Rob
@yerguyrob.bsky.social
Pandemisexual/Polyam. He/Him. Writer (Foololog), former host of Our Strange Skies. I write stories now.
After wading through an abyss of white snow on my way to work, the sounds of Tonic’s “Open Up Your Eyes” in my ears, I think I finally understand what York Peppermint Patty was getting at in the 90s.
December 4, 2025 at 11:47 AM
After wading through an abyss of white snow on my way to work, the sounds of Tonic’s “Open Up Your Eyes” in my ears, I think I finally understand what York Peppermint Patty was getting at in the 90s.
Today’s musing involves people who go missing, and yeah, I just went from there. I love writing these, because I just love letting my mind wander, picking things up along the path and putting them on the page.
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December 4, 2025 at 11:07 AM
Today’s musing involves people who go missing, and yeah, I just went from there. I love writing these, because I just love letting my mind wander, picking things up along the path and putting them on the page.
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In which I write about complicated things like domestic violence and abuse and how screwy it can make your brain.
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December 2, 2025 at 10:07 PM
In which I write about complicated things like domestic violence and abuse and how screwy it can make your brain.
open.substack.com/pub/foololog...
open.substack.com/pub/foololog...
Today’s post is another short story, a Black Friday special. I had a lot of fun with this one. What is Black Friday was dystopian (I mean, it kind of already is) Either way, this what you get.
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December 1, 2025 at 11:13 AM
Today’s post is another short story, a Black Friday special. I had a lot of fun with this one. What is Black Friday was dystopian (I mean, it kind of already is) Either way, this what you get.
open.substack.com/pub/foololog...
open.substack.com/pub/foololog...
Inspired by The Tollund Man and Seamus Heaney’s poem, today’s musing is a piece of prose about our saints and the problems we refuse to fix.
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November 26, 2025 at 11:21 AM
Inspired by The Tollund Man and Seamus Heaney’s poem, today’s musing is a piece of prose about our saints and the problems we refuse to fix.
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Today’s musing is about ghosts, and is inspired by Jenny Slate’s book, Little Weirds. I hope you enjoy.
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November 24, 2025 at 11:42 AM
Today’s musing is about ghosts, and is inspired by Jenny Slate’s book, Little Weirds. I hope you enjoy.
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November 23, 2025 at 12:40 PM
I’m really proud of this piece. It was inspired by an animated video on Instagram. I’m going to develop this into a longer piece of poetry soon, but for now, I love this.
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November 22, 2025 at 11:03 AM
I’m really proud of this piece. It was inspired by an animated video on Instagram. I’m going to develop this into a longer piece of poetry soon, but for now, I love this.
open.substack.com/pub/foololog...
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Fresh shave. The urge I have to just shave all my hair off is always there, but I want to grow it out for a year or so before I chop it off again.
November 21, 2025 at 2:20 PM
Fresh shave. The urge I have to just shave all my hair off is always there, but I want to grow it out for a year or so before I chop it off again.
Today's musing is a piece of flash fiction. Hope you enjoy.
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November 19, 2025 at 1:59 PM
Today's musing is a piece of flash fiction. Hope you enjoy.
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This is so fucking bad ass. Oiwa-san, the infamous Japanese ghost wrings blood from her hair.
November 18, 2025 at 2:15 AM
This is so fucking bad ass. Oiwa-san, the infamous Japanese ghost wrings blood from her hair.
Todays musing: death and how weird it makes me to think about sometimes. Enjoy
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November 14, 2025 at 1:18 PM
Todays musing: death and how weird it makes me to think about sometimes. Enjoy
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I'm debuting a new series in which I muse daily about something. Today, it's about how I suck at crying. This promo image is killing me. loooool. Enjoy.
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November 13, 2025 at 2:35 PM
I'm debuting a new series in which I muse daily about something. Today, it's about how I suck at crying. This promo image is killing me. loooool. Enjoy.
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Strange Experiences, Part 2: Boogaloo’s Gonna Boogaloo.
Continuing from where I left off, I recount some of the strangest experiences of my life, some of which I’ve never shared before.
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Continuing from where I left off, I recount some of the strangest experiences of my life, some of which I’ve never shared before.
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November 5, 2025 at 9:44 PM
Strange Experiences, Part 2: Boogaloo’s Gonna Boogaloo.
Continuing from where I left off, I recount some of the strangest experiences of my life, some of which I’ve never shared before.
open.substack.com/pub/foololog...
Continuing from where I left off, I recount some of the strangest experiences of my life, some of which I’ve never shared before.
open.substack.com/pub/foololog...
One of my reads for the month.
November 2, 2025 at 5:17 PM
One of my reads for the month.
Here is part one of a two part series in which I explore the strange experiences I've had that make me feel as if I've been abducted by aliens at some point in my life.
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October 30, 2025 at 3:08 PM
Here is part one of a two part series in which I explore the strange experiences I've had that make me feel as if I've been abducted by aliens at some point in my life.
open.substack.com/pub/foololog...
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Research for a writing project (fiction).
October 22, 2025 at 12:34 PM
Research for a writing project (fiction).
In 2006 my dog died, we think she got cancer, and I think her cancer fucked with out WiFi router. Sounds weird, but no other explanation will do. Meet Abby, my childhood dog. She was a good dog and I miss her a lot.
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October 17, 2025 at 4:00 PM
In 2006 my dog died, we think she got cancer, and I think her cancer fucked with out WiFi router. Sounds weird, but no other explanation will do. Meet Abby, my childhood dog. She was a good dog and I miss her a lot.
open.substack.com/pub/foololog...
open.substack.com/pub/foololog...
October 16, 2025 at 10:06 PM
Here’s a poem I wrote today.
October 15, 2025 at 10:39 AM
Here’s a poem I wrote today.
Here is a photo of my father from the apartment we lived in when I was a kid. He's wearing suspenders. He's not amused by the fact that he's peeling potatoes and someone is trying to take his photo. I love it.
October 12, 2025 at 2:03 PM
Here is a photo of my father from the apartment we lived in when I was a kid. He's wearing suspenders. He's not amused by the fact that he's peeling potatoes and someone is trying to take his photo. I love it.
Here’s a limerick I wrote for fun. Enjoy.
October 11, 2025 at 8:02 PM
Here’s a limerick I wrote for fun. Enjoy.
I have a lot of respect for the spiritualists. Sure there were a lot of grifters out there, but, for those who weren’t trying to sell something—their ability to try to navigate the grief of loss by bypassing it altogether feels so damn human.
October 3, 2025 at 11:42 AM
I have a lot of respect for the spiritualists. Sure there were a lot of grifters out there, but, for those who weren’t trying to sell something—their ability to try to navigate the grief of loss by bypassing it altogether feels so damn human.