It's time for a drastic change in politics. We need more transparency and honesty in our parties.
I propose a new party, the Party of the Dark Star. There will be weird rituals, orgiastic caucusing, and the party motto will be "Blood for the Blood God".
I wonder if this is the replacement for the ACES suit. Time to look things up!
I love the lanyard.
Boatswain’s call - Bosun’s call with sailor-macraméd lanyard, 19th century
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Did you ever get a really nice notebook and then just put it on a shelf for later? It's a really nice notebook, and you don't want to waste it on grocery lists and to do notes, but a subject matter that needs nice paper. I have a small collection of good notebooks awaiting the proper subject, and over the years they find their use.
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A tired trope that needs to get flushed:
Intimate partner gaslighting in horror and thriller.
Typical situation: married couple moves to new city (foreign locale where she doesn't speak the language is optional). Husband is distracted by new job/important project/sales meetings and leaves her to her own devices. She exists for a bit so you get that she's a people, and then she notices strange stuff. Some weird dude following her. Honkey shenanigans at the corner grocery. The light fixtures spew black ink and sulphur fumes. Something.
She, having grown up a modern woman and having a Spidey sense on creepers because she's still alive, say to hubby weird shit is going on.
Hubby's automatic reaction is to discount her observations, says she's imagining things, she's overreacting, she's stressed, she's wrong because the stars aren't in alignment, whatever.
Doesn't matter if there's been multiple disappearances in the neighborhood. Doesn't matter if the drawing of the suspect matches the gardener exactly. Doesn't matter that she would have no reason to bullshit. Doesn't matter.
Why not accept that she's seen weird shit? Why not accept the fact that she knows someone is following her? Why not take her at her word? She knows how important the husband thingy is, otherwise she wouldn't have moved, so why would she try to sabotage it for no reason?
My wife tells me she saw weird shit, she saw weird shit. I wasn't there, so who am I to judge?
Through my actions, I both embody and seek Slack. Therefore, my life journey is to find myself.
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