I'm trying. I just CANNOT believe I fucked up that bad, I REALLY thought I was right, and I'd thought it through and knew what I was doing... but NO. Fucking BLOCKHEAD.

Linus in the Pumpkin Patch, that's me. Forever.

AND I *HATE* THE COLOR ORANGE! 😟

I'm the only one who gets to give him snuggles when he's curled up like that. No clue why it's ME, but... I'll take it. 😸

Curry kitty just wanted scritches, snoozes, and to make me do more laundry later. 😉

Unsolicited trick Rick pic

Soooooooo, if anyone needs me, I'll be in the garage checking on a phaser for the pot of mashed potatoes that is my head.

I fucking hate this year. 2024 is still the worst, but 2025 can kiss my ass forever.

SO... to recap... I walked into an assumed safe space (which is my fault for assuming) that was not only NOT a safe space, it was SPECIFICALLY not a place to say or ask what I did, and the objectivity I sought was never there to begin with. So all I did was piss people off and alienate them.

...in the time it took for me to leave the center of the room to take a seat for an answer, a hundred other people walked in having HEARD my questions, but not before one of the five already in there said,

"Yeah, the guys you're talking about are right over there; they actually hang out in here."

A metaphor:

I was emotionally struggling with Something - STILL am, tbh - and I walked into a forum room with five people currently in it, a room I believed was specifically FOR people who are also into this Something, stated my feelings with a request for help and context, and...

Well THIS is a crazy fucking 🧵, and I can't recommend it highly enough.

Thanks, @oddthisday.bsky.social!

In lieu of the thread I wrote and deleted, I will simply answer the question:

Because human beings only have so much ability to process and do, and currently EVERYTHING is fucked.

Now. A statement:

Don't ask random strangers questions while sounding like you're talking to a recalcitrant child.

I wish I had the time, tools, and talent to make a three second video out of this image, of the owl eyes flashing and the Predator "Infrared Mode" sound... YOU know the one, you just heard it in your brain. 😉

Meanwhile in #Portland

...for no other reason that it's an old timey choo-choo type train - which is VERY cool, TYVM - all of THAT means I'm on the spectrum, huh??

...

Oh shit... 😶

Wait, I think it DOES."

SWIMW and Daughter: 🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️

You're both telling me that people in general DON'T absentmindedly arrange items according to weirdly specific and seemingly random criteria?? And that just because I'm over the age of 50 but am still oddly interested in driving hundreds of miles to ride on the Tweetsie Railroad...

"Wait... are you telling me that quote-unquote *normal* people DON'T have every script to dozens of tv shows they enjoy just casually memorized, and that NOT everyone has a favorite dinosaur?? People in general DON'T become weirdly obsessed with topics and research them to the exclusion of all else?

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It took watching Murderbot with SWIMW (an acronym for She Who Is My Wife, the weirdly phrased way Sarek introduces his wife, Amanda, on Star Trek) for me to realize I was on the spectrum. Then it was like a floodgate opening as I was talking with her and one of my daughters:

FROGS TOGETHER STRONG 🐸🐸

Welp, here it is: maybe the funniest thing we've ever done, in its entirety.

Holy FUCK. 😶

I can empathize, though. Years and years back, my friend and I were peaking HARD when we thought it'd be swell to put on "Event Horizon," which neither of us knew anything about.

Friend... it was NOT swell. 😆

The helmet tee fucking rocks; my only regret is that it isn't a graphic of *@benjaminahr.mobi* in the helmet, preferably from the Maximum Support video. 😁

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Jesus FUCK, does Ari Shapiro suck.

I swear, NPR must DO something to the brains of its journalists. They seem to lose any and all perspective on right vs wrong, good vs bad, popular vs beneficial... they just lose all gray matter and clap like seals to everyone and everything to avoid conflict.

@discontinuedfoods.bsky.social :

Have you done PB Max yet? The greatest choco-peanut butter snack EVER (yes, I said EVER)?

GODS I miss those things; they were, as advertised, "pure bliss."

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