“The bottles bear the imprint of the Kentucky distillery Woodford Reserve, and are engraved with the words KASHPATELFBIDIRECTOR, as well as a rendering of an FBI shield. Surrounding the shield is a band of text featuring Patel’s director title and his favored spelling of his first name: Ka$h. An eagle holds the shield in its talons, along with the number 9, presumably a reference to Patel’s place in the history of FBI directors.” —The Atlantic
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Crack the seal on this uniquely squat bottle and, right away, the Woodford Reserve Director Ka$h Patel Kash Patel FBI Director signature bourbon opens with notes of cherry, a secondary zest of orange peel, and lingering funk of insurrection on the nose. It’s heady and strong, eager to prove its worth.
The vision for this spirit seems to dart in many different directions at once. At times, it gives distinct hits of cinnamon and cardamom. At others, it leans heavily into impropriety and hubris. All of these sweet spices do a dance—possibly faked—on the tongue but quickly arrest your whole mouth with unquestionable, if unqualified, character.
So much happens so quickly that it almost defies judicial review. But there’s no escaping the fact that the palate doesn’t fit the nose; it’s like a borrowed jacket that’s a hair too big. But it knows it. And it doesn’t care. And it would appreciate it if you stopped bringing it up.
The aggressive sweep of the senses continues, unabated, taking the taste in directions you wouldn’t have predicted—rich caramel, honeyed stonefruits, baking chocolate, and something that we can only describe as . There’s a leather note in here. Not soft, buttery, luxurious cowhide; more this-chair-came-with-the-office.
Even more interesting things happen when you set it aside for a term. Wait twenty minutes. Put on some tunes. Something by an up-and-coming young country artist, maybe a song that’s suspiciously similar to the Beastie Boys, whatever. When you come back, you’ll find more oxidized, emboldened sensations. Adding a drop or two of fresh spring water brings out new coconut flavors and baking spices — barley and rye are immediate culprits. Wait, no, it’s the oak lactones from the charred new oak barrels to blame. Our bad.
The sedate proof—a precise 90.4—is deceptively mild for something this pushy on the backend. The finish arrives like a hostile subpoena: jarring, poorly timed, longer than it has any right to be. A quirky spice note returns, brash and bold, unwanted but unconcerned. All man.
Off the very back end, there’s a weird, briny flavor. Is that… seashells? And there’s an astringent, overextracted aftertaste that is not pleasant, like licking the laminated balsa wood of a gold medal-winning hockey stick.
It’s certainly a rare bourbon, the kind of bottle you only get by calling in lots of favors (or having something really damning on your supplier). But is the Director Ka$h Patel Kash Patel FBI Director edition Woodford Reserve bourbon destined to sit alongside a King of Kentucky 17-year? A Heaven Hill 22? Or a POTUS 47? We’ll have to wait and see. You’ll know because we’ll tell you. It’s doing a great job. It’s a critical part of your liquor cabinet. Even though you might not see it back there, hiding behind taller bottles, it’s suited for regular, if not excessive, drinking.
Sip it neat or guzzle it in a locker room. Trickle it over a big icy rock before Congressional testimony. Pound it on a DOJPJ1 going anywhere your boo desires. Bourbon like we’ve never seen before. People are saying it’s the greatest ever.
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1 This was not reviewed at altitude on a private jet, which may have affected the taste.
This week's Out-of-Touch guide explains the online mogging competition that is Omoggle and examines who was behind a hack that brought learning to a screeching halt nationwide. We also look at a viral AI music trend, and discuss how technology we use every day might kill us all.
Mogging get organized on Omoggle
The Omoggle website is blowing up. As you can read in my glossary of Gen A and Gen Z slang, "mogging" is the act of being more attractive than someone else, usually in an intentional or aggressive way: If you're a young gentleman having a conversation with a woman, and a more handsome young man stands next to you and takes over, you have officially been mogged. Omoggle gamifies that conflict of attractiveness. It's a player-vs.-player contest where a user uploads a picture of their face and pits it against another user. An AI then analyzes the competitors' features to determine who has been mogged and who has done the mogging. It may be named after defunct chat site Omegle, but Omoggle is more like Hot or Not. Except it's more disturbing because the winner of the attractive-off isn't determined by other users' votes, but by an AI that was programmed to reinforce incel ideas.
