the way I’m driving hurts your precious feelings!

I've used every password I could think of. My brain is now out of new passwords.

*mine

Heart - The Cincinnati Review Managing Editor Lisa Ampleman: In "Heart," David James Poissant shows how information can be revealed slowly and deliberately in a piece of flash fiction.

A friend of mind, @djpoissant.bsky.social, has a beautiful flash piece in the Cincinnati Review today. Just stunning. www.cincinnatireview.com/micros/heart/

I just sent an email to myself (I sometimes use them as reminders), and my office computer is asking whether or not I trust the sender.

I'm not sure how to respond.

I keep hearing it as "Bored of Peace," and I worry that that might be more accurate.

My tuxedo cat, Mouse, trying to hide behind a futon next to a wall.

Mouse isn’t very good at hiding, but he tries.

God bless On the Media. Keep telling us the truth. We might not get it otherwise.

@onthemedia.bsky.social

Everybody’s worried about bread and milk before this ice storm. I’m worried about olive oil.

Priorities? (That question mark is crucial.)

Whenever I receive an email that makes me angry, I wait a day before responding. This gives me time to really stew about it overnight and ensures that my response the next day is absolutely savage.

Whenever I receive an email that makes me angry, I wait a day before responding. This gives me time to really stew about it overnight and ensures that my response the next day is absolutely savage.

How long is this January 21 going to be??

I want a sort of 23andMe but for past lives.

How about it, science?

The line "Call me Ishmael" makes me think he was probably using an alias.

So the TSA is now like, "Hey, stop taking your shoes off! Just stop it!"

I can't keep up with all this.

Oh, thanks! Never heard them called that before.

I keep hearing about things "selling like hot cakes," but I don't even know what a "hot cake" is.