*snip snip* get off my sand 🦀

erroneously, t b q h, there is no merch depicting this, which i would buy and wear in a professional setting INSTANTLY

watched the lead singer of the band i drove six hours to see eat dry spaghetti on stage while reading a magazine tonight

some fun signs i saw yesterday: "GRIMES", "HALLOWED GROUND", "YOU /WILL/ MEET GOD", "BEWARE OF FALLING ROCK"

more fics where characters are all just crabs, honestly. or sharks. really let the warrior cat weirdo inside run free.

like erik, honey, you're right, but you're wearing a stupid hat, the deck is already stacked against you

the way, like, 70% of magneto's cool factor is immediately demolished if the choice is made to pronounce it "magnet-o"

"somehow, palpatine survived" like a force-tulpa, generation luke bringing him back through all the times they disbelievingly said "sheev? the emperor's first name was sheev?" to their space college professors

i realize star wars is a universe mostly comprised of stupid names but the fact that anyone heard "sheev palpatine" and, at any point, thought "yeah, i trust the guy" is truly pushing the boundaries of believability

the number of things i've been straight yeeted out of because bond, james bond is an avid /checks notes/...bbc sherlock fan?

people desperately want james bond to crack pop culture references & that is...not it, at all

what is it like to listen to a winning baseball game, i wonder

i am a fan of the place i live but i am not a fan of the megachurch pastor who has multiple paid radio spots where he pontificates on various pop culture elements while ham-handedly connecting them to religion

can't remember if curtainfic means domestic homebodying or is a euphemism for fade-to-black

get a horse, name him leon trotsky

/staring in the age gaps chosen and then chosen to be justified in the text by some writers/ we could be dealing with a greater extreme, i just finished watching richard & monica on friends

"nearly twice his age" sir, i can do math, and thirty-two times two is nowhere near forty-four

also that no one—NO ONE—is taking enough advantage of the ep (s07e08 ATTACHED) where crusher & picard have that mental link

every so often i remember that all the riker/troi i need & deserve is buried somewhere in the annals of the internet or physical zines of yore & get depressed all over again

lists of major american cities like "have you been here" & the answer is more often than not "yeah, their airport"

my aunt (76) has had a purple streak in her hair for the last...twenty years? she first got it at the same time as her daughter and then kept doing it (because purple hair is fun)

sending signals to my friends that i'm in trouble by failing to utter the word "babe" once in a two hour gathering

there's so much flashing outside i thought I'd missed a work truck or an outdoor rave, but no, it's heat lighting

my sincerest thanks to iwtv for the opportunity to once again watch christopher heyerdahl be the most upsetting man on tv

watching a lot of dirty jobs lately (why is irrelevant) and the amount of safety gear these people are not wearing or actively using

reason for closing fic: author spelled "gulag" (the location) as "GULAG" (the organization)

there's a REASON shawn spencer—my favorite extra-judicial meddler—is an official consultant & an equally good reason to keep his secrets (literally every case he consulted on would immediately be put in the "to retry or not to retry?" pile. so much inadmissable evidence.)

i am no longer allowed to read crime-based fiction because every single move this whimsical protagonist takes has me going, "that's illegal. that disrupts the chain of evidence. your extra-judicial meddling will get this case thrown out of any competent court."

happened again

the announcer truly having a moment over the outfielder snatching away a home run vs the sad reality that we're still down 3-0

legitimately just thought someone at the ballpark loved german synthpop