Tina Types Typos
@tinatypestypos.bsky.social
Stranger in a strange land, transplanted from the Midwest to California. If I say "pop" it means soda. She/her
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I went into an extremely crowded store. I had a cart and there was nowhere to push it and nowhere to put it and nowhere to stop and look. When I went to the next store, I did not get a cart. Freedom washed over me. Zipping through crowds, light on my feet, an unencumbered sprite.
December 18, 2025 at 10:12 PM
I went into an extremely crowded store. I had a cart and there was nowhere to push it and nowhere to put it and nowhere to stop and look. When I went to the next store, I did not get a cart. Freedom washed over me. Zipping through crowds, light on my feet, an unencumbered sprite.
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The cat thinks a cold, dark night is a perfect time to go outside to chase squirrels. But the door to the deck will not be opened for her. This is the time for the raccoons, owls, and the creatures of the night.
December 18, 2025 at 10:55 PM
The cat thinks a cold, dark night is a perfect time to go outside to chase squirrels. But the door to the deck will not be opened for her. This is the time for the raccoons, owls, and the creatures of the night.
Yesterday. Look just beyond the bench.
December 20, 2025 at 6:26 PM
Yesterday. Look just beyond the bench.
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What a tragedy. I guess I’ll have to eat this one.
December 14, 2025 at 10:55 PM
What a tragedy. I guess I’ll have to eat this one.
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today’s affirmation: I am within the acceptable range of deviation. I am a perfectly roasted quail. if I was a car the mechanics would find nothing weird or rodent related in my air filter. I am upright. There are no stones or excess debris in my shoes. I still have all my bones.
December 9, 2025 at 1:44 PM
today’s affirmation: I am within the acceptable range of deviation. I am a perfectly roasted quail. if I was a car the mechanics would find nothing weird or rodent related in my air filter. I am upright. There are no stones or excess debris in my shoes. I still have all my bones.
Inside looking out
December 9, 2025 at 6:13 PM
Inside looking out
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Slipped a little on an actual banana peel left on the actual sidewalk in this actual city. I assume I’m going hear Judy Garland singing on a trolley next & I’ll toss an amiable newspaper stand man a nickel for a paper & a pack of chewing gum.
December 2, 2025 at 5:13 PM
Slipped a little on an actual banana peel left on the actual sidewalk in this actual city. I assume I’m going hear Judy Garland singing on a trolley next & I’ll toss an amiable newspaper stand man a nickel for a paper & a pack of chewing gum.
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How appropriately named is the Cold Moon on this chilly evening of -21°C or -6° F.
December 4, 2025 at 12:27 AM
How appropriately named is the Cold Moon on this chilly evening of -21°C or -6° F.
Trees. Yep, that’s it. Just some pretty trees, because I don’t seem to have much to tell y’all lately.
December 1, 2025 at 11:08 PM
Trees. Yep, that’s it. Just some pretty trees, because I don’t seem to have much to tell y’all lately.
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I have decided: I don't need to know that the shipping label was created. Keep me in the dark on that. Come back to me when something real is happening
November 4, 2025 at 5:54 PM
I have decided: I don't need to know that the shipping label was created. Keep me in the dark on that. Come back to me when something real is happening
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Today, on an early morning walk through my hometown, the wind delivered the scent of a pizzeria prepping for the day, and I was instantly transported to 1980, and the humid back room of Vincent’s, my best friend and I pumping the quarters we’d stolen from our moms’ purses into the Asteroids machine.
November 30, 2025 at 3:29 PM
Today, on an early morning walk through my hometown, the wind delivered the scent of a pizzeria prepping for the day, and I was instantly transported to 1980, and the humid back room of Vincent’s, my best friend and I pumping the quarters we’d stolen from our moms’ purses into the Asteroids machine.
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The best time to go to bed was half an hour ago. The second best time is now.
November 28, 2025 at 3:33 AM
The best time to go to bed was half an hour ago. The second best time is now.
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Our dog gets a little wound up when she hears geese overhead so I hold her paw until they’re gone like we’re waiting together in an air raid shelter in WWII London
November 18, 2025 at 1:10 PM
Our dog gets a little wound up when she hears geese overhead so I hold her paw until they’re gone like we’re waiting together in an air raid shelter in WWII London
Here’s a pic I took earlier this week (before the rain). I’ve been exploring some new roads in the pretty neighborhood where I go to walk.
November 13, 2025 at 10:41 PM
Here’s a pic I took earlier this week (before the rain). I’ve been exploring some new roads in the pretty neighborhood where I go to walk.
Another squirrel that wanted his picture taken… and the turkeys who scared it away.
November 12, 2025 at 12:20 AM
Another squirrel that wanted his picture taken… and the turkeys who scared it away.
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Truck windshield frost art.
November 10, 2025 at 3:11 PM
Truck windshield frost art.
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Pretty soon it’s gonna be all skittles and starburst and if you’re thinking that sounds good then you weren’t there for the days of Milky Way and Reese’s peanut butter cups.
November 5, 2025 at 5:13 AM
Pretty soon it’s gonna be all skittles and starburst and if you’re thinking that sounds good then you weren’t there for the days of Milky Way and Reese’s peanut butter cups.
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Yesterday, at a bookstore, I got into an indecisive spiral about which novel to choose & everything seemed jagged & wrong & I sort of felt as if hounds were pursuing me & I ended up in front of Moll goddamn Flanders, like, “Maybe?”
November 6, 2025 at 4:13 PM
Yesterday, at a bookstore, I got into an indecisive spiral about which novel to choose & everything seemed jagged & wrong & I sort of felt as if hounds were pursuing me & I ended up in front of Moll goddamn Flanders, like, “Maybe?”
The latest amazing turn of phrase from MJM: “everything seemed jagged & wrong & I sort of felt as if hounds were pursuing me”.
Yesterday, at a bookstore, I got into an indecisive spiral about which novel to choose & everything seemed jagged & wrong & I sort of felt as if hounds were pursuing me & I ended up in front of Moll goddamn Flanders, like, “Maybe?”
November 6, 2025 at 4:44 PM
The latest amazing turn of phrase from MJM: “everything seemed jagged & wrong & I sort of felt as if hounds were pursuing me”.
I finally got a video of the Tom Turkeys acting all tough.
November 5, 2025 at 11:51 PM
I finally got a video of the Tom Turkeys acting all tough.
The HOA* guys have already cleaned up the leaves from this weekend.
*Neighborhood where I walk, not where I live.
*Neighborhood where I walk, not where I live.
November 3, 2025 at 4:51 PM
The HOA* guys have already cleaned up the leaves from this weekend.
*Neighborhood where I walk, not where I live.
*Neighborhood where I walk, not where I live.
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There is no more horrible bastard on Earth than the guy who owned your house before you.
Talked to the contractor replacing our front porch.
I noticed he was hammering in stakes to mark where the footings are going to go with no apparent resistance in the ground that might indicate any previous footings present.
"So that was load-bearing lattice?" says I.
"Oh yeah," says he.
I noticed he was hammering in stakes to mark where the footings are going to go with no apparent resistance in the ground that might indicate any previous footings present.
"So that was load-bearing lattice?" says I.
"Oh yeah," says he.
November 3, 2025 at 3:20 PM
There is no more horrible bastard on Earth than the guy who owned your house before you.
One weekend’s worth of leaves.
November 3, 2025 at 2:07 AM
One weekend’s worth of leaves.
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The hard one, the easy one, the stepstool one. Good luck with your time today!
November 2, 2025 at 3:54 PM
The hard one, the easy one, the stepstool one. Good luck with your time today!