It’s like when you go out for dinner and you’re the vegan!

I think the person took a picture of a book page who posted this.

John Darnielle’s Devil House is a GREAT novel. All of his books are but it’s particularly great

A Thousand Acres by Jane Smiley.

Letterkenny! The humour takes a few episodes for you to understand, but it’s absurd sort of in the Seinfeld way but way more subtle.

What We Do In The Shadows is HILARIOUS.

Pour Some Sugar On Me. It’s so terrible.

I haven’t actually tried this but my friend did.

Well I am on pineapple satay skewers. Get with the now.

It’s an awful hands on learning experience. Especially when they’re covert.

I have a small mixed breed who is apparently Boston terrier, beagle, and pug. I wanted to do a doggy DNA test, but my ex said he is just 100% pure badness.

It’s well done!

I still have Facebook because of real life friends but otherwise I am on the fediverse and Bluesky only. I even use Maven. I have never gotten into Snapchat or Tiktok at all, and I dumped Instagram and Twitter a while back.

I would love to not be on Facebook but sometimes if someone commits a really trashy crime in the news and I look them up and their page is full of crazy it’s pretty delicious. Like a Southern Gothic novel.

I was on a tour bus for a food and wine event in Charleston SC some years ago. We had started drinking at 10 am and were pretty much all soused by the time the bus was taking us back. It was a wonderful day.

Anyway we were on this old retro school bus with the windows that you pop open and they open from the top, and we were crossing the bridge from John’s Island back to the city overtop of a marsh, and this drunk girl who was clearly recently separated took her ring off, snapped the window down, and flung it into the marsh below, and yelled “Sayonara motherfucker!”.

Then she saw me blinking in surprise and said, “I think that was the perfect place to do that”.

Well ok.

Omigod that’s ignorant. I’m sorry.

There was a girl on Reddit who broke up with her plumber boyfriend, who had installed a new toilet for her. He took the toilet with him.

That’s where mine went. I don’t want any photos of him.

I see it as white and gold unless I squeeze my eyes almost shut and then it looks blue.

I don’t know the answer, but I support people as however they identify, I don’t care and love them all, but I sort of would feel silly saying I was she/her. Like it’s like I’m participating in something that I’m not really a part of.

My 87 year old aunt volunteers for a local theater, which obviously has a lot of queer folks involved, and at one point the coordinator said when the volunteers introduced themselves at a meeting that they should announce their preferred pronouns. I get that the coordinator meant well, but my aunt said it’s nobody’s business what her pronouns are unless RuPaul is asking. LOL.

Yes of course. I’m just saying, some of us are livid about Christians like this

Oh sorry.

In its Facebook and onward phase, yes I agree. Prior to that we had this wonderful site called Livejournal where you could privately blog to a select group of friends, and it was the absolute best way to brain dump, have people give you real advice, and make the best online friends. Yes it had much controversy when it was bought by a Russian company, I can point you to a podcast if you want more detail on that, and certainly there was drama sometimes, but I would give a lot to just talk to my friends as a group that way again and really know each other deeply that way again, and other than the odd very ignorable ad, you weren’t forced to be part of an algorithm or AI horseshit or fake news or verified accounts or any of that garbage. You could buy a permanent account for 100 dollars for the added features, but that was basically started to keep the site running after it took off. It really was beautiful and helpful and loving and felt organic and true for that time.

Have you ever noticed how hard it is for novels or TV or any other fictional platform to include anything about smartphones or using social media? When it is mentioned it feels very awkward and forced into the narrative.

My church has a mission partner group where we welcome and help house and settle newcomers. Some of our congregation have even let them live in their basement units, helped them with finding housing, furniture, etc, and just helped them navigate how to do life here, like doctor’s appointments, banking, school, etc. It makes us absolutely livid that doors are closing to newcomers.