Rain Dog

I wish I had a Jewish community locally (including other pagans or Buddhists, rather than religiously Jews) and regular therapy or martial arts practice as a sanity check. Online’s great, including game groups, but there’s some stuff it’d be good to have folks on the ground for, if that makes sense.

YouTube video by James Horner - Topic Wall Street And The Wolves

youtu.be/gWz-V_Wgqpw

*crinkles nose*

Mah spoon is too big.

YouTube video by James Horner - Topic Whittington's Death

youtu.be/Rf3diPqNPD8

“You want some of this huh?” DAKKADAKKADAKKA “How ‘bout you? How ‘bout AAAAAAIGH”

I don’t remember where I heard that. It’s an appealing story though.

*badly fake Ocker accent* no rules just fun, so me gender is “bloomin’ onion”

But it was vital to promote this idea that a party whose entire raison d’etre is wholesale profiteering by the wealthy at any cost, is somehow a benefit to “the economy.”

Something I think is hilarious is that the term “burrito“ apparently comes from someone packing ingredients separately onto his donkey and taking them up into the logging camps to sell food. Maybe that’s folklore, but maybe, literally, it’s always been a meal you get from food trucks.

I feel that if you’re ever going to “reach across the aisle” the only compromise which is acceptable and also works, is going to be that one party wants to make everything unaffordable and the other doesn’t.

It’s a common misconception Skankenstein was the monster but it was actually the dance moves the doctor created

I’m a descendant of priests, pretty sure I’m kosher as long as you don’t eat my femoral arteries or eat me with dairy or whatever.

emailed both senators

Stopping purported drug boats should involve DEA, ATF, or possibly Coast Guard (but our victims weren't in American waters). If it's international, we should actually talk to Venezuelan authorities. If we're going to kill people, they should get a trial first.

Oh yeah, during the chunk of Great Escape where Steve McQueen's stolen a German bike and uniform to try getting to Switzerland, an NCO asks him to show his passport. This is actually not accurate, if you can believe that.

brah I heard you like dicks so I got you a very long thin dildo so you can dick while you dick

Thank you!

Thanks!

Thank you!

Thanks! If I got this it’d be great but it’s 2025 so…

In a sewer, a druid holds out a hand to help her gnome artificer companion across a makeshift bridge. Neither of them spot the sewer monster looming out of the depths at them- possibly because of noise from water falling from a nearby culvert.

A dwarf warrior lies prone while his dragonborn bard friend plays and sings like crazy to repel circling harpies. They’re in ruins somewhere.

Characters - a dragonborn samurai and a space suited gnoll - and some portraits. Was listening to a lot of Elmer Bernstein soundtracks.

Finished an in person which I hope I did well, but I currently feel bad. As good a time as any to post yesterday’s #drawings #bskyart

Happy birthday!

Happy anniversary!

Drew Struzan, or what if you had to do super photorealistic illustration AND make it imaginative. He’s missed.

If this shit surprises you at all, you know literally nothing about American politics.

This is who they’ve been for at least my entire life, and I’m 60 years old.

following up Sweet Transvestite with My Name is Mok, they're the same song basically

evil spelled backwards is LIVE, and we all want to do that, don't we?

wait the lyrics were "put them all to rights" not "set them bang to rights" all this time?

singing Flanders and Swann's "The Gas Man Cometh" to "The Wanderer"

oh I'm the kinda man who will never settle down
I roam across the world and I say "look what I found
your joints are full of dry rot, but I'll set them bang to rights"
then I nail right through a cable and out go all the lights

Wait, what got vetoed?

listening to Dion and the Belmonts, as long as we're on the topic of great Italian-Americans

this is all really easy to sing along to if you're canine

aaaaaaaaaaaoooooo

whaaaaaaaaa

when I think about it, it's not objectively the walls are closing in, there's nothing to live for and less to live with, so much as my buttons have been stomped on hard, one after another after another, and there just hasn't been much recovery time lately, which also still sucks.

Tarantino film where all the surf guitar tracks are actually The Cramps singing about B movies and inflatable dolls and stuff RIGHT at the dramatic parts