Quasi Gentrified

friend made this joke in a mutual discord: "shame such a fan of muslim democracy didn't get to see this"

have no principles but those inherited from the folks you shallowly project into

Trouble with wizardin' is that it always leaves quite a bloody mess. Burnt reagents, scattered entrails, false-start rood circles that melt the chalk -- how'd it get like this!

Subduin' a minor devil takes an hour. Cleanin' up the sulfur? For-freakin'-ever.

Thus today's quest: Get an apprentice.

these actions by trump were probably what was actually negotiated*•

*for values of "negotiated" that involve kompromat

I'm old-school and still use bespoke elemental bindings in my skiff. Last time I was out on the Stream the master phlogiston decided it was time to return to the Pneuma, and I'm sure the wyvern-bone concentration matrix kept folks away. Bless the witch who donated me her spare origin extractor!

the Emdash Inquisition has forced me to suspend my favorite syntactical activity in favor of pedestrian parentheses and now i wonder: who am i

and your fourth partner!

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this is Doug Erickson from the CRU BTW

thank you for all this! 50/50 on making it -- in-laws are dropping by so need to suss out what my wife wants

interested! my daughter is at evergreen and it'd be fun to drop by the ridge on saturday and then visit her on sunday. any deets you can share would be appreciated!

she opened the unmarked envelope, spilled out the ring, and with a confidence born of subconscious desire, she slipped it over a finger.

not even a moment had passed before the sussurating whispers started, and then built to a strong, sibilant voice: "...tim hoooortons. doooonuts..."

even in the middle of the chaos of a protest i know for a goddam fact i'd see that hoodie, pause, and say "tecmo bowl. fuckin' sweet."

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A Triumph Tiger Sport 800 motorcycle in Caspian Blue livery. The ADV-esque styling belies a raucous, revvy engine.

A blue Triumph Tiger Sport 800 from the front. Not as homely as a Tracer 9 but the touring boi energy is there.

The Tiger Sport 800 is pleasantly feisty for a, uh, sport tourer? Tallrounder? Modern standard? Anyway, there's defs some significant Street Triple DNA in this bike.

a more archly privileged and tedious take couldn't have been offered outside of a substack blog written by a homunculus grown from bari weiss' and ross douthat's dna

I LOVE TO WORRY I LOVE TO SUFFER I LOVE TO THINK TO MUCH ABOUT EVERY THING , I LOVE TO TAKE DRUGS THAT MAKE ME FEEL WIERD AND THEN WORRY ABOUT HOW WIERD I FEEL, I LOVE TO OVER ANALYZE EVERY ITCH AND ACHE AND FEELING, I LOVE TOO AGGRAVATE MY SELF, ITS HORIBLE AND IT RUINS MY LIFE AND I LOVE IT , AND DA TEXT SAY'S "WORRYING MEANS YOU SUFFER TICE FOR ONLY ONE PROBLEM , HELL YEA , I LOVE SUGGERING, LETS FUCKEN GO " - DASHARE.ZONE ADMIN

WORRYING - dashare.zone ADMIN

an aprilia tuono 660 motorcycle with a black, red, and purple racing livery, parked on some boring old asphalt. "bro," it seems to be saying, "why aren't we moving?"

easily my favorite sport bike i've owned, and i've owned a few all over the power spectrum. the tuono 660 factory has a raw sprightliness mixed with an in-town grace that i have yet to see executed si well. #motorcycles #aprilia

looks like they get to ride the bikes they love and own this time. awesome!

near as i can tell, it's still a popular epithet but has lost its punch. it's now a word peepaw uses when he can't find miracle whip on the kroger shelves ("damn woke governor probably banned it")

i work on ai (sorry) and it seems so many proponents want to use it to either: a) fake breaking through their dunning-kruger psedointellectual existences or b) want to eliminate the sort of good grind that keads the grinder to deeper understandings or technique. honestly a & b are a shared motive

given how they react to any performance of masculinity that isn't toxic -- usually by declaring it "un-masculine" -- i'm not sure they have an idea about beilbg male that isn't contrived and toxic

trinity, a gray cat with white livery, sits in unnatural repose. she's missing a hind leg since birth but her ability to achieve terminal velocity in explosive fashion terrorizes her sistern nonetheless.

nyx, a black cat, was an egyptian princess in a prevous life. she knows she's better than any human and definitely superior to her sister trinity, but somehow she never gets the respect she demands, volubly, at all waking and non-waking hours of the day. just a dreadful meowmancer.

these baddies (trinity, nyx) know how to pose for the camera, because the other 99% of the time they're raising hell with every meow they can muster #cats

he carefully removed the boots from his patron's feet and with the committed technique of the consummately professional syncophant, slavishly licked each one until not a trace of his own credibility remained

a griso, just to make sure everone knows yer a badass!

hey those ketchup chips were hard to procure

i'm reading it! i'm liking it a lot! do not send ur bugge peers to infest my pantry! mercy befits the dominance of your phylum!

this is precisely why ai is such a cultural toxin

humanity's not gonna make it, yeah?

billionaires are a cancer on the body politic.