weaverdoug.bsky.social
@weaverdoug.bsky.social
who on earth wrote those words. I'm loath to call them sentences. They are gibberish.
January 2, 2026 at 11:19 PM
no
December 26, 2025 at 8:51 PM
Death in Venice
December 25, 2025 at 11:11 PM
Fuck the DNC. Especially that asshole.
December 18, 2025 at 11:37 PM
Isn't this three to two?
December 13, 2025 at 3:13 AM
he looks very important
December 13, 2025 at 3:10 AM
I just bought it. I love your writing. I'm hoping your book will change my life, by which I mean my meager attempts at writing. And I will tell you this: my exposure to your writing was one hundred percent because of Benjamin Dreyer...I think. I love you both.
December 13, 2025 at 2:48 AM
I met her about 30 years ago. She was bitter about Elvira.
December 11, 2025 at 4:36 PM
Sorry. I understand now. You're right of course. I was hoping for some neutrality. That's bullshit too. There can be no equivocation. Even if frailty, which you can argue is just a word.
December 5, 2025 at 3:49 AM
We'll talk.
December 5, 2025 at 3:45 AM
I don't understand this. Explique moi, s'il te plait.
December 5, 2025 at 3:30 AM
It's so bad that AI couldn't have written it.
December 3, 2025 at 9:27 PM
Clown
December 2, 2025 at 10:40 PM
Oh man what a question. I can't, at the moment, be of any use except to say I'm glad that Opera is the plural of Opus. I so hope you remember. It was a few years ago, a democracy ago.
December 1, 2025 at 1:24 AM
When I used to be happy I was a lot happier.
December 1, 2025 at 12:54 AM
Thank you.
November 30, 2025 at 2:08 AM
but we are fucking degenerates, so maybe learn the banjo?
November 27, 2025 at 2:04 AM
isn't it wonderful that some things never relinquish their fortitude, even after a lifetime of souvenirs.
November 27, 2025 at 2:03 AM