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Screenshot of today’s NYT connections, which leads off with Third / Sister / Lovers, and has Big / Star on the following line.

Today’s connections theme is brought to you by Alex Chilton.

Disney bought FX in 2019. Alien Earth airs on FX. The Xenomorph is a Disney Princess.

Several layers of wallpaper

As a general rule I try not to be mad at dead people, cause it can’t change anything. But after spending the day peeling 6(!) layers of wallpaper off this room, I may need to revise my policy.

Merry glizzmas

It’s weird how the mind is the only part that can be boggled. I think the word could apply to the whole anatomy.

“The gas station’s array of roller dogs promised to boggle the guts”

“Fair Juliet, thou hast boggled my heart”

“The dance floor filled as the band played an assboggling groove”

The fridge is full of opportunities. ‘chup, ‘stard, ‘gurt, etc.

“War is peace, freedom is slavery, ignorance is strength” yeah yeah whatever. My generation lost that battle in 2010 when we let “dank” slip into the lexicon as a general-purpose positive adjective. If I had a time machine I’d go waterboard the first guy who said that.

If a band has the words “beach” or “teen” anywhere in the name, I will not listen to it on principle. I love music but absolutely can’t stand fun.

Make a cheesecake. This is called the Rite of Springform. If you peek in the oven, that’s checking the Bake’s Progress. If your pet parrot gets in while the oven door is open… well… that’s the Firebird.

1. Yes
2. Yes, and it’s delicious. But only in Oneonta. Sort of a “when in Rome” thing. Don’t tell the actual Romans, they’d hate this idea.
cc: @trashcrusader.bsky.social

My theory is that the conclave was really into the new Smoking Popes record.

The phrase Holy See comes from the Latin Sancta Sedes, or “holy chair”. Apparently this Vance guy can’t be trusted around ANY sort of furniture.

A rare spiritual reflection, on the eve of the feast of St Padraic:

I don’t know if Hell exists. But if there is indeed a hell, there will be tin whistles there.

Life hack: did you know that instead of making old bananas into unwanted banana bread, you can save time by putting these bananas directly into the garbage without baking them first?

Vendor at trade show: “are you sure you two are from Buffalo? You look so exotic, like you’re from… Baltimore or something”

A very incorrect handwritten track list

A friend of a friend gave me a burned copy of this record in 9th grade study hall. This was a formative moment.

The tracks were all in the wrong order and most of “Crime” was mixed in. I found the handwritten liner notes that came with it in an old cd binder recently.

Satan on the Dock of the Bay

Why do they keep adding features to this app. “Chat?” I will not “chat.” I would rather fill my pockets with stones and walk into Lake Erie.

I should post here more before it gets ruined. Every social network is awesome for like 18 months and then evolves into a machine that turns human misery into ad revenue.

Update on the ghost situation: there are no ghosts, but I did confirm via newspaper archive that a previous owner died in the house in 1944.

The Shopsmith is the Kitchenaid of the garage.

There are so many Christmas songs but only one of them has a shoutout to Satan’s Pow’r. A real missed opportunity.

If you mash up Paul and George’s biggest post-Beatles hits, you get “Simply Hare a Wonderful Krishna’stime”

We’re going ham gambling!

So we joked around for a year about our old house having ghosts cause the lights flicker all the time. Called the power company to check it out today. Turns out the “ghosts” were actually a pretty serious fire hazard. Spooky.

This is approaching “Marilyn Manson had his ribs removed” levels of virality

Out: don’t tread on me snake
In: steptile

Third year in a row, it’s officially a tradition: Reading @drewmagary.bsky.social ‘s Hater’s Guide aloud to my wife on Christmas Eve while she wraps presents at the last possible moment.

Isn't it weird how football at halftime is the only place where a reporter will interview a high-powered executive, and then the exec does a brisk lil jog to get away when they’re done talking

Ghosts aren’t trying to scare you. They’re booing to say that you are doing a bad job.