Finally sourced my uncharitable response to “Shake It Off” when I realized it was just “Hey Ya!” for white people.
#tweetsfrom2013#cleaningoutthedrafts
@Ganapatya A people so steeped in ahistorical nationalism that they’ll say, utterly without intended irony: “there’s nothing more British than a drunken curry after a night out with the lads”.
Related: Brindian “cuisine” is assurance that the Crown’s crimes against India shall never cease.
In lieu of election coverage, I’m just gonna spend today huffing a Best Of The Vengaboys compilation.
(jk it’s computer duster)
(Double jk it’s the DOOM 2016 soundtrack. But I’m still inhaling it out of a paper bag.)
@superfantastic I mean...to the decontextualized observer, that sounds like a big parenting success, but I don’t wanna presume :)
Also, like, thank you for being the other attendees at Guactoberfest 2020 🌮🎉
“Misirlou” is the “Bohemian Rhapsody” of surf rock.
(If that lofty comparison falls short, in terms of compositional ideas, the seamless inclusion of a piano, a trumpet, and a *harp* ought to suffice.)
The pharmacy tech at Bartell’s put an Incredible Hulk band-aid on my flu shot injection spot, in spite of the both of us nominally being adults.
To you, my imaginary chalice is raised: good call.
@jaycee @Tcherkassky All this sits adjacent to why encountering “just” one spider somewhere unsanctioned is so discomfiting to me: bugs are like living stochastic models, by my reckoning. I just CAN’T convince myself that the issue is Done once an individual is, uh, dealt with.
Also: hi; I’m not dead; Twitter is still a hyperdense collapsed garbage star; I can get over myself long enough to at least try to find my friends again because BOY is the one-two punch of the COVID-19 pandemic and choking wildfire smoke driving me to desperate social measures.