The Squid's Ink | Dominic Matte
@thesquidsink.com
Fantasy author writing mostly modern-ish novels and shorts.
Also enjoy food, birds, video and board games, and my dog.
https://thesquidsink.com/about/
Also enjoy food, birds, video and board games, and my dog.
https://thesquidsink.com/about/
Can't be sure your flour didn't kill thousands of bugs/mice unless you made it yourself, because factory farms and capitalism
November 12, 2025 at 1:22 PM
Can't be sure your flour didn't kill thousands of bugs/mice unless you made it yourself, because factory farms and capitalism
TBF lots of things (eg spices, esp cinnamon) have some bug bits in them because it's too much work to separate out the harmless extras.
And/or fast efficient harvesting machines can't differentiate between grains and bugs (or even mice) which later get removed after being killed.
And/or fast efficient harvesting machines can't differentiate between grains and bugs (or even mice) which later get removed after being killed.
November 12, 2025 at 1:22 PM
TBF lots of things (eg spices, esp cinnamon) have some bug bits in them because it's too much work to separate out the harmless extras.
And/or fast efficient harvesting machines can't differentiate between grains and bugs (or even mice) which later get removed after being killed.
And/or fast efficient harvesting machines can't differentiate between grains and bugs (or even mice) which later get removed after being killed.
In two weeks when I get the new glasses it'll be even better
a cartoon of a man wearing glasses standing with his hands on his hips
ALT: a cartoon of a man wearing glasses standing with his hands on his hips
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October 30, 2025 at 7:33 PM
In two weeks when I get the new glasses it'll be even better
Evil Dead 2, somewhere around age 10 or 12. Shown to me and my younger brothers by an uncle who commentated it as a comedy and made us promise not to tell our parents.
October 29, 2025 at 9:50 PM
Evil Dead 2, somewhere around age 10 or 12. Shown to me and my younger brothers by an uncle who commentated it as a comedy and made us promise not to tell our parents.