Jennifer Brooks

I see you have the calamityware dishes, an excellent choice.

and of course this is not the only English cathedral we have done this to! It's just the one we haven't figured out how to fix yet. At Winchester they had a guy spending six years diving into water filled with decaying bodies to build a cement foundation idk
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Meme. Medieval painting of a man talking to three women. They are standing in front of a pink castle, or possible beyond the city walls. Behind them, next to the walls, is a dense forrest. The man, dressed in a baggy red cloak to cover his gut, is facing the women and holding out his left hand. He is pointing with his right hand, but it's not clear what he's pointing at. His expression is sour, and he may be asking which of them painted his castle pink while he was away on a boys-only weekend in the city. The women, for their part, are standing shoulder to shoulder, facing him and looking unimpressed. They are each wearing different colored dressed and hats, with their hair in Princess Leia buns. The one in the middle -- we'll call her Amerilla -- looks esp. dismissive of the man and his possible scoldings. He can suck it; she'll paint the castle whatever damned color she wants. Wait until he sees the living room. Meme text reads: "Which one of you lucky ladies wants to eat my eel?"

It's Tuesday. It's November. And it's been awhile. So lets tell the story about the eel, the scheming wife who ate it, and the talking magpie that ratted her out!

That's right! It's time for the eel tale from the 1370s blockbuster hit, "The Book of the Knight of the Tower." 1/5
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A Marmot’s Guide to Yawning. Your yawn should start at the hind end, traveling up to your head and culminating in a dramatic silent scream. Complete with lip smacking to communicate how deeply satisfying this was. Strike a dramatic pose while receiving yawning admiration from onlookers.

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Donatives for the troops
Incompetent ruler with no clear heir
Fading international prestige
Powerless legislature

Welcome back Crisis of the Third Century!

damn. hoping it at least signifies something

One Star Review of Waiting for Godot on Broadway I recently attended Waiting for Godot on Broadway and spent over $1,400 for two Row C seats (103 and 104). I'm a longtime admirer of Broadway productions and even hold a season pass for Shea's Performing Arts Theatre, so I came in with genuine enthusiasm and high expectations. Unfortunately, this show was unlike anything ! have ever experienced —and not in a good way. What I encountered was not the artistry, music, or emotional storytelling I usually associate with Broadway, but instead what felt like an endless cycle of nonsensical conversation between characters who seemed trapped in their own madness. I tried-truly tried-to find meaning, symbolism, or even a thread of emotional resonance. I stayed through the first half hoping the second would offer clarity. But by intermission, it was clear: this was a waste of both time and money. Keanu Reeves is an actor I respect greatly, but I cannot fathom why he would agree to participate in such a disjointed, inaccessible production. His talent was lost in a performance that defied reason rather than provoked insight. To anyone considering attending: unless you are drawn to highly abstract, nearly incomprehensible theater, I strongly caution you against this show. For the average, educated, thoughtful theatergoer, it is far more frustrating than fulfilling. In my opinion, this was the single most disappointing Broadway experience I've ever had - an unfortunate waste of money and, more importantly, of time.

TFW you paid $1400 to see Beckett’s most famous work without knowing anything about it

Fire extinguisher next to a statue of Joan of Arc

Hell of a thing to put next to a statue of Joan of Arc. (h/t David Pilling)

TOKUGAWA SHOGUNATE ERA RODNEY DANGERFIELD: i tell you i get no respect. the daimyo says i have to commit seppuku to restore my house’s honor. okay. i write my death poem, no problem. i ask my wife if she’ll be my second and she says she wants to be my FIRST!

A reminder alert popped up.

"Oh," the Supervisor said, "it's time to check in on Sol-3 again. Szrpt, can you handle that?"

Szrpt bowed a frond. "Yes, of course."

"Don't forget to reset the killer asteroid if the sapients pose no threat."

"Once!" Szrpt bristled. "I only forgot that once!"

For three weeks in May, the fate of the world rested on the shoulders of a corporate recruiter on the outskirts of Toronto. Allan Brooks, 47, had discovered a novel mathematical formula, one that could take down the internet and power inventions like a force-field vest and a levitation beam. Or so he believed. Mr. Brooks, who had no history of mental illness, embraced this fantastical scenario during conversations with ChatGPT that spanned 300 hours over 21 days. He is one of a growing number of people who are having persuasive, delusional conversations with generative A.I. chatbots that have led to institutionalization, divorce and death.

centuries of fairy tales & folklore about not trusting glittering, deceptive entities that flatter our vanity and look at us. eating the fae food, mesmerized by the mirror, etc. clown behavior.

Sea lions are seals that are missing an electron

People are weirdly precious about the morality of Austen novels. ‘I don’t think Emma should have married an older man who knew her as a child’. Okay? I don’t think the green knight should be gadding about chopping heads off

Someone on a lake in Canada, with moose antlers approaching in the water...

Look out #Canada

Come out ye whites and klans, come out and fight me like a man, show your wife how you had met us at home depot. Tell her how the USA made you run like hell away from the green and lovely lanes of California

The sigil was drawn in salt and ash, the candles lit at the pentagram points, the incantation declaimed.

There was a shimmer - a demon appeared.

"Curious. What ritual is this?"

"I got it from ChatGPT. I included all protections in my prompt!"

"I see," the demon said and stepped out of the sigil.

Miss Universe Philippines has a mythology theme going on this year, which is great for anyone whose interests contain both monster girls and mahou shoujo villains (like yours truly).

Terracotta child's rattle in the form of a pig
3rd–2nd century B.C.E. #Cyprus (Met Museum)

More mid-1600s swashbuckling killer-for-hire critters: a possum dismissed from the guard for drunkenness, despite being one of their finest blades, and an otter who treads the boards but turns to cutthroating because the theater doesn't pay well enough to cover his debts.

Happy Moose Monday!

I have tariffed
the penguins
that are on
Heard Island

and which
you were probably
assuming
did not export goods

forgive me
they were taking advantage of us
so cunning
and so cold

The front cover of a scientific journal titled Ornithologist, dated 1 April 2025. The main headline reads: “BIRDS: DECODED - Groundbreaking New Science.” Below that, a subheading says: “What are the UK’s birds really saying? Pioneering new research provides the answers.”

WORLD-FIRST: Ground-breaking research published today in the Ornithologist Journal has, for the first time, translated common UK bird vocalisations into equivalent phrases in the human language.

The results tell us a lot!

Extracts below... 🧵

Picture time! 📸🐕💝

Valentine's Card for history addicts.

A middle aged man helplessly holds an alligator’s tail as it steals his hat

In a sentence never before uttered by humans, I am delighted to share that an alligator stole my conservation instructor’s hat by jauntily walking into the water while wearing it 🐊

Small & puffy & dangerous is also good (conures)

Painting on an Irish cottage by the sea at night in moonlight

Moonlight by Ciaran Clear (1920-2000). One of my favourite Irish artists, he specialised in the rather tricky genre of night scenes 🙌