Over the last 10 years or so, incels and manosphere types have developed and spread a massive, ad-hoc, shared delusion about what women find attractive. Despite being a self-selected group of men who don't relate well to women, incels believe they understand what women find attractive better than women themselves. All women, the theory goes, are looking for a specific set of facial features—a thick jaw, high cheekbones, etc.—and if you don't have them, you have no chance, so why try? Omoggle is really part of incels' ongoing effort to convince themselves that the reason women won't talk to them is because the geometry of their Canthal Tilt is off, not because they're creepy weirdos.
School computers went down across the country last week
A website going down temporarily is probably a minor inconvenience to us older people, but when Canvas went down this week, right in the middle of finals, it was a full-life disruption for many in Generations Z and A. Canvas is the learning management system that controls just about every college and high school in the country's schedules, homework, grades, and more, so hackers taking it out pretty much shut down academia. The hacker group responsible, called ShinyHunters, threatened to release user information if an unspecified ransom wasn't paid, but fortunately, the site seems to have beaten the hackers back, and Canvas is functioning again—but for how long?
Shinyhunters: the new generation of hackers
Shinyhunters, the group that pulled off the Canvas hack, took its name from the Pokémon franchise. Shiny Pokémon are rare, and according to security experts, Shinyhunters seem to focus on rare data. The group is thought to be part of a large affiliation of younger hackers called "The Com" who are mostly from the U.S. and the UK. While other groups within The Com collaborate with Russian ransomware groups, Shinyhunters don't. They're about data leak extortion, i.e.: "We'll release all this data if you don't pay us" instead of the usual ransomware's message of "we locked your systems and will free them when you pay us." Shinyhunters have been especially active lately, having targeted Ticketmaster, Wattpad, Pixlr, Bonobos, BigBasket, Mathway, Unacademy, MeetMindful, and more.
Viral videos of the week: text songs
Artificial intelligence's takeover of all human endeavors continues. The latest evidence: the popularity of "text songs" videos on TikTok. The concept is simple: You enter text conversations as lyrics into song generation engines like Suno or Udio, make it into a song and video, and make people laugh. While there are lots of different musical styles represented in these videos, gospel tends to work best; maybe it's the contrast of the mundanity of the text messages with the dramatic nature of the music. Here are a few examples:
Bonus: Because I sometimes have funny conversations with my teenage child, I made my own.
If you'd like to listen to a computer sing to you all day, check out the SongText hashtag where you can find almost 30,000 more examples.
Reddit discusses technological nightmares
AI sure is fun, isn't it? Unrelated: Young people spend a lot of time thinking about how the technology we've already developed will likely kill us in the near future. It's not necessarily that there's more anxiety now than when you were young, but there are more options. Realistically, you only had to worry about nukes falling, but, judging by this Reddit thread, young people are worried about hundreds of different kinds of technological nightmares that might happen in the next few years or tomorrow afternoon, including:
[I had to type “D-a-y” letter by letter, like an animal.]
As I wrote a text message yesterday, I was presented with the dumbest set of auto-suggestions I can recall ever seeing. Please marvel at the ridiculousness:
Mothers certainly deserve a full month, but at present, that’s not what we’ve got.
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At $484.99, the Insta360 Go Ultra Vlogger Bundle has dropped from its usual $574 price, and according to price trackers, this is the lowest it has been so far. The whole idea behind the Go Ultra is convenience. The camera itself is tiny enough to wear on a shirt, as a magnetic pendant, or as a hat clip without constantly reminding you it’s there. Then, when you want something that feels more like a traditional action camera, it docks into the included Action Pod, which has a larger screen and an extra battery, notes this PCMag review.
The camera shoots stabilized 4K video at 60fps, and the larger 1/1.28-inch sensor helps noticeably indoors or during evening shoots, where smaller action cameras often turn footage muddy fast. Stabilization is also one of the better parts of the experience. Walking footage stays smooth without requiring much effort, so it works well for bike rides, city walks, festivals, or travel clips where carrying a gimbal would feel excessive. And if framing starts becoming a problem, you can just dock it into the Action Pod and use its 2.5-inch flip-up touchscreen, which makes it much easier to see yourself while recording.
Video tops out at eight-bit color, so creators who spend a lot of time color-grading footage may find it more limiting than larger action cameras from DJI or GoPro. There’s also no built-in storage, meaning you’ll need to pick up a microSD card separately before you can start shooting. Battery life changes quite a bit depending on how you use the system, too—the standalone camera lasts roughly 30 to 36 minutes at 4K60 before heat starts becoming a factor, while the Action Pod pushes total usage much closer to two hours. And as for its audio quality, it's decent for casual clips and quick vlogs, but wind noise and distance can still affect recordings, unless you rely on the included mic transmitter or external audio gear.
