Rev. Alcyone Daze

R. H. Bing (October 20, 1914 – April 28, 1986)[1] was an American mathematician who worked mainly in the areas of geometric topology and continuum theory.

Bing's father was named Rupert Henry, but Bing's mother thought that "Rupert Henry" was too British for Texas. Thus she compromised by abbreviating it to R. H.[5] Consequently, R. H. does not stand for a first or middle name. When Bing was applying for a visa, he was requested not to use initials. He explained that his name was really "R-only H-only Bing", and ended up receiving a visa made out to "Ronly Honly Bing".

Neither are my “default” voice, but I can switch between “regular twang,” “regular drawl,” “French drawl,” and “mid -1990s LSU sorority girl nasal twang” and the latter consistently jumpscares friends.

I have no idea how common this is but I am weirdly proud of whatever level of femme is “can apply mascara neatly, without a mirror, while walking.”

*mailing @brotherstone.bsky.social a prayer shawl like “I DON’T THINK YOU HAVE AN EXPLICIT PURPOSE FOR THIS YET BUT I BELIEVE IN YOU.”*

Okay but for real: does the Gay Ram Wool Shop just sell skeins of like, sport or aran weight? Because there are a nontrivial number of magicians in my life who would appreciate shawls out of that.

Just saw the phrase "Ook voor quickies :-)"

Dutch Grindr.. sure is a place

A lot of the jokes haven’t aged great, but if you love a truly stupid saturation of sight gags, it’s a delight. (Also Peter Cushing cameo!)

@hikikomorphism.bsky.social and I watched Top Secret! last week and I got to drop that fact since Val Kilmer performs a cover.

Tutti Fruitti?

The countdown from the Vic’s Ex-Step-Grandmother episode lives in my head rent-free—

FIVE BAD MEN COMING DOWN THE STAIRS

FORESIGHT IS IMPORTANT

THREE WISE MEN AT THE SIDE OF JESUS

TOO MANY BLUEBERRIES IN THE STEW

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POND RULES: No swimming, jumping or gallivanting. Do not disturb the pond witch. No fishing with dynamite. Sacrifices to water gods on alternate Wednesdays only - NO EXCEPTIONS! Taunt the crows at your own risk. If a hand comes out of the water to beckon you, turn and walk away. Do not feed the weretrout. Is the water burning with cold unholy fire? Report it to the ranger! They’re not ducks. Run. Have fun!

You know, I'm not sure I ever really read the Pond Rules at our local nature preserve all that closely before

The 5K trainer version was a delight even though it mainly taught me my knees are not built for Land Sports.

If someone knits or crochets you a blanket or sweater, they want to keep you warm AND they dedicated many hours of their lives to making it for you.

There's no profit in fiber arts, not when you can get a machine made at Target for 30 bucks. So know fiber artists making for you? Is an act of love.

Dammit. (I hate how much this makes me sound like a circling vulture but is this a matter of inventory going to another store or can I come by and get deeply discounted enamel?)

shedding this part until my hands fall off

YouTube video by Chris Fleming Gigi the Christmas Snake

Ah, sorry, old Chris Fleming sketch; a weird holiday cryptid whose catchphrase is “I’M PAN.”

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Gigi the Christmas Snake?!

crab

“I asked ChatGPT” “I asked Claude” I asked this horseshoe crab and he said your ass wouldn’t have lasted two seconds in the Triassic

This is not sponsored content, I’m just really a fan of having a way to protect my nails from [the rest of my life] without resorting to bittrex.

I love that I can imagine everything from disco to a tent revival looking at these :)

Manicured fingers with a brown to slate blue ombré

Manicured fingers with a sky blue ombré at the tips to natural at the base

If you’re a “loves manicures but basically can’t grow your nails out for hobby/anxiety/butch reasons” HeyHae makes gel nails that cure by being out in the sunshine for 5-10 minutes and they last for a couple of weeks. They’re having a pretty decent sale right now:
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Oh I love how these turned out!

A toothless brown and white tabby cat finding g-d at the bottom of a tube of Churu

My Phoebe would like to make the acquaintance of your Phoebe!

I read the last one and had “Our God is an Awesome God” pop into my head and I imagined both parties singing in mid-scene and laughed so hard I dry heaved.

You will never guess what this is in reference to.

Hand holding a book with a very cool glowing egg/orb cover and “d maria moses and Past-Itch Publishing present Coal of Fire: Translations of the Hebrew Bible and other writings by Atkinson Davenport” in text

Book opened to table of contents: Table of Contents Preface: Names of an Egg... Aphasia.... The Harvest of His Pleasure: Isaiah 5:1-7.. Bavel/Balel... Holy/Ghosted. So Says God: Jeremiah 6:9-15... Such Strange Ground: Psalm 137.. Reaping in Song: Psalm 126..... The Voice of the Whirlwind: Job 38.. The Names of the Egg - The Book of Ruth. Afterward: To Live as a Stranger. ...1 ...8 .9 11 .15 .16 18 20 21 ...26 ..28 50

Atkinson, a white guy with glasses, holds the book cover and smiles.

It’s here! It’s real! It exists!

Get your copy of Coal of Fire (new translations from the Hebrew Bible) today!

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It turned out so pretty! Can you link the pattern?

Without downloading any new pics, what’s it like to date you?

Shout out to Goo Deer, one of my favorite genders