Still, the bundle is generous—along with the camera and Action Pod, you get a magnetic pendant, quick-release mounts, a mini tripod remote kit, a magnetic clip, and a Mic Air transmitter for better audio options. For creators who constantly move between casual recording and more deliberate filming, the setup feels more versatile than most compact action cameras.
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At $199 on Woot, the GoPro Lit Hero has dropped well below its original $269 launch price from October 2025, and according to price trackers, this is the lowest price the camera has hit so far. The same model is selling for $229.99 on Amazon. Shipping is free for Prime members, while everyone else pays an extra $6, though Woot only ships within the lower 48 states.
The main reason someone would buy the Lit Hero is portability. At just 3.3 ounces, it’s genuinely tiny, small enough to slip into a jacket pocket or stay clipped to a bike helmet without becoming annoying to carry around all day. It records up to 4K at 60fps, captures 12MP photos, and is waterproof down to 16 feet without needing extra housing, which makes it practical for casual travel, cycling, beach trips, or quick vacation clips. Startup speeds are fast, autofocus works reliably most of the time, and the battery lasts around 90 minutes of continuous shooting, which is decent considering the battery is sealed and cannot be swapped out mid-day. The built-in LED light is also brighter than expected for a camera this small, although it feels more useful underwater or during emergencies than for everyday clips.
On the minus side, its 1.76-inch touchscreen is extremely small, and navigating menus can become annoying fast, especially outdoors or with wet hands. And because there are barely any physical controls, almost everything depends on tapping through menus on that tiny display. There’s also no built-in image stabilization. Instead, you have to transfer footage into the GoPro Quik app and apply stabilization afterward, which adds an extra step that is frustrating. And while the image quality is decent in bright conditions, its small 1/2.8-inch sensor struggles once lighting drops, producing softer footage with visible noise. People who like color grading or tweaking footage later won’t get much flexibility here either, since there’s no log mode or meaningful manual control to work with. Overall, the Lit Hero feels less like a smaller Hero Black and more like a compact point-and-shoot action cam for beginners who care more about convenience and size than image quality.
I do not often venture to the theater to see movies. However, I wanted to see talking cgi sheep solve a murder mystery. That is definitely a thing I want to see. So, Saturday night, I drug Lala to the movies with me to see talking cgi sheep solve a murder in Sheep Detectives.
Quinn Audio is a paid app that offers immersive erotic short stories that, IMO, are organized by trope and archetype in a way that will appeal to romance readers (enemy to lover, forbidden work relationship, etc). You can pay by month or by year.
One of the draws to Quinn is that some of the narrators are famous actors that listeners might be familiar with, like Jamie Campbell, Hudson Williams, and Connor Storrie.
I started with Yes, Chef narrated by Shawn Hatosy from The Pitt. It took a minute for me to get the hang of things because I’m used to listening to audio books. This is different: the narrator reads a story (in this case released in chapters) from their point of view. There’s no dialogue or voice from a second party. In the scenes where the narrator is supposed to be talking to another party we gauge what is said based on their responses.
For example, the narrator might say, “What do you mean I didn’t follow you back on instagram? (pause) Oh, I didn’t know I was supposed to do that.”
We never actually hear the other character say anything like “Hey why didn’t you follow me back on Instagram?” We inuit that from the response.
It’s kind of weird, listening to half the conversation and while I think some listeners will adapt like I did, others might hate it.
The story was also told as if the narrator, in this case Grant Reilly, is recounting the story of meeting “you,” a sous chef named Iris Adams. It’s kind of like a [Y/N] fanfic where the listener occupies the space of the second character.
This achieves a lot of intimacy in the narrative because it sounds like another person is speaking directly to you about events that have occurred. It’s an intimacy that could absolutely sell the app to some listeners, while turning off others completely.
This is not something I want to listen to in public spaces. I’m not comfortable listening to something this intimate while at work. I could absolutely see myself accidentally connecting to some bluetooth device while Jamie Campbell Bower purrs “Good girl” throughout the office forcing me to fake my own death and move to another country.
That said, it does work for me in cases where I want an immersive story, but I don’t have the attention span for more than a short story. Because the stories are brief and the plot is relatively simple, there isn’t a lot of room to get lost.
It’s also extremely immersive. Behind the narration is background noise appropriate to the scene. For example, a scene narrated by a chef working in a restaurant had all the appropriate kitchen sounds like clinking dishes. As the scene progressed to the restaurant being closed with the narrator cleaning up, you could hear the spritz of squirt bottles and the soft sound of sweeping. That background noise really pulled me into the audio and made me feel like I was present in the story.
This feeling of immersion can flip the opposite direction depending on how you feel about “moist” sounds. I don’t know if I have misophonia or what but the wet sounds of people kissing make me gaggy (see my Bachelor recaps) so I Did Not Like the kissing sounds that show up in the erotic scenes. There are other moist sounds, too, associated with thrusting or oral sex, so just beware. These stories are very explicit.
The one-shot offerings were less my thing. It’s a single chapter offering that’s basically just a sex scene. There’s no real background or story to get into. The one I listened to was an aftercare and tender sex scene taking place after a rough sex session. You don’t need to know anything to jump into it, but it also felt less transportive because of that lack of background.
Overall, this app isn’t for me. There aren’t that many multi chapter originals, which is the offering I enjoy, and I can’t listen to it everywhere. That means I’m not really getting my money’s worth. I can see this working really well for other listeners though, so I’m giving it a middle of the road grade.
as a younger person I’d sometimes get overwhelmed with the violence of the world, not just human violence but the violence done to animals and by animals, the innate violence of being an animal. because an animal is, by definition,an organism that must consume other organisms to live. and this would lodge in my spiraling young adult mind, the tragedy that to live, to be a creature, is to cause harm. that life is sustained by consuming life.
eventually I got older (and medicated), but in the meantime spending time in woodland really helped. it comforted me to be around plantlife, which feeds not on life but on sunlight, and therefore causes no harm.
anyway now I’m reading The Hidden Life Of Treesby Peter Wohlleben (incredible book) and it turns out that was a big fat LIE. forests are violent as FUCK
life as a tree is fucking BRUTAL. ok no they don’t actually eat each other (well, not until they’ve been broken down and digested by microorganisms first) but competition is FIERCE. sunlight and water are finite resources. survival rates are dismal. a tree can release a million seeds in a lifetime and have only one offspring live to maturity. some species evolved ways of stealing sunlight from trees who got there first, bidding their time as a sapling then shooting out from under older canopies to hog as as much light as possible. next-door neighbors? fuck em, let em starve.
then you get shit like epiphytes that decided to just grow on top of other plants.strangler fig vines, for instance, which decided well fuck, im just gonna cling to this tree trunk and let it do the support work. maybe entangle our roots and envelope my host completely over time. oopsie my host died? that’s ok I’ll just cling to its corpse for eternity
equally horrifying is the honeysuckle, which preys on young trees boa-constrictor style, squeezing the life out of saplings, which grow with permanent deformities before dying prematurely (makes for a neat walking stick though)
then you get out and proud parasites like mistletoe who are happy to attach themselves to tree canopies and suck their blood extract water and nutrients. so yeah some plants do eat each other actually. gives ya some perspective on the old christmas tradition of hunting mistletoe with guns (yes that’s a thing, shooting them down out of trees like squirrels. yes, unlike squirrels they deserve it). as for the romance angle, who doesn’t want to kiss a lover beneath the dying corpse of a parasitic trophy kill? sexy as heck.
in conclusion, PLANTS ARE VIOLENT AS FUCK, and that’s not even getting into the eternal chemical warfare they are forced to wage against insects, fungi, microbes and other enemies.
one day soon the forests will turn on us, and when that day comes I’m cheerfully betraying humanity and skipping away to cross enemy lines 🫡
to those who thought this post was heading in a heartwarming direction, i do NOT apologize and i DO hopethe forest and its creeping mycelium tendrils crawl their way into your nightmares
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All material used is either original or public domain. This video uses footage from Spite Marriage (1929), Cocoaunuts (1929), and The Broadway Melody (1929). The music is a version of Rhapsody in Blue recorded by the US Marine Band in 2018.
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the world’s smallest carnivore is called the “least weasel” 😭😭 i’m dying but like if it’s the smallest carnivore then it sure is the least amount of weasel you can have 😭😭😭
Look at him: this is absolutely the least amount of weasel you can have
She stared at him, her gaze a kind of cage, throwing down bars to the lawn to keep him trapped. One moment of inattention, and he would be free. [p. 7]
Mary, who lives in East London, has recently split up with her abusive fiancé Mark: she's kept the house, and has a comfortable life with little excitement or social contact. Her next-door neighbours, Michelle and Eric, have a new baby named Flora, to whom Mary is drawn. But she's also fascinated by the dog fox who frequents her garden.
Since I got into roller derby, I've had less time and mental capacity to really follow footy anymore. (Well, also I've been living the freelancer lifestyle, which leaves less free time because a bitch has to work to get paid.) But Hertha opened a women's division in the last year or so, and they've been playing great in the Regionalliga Nordost. One curious side effect of roller derby is that I'm far less interested in men's sports than I used to be, so when I heard that they were actually good, I checked the game schedule to see if there were any games I could make it to ... and all the home games were roller derby weekends. Except May 9, so I put that on my mental calendar to check back in with other people from the one Hertha fan chat I'm in.
Time rolled on, and the Hertha Frauen only needed to get 1 point to win the Regionalliga in their game on May 9. Which had been scheduled for afternoon, then rescheduled until Sunday morning, but then! It was rescheduled to be at the Olympiastadion after the men's game -- and for free! They wanted to give the team a big cheering section while they got the title. So I got my free ticket and coordinated with one of the fan chat folks, and we met up there.
10 years ago, I was really into football, following the games and even writing for a soccer blog on occasion. Then a bunch of shit happened (including roller derby) and I mostly just followed the scores on kicker and the bitching on the fan chat (because the Hertha men have been really shit for a while now). When I came to Berlin in 2014 with Ben's family, we visited the Olympiastadion as tourists, and I sat in the Ostkurve and had a little moment of fandom.
Yesterday, after some shenanigans, I got into the Ostkurve. Fam, it was magical. I had emotions. We walked down into the cheering section, directly opposite the Marathon Gate, and I felt some of that same joy I used to have about soccer. Yeah, ok, winning 5:0 definitely helped, but the sheer energy of people in blue and white, shouting and cheering ... I'd honestly started to wonder if that piece of my soul was dead, the one where the fannish spark was kept.
I had to stop singing "Nur nach Hause" because I was too choked up to make words come out.
I hope I can go to more games next season. I need to learn the verse lyrics first, though.
I enjoyed getting the Akkerman bottle out again and using it with the Kakimori nib. Something has profoundly upset this mermaid. Poor thing. She was fun to draw though. She'll pull through, don't worry, the ocean is on her side.
Sarah: First I saw Carl Frain, then Carl Train. I had to look for the middle arm in that E because it looks like a ribbon off her dress.
Maybe the Earl’s name is Carl?
Train also has a few meanings which makes this rather interesting to ponder.
Elyse: Now I have logistical questions
Is the Earl running the train or is he receiving the locomotive as it were
Sarah: A query I had as well!
From Denise: At first, it might appear as cover awe, ethereal with the flowers and the pink, but then the skirt of the dress doesn’t make sense–it doesn’t flow the way it should. Her body is strangely contorted at the waist–I don’t think Barbie can even twist like that. But four fingers on each hand? Maybe one is hidden on her right, but her left clearly only has four.
Sarah: I was thinking this was AI but now I’m not so sure. She definitely only has 4 fingers. And I don’t know what’s going on between her knees and her hips but it isn’t good.
Claudia: The proportions are all wrong too. Like her upper body is too long/lower body too short
Sarah: I know this is the least confusing aspect of this image but I cannot get over the hair. SO MUCH HAIR.
Amanda: I think it’s just bad digital editing. But as someone with a lot of hair…my brother was married in Korea in a traditional ceremony and the hair stylist kept referring to my hair as “Bridgerton hair” when they were trying to style it.
Sarah: That’s adorable.
Amanda: This particular hairstyle on the cover, though, is giving Toddlers & Tiaras.
From Pam G: I give you. . . .
NapAlien Boneyparts and the Blast from the Ass
Bonus points if he’s conducting Holst’s The Planets.
Sarah: NapAlien Boneyparts. HA!
Why does it look like he is wearing pantyhose over his head? Also, his arms look like challah.
Amanda: Is Chux his Christian name?
Sarah: Ok first I have a question about his neck and that question is, “What?”
Second, how do you say that? Choo? Is this the plural of Churu, the kitty gogurt my cats are obsessed with?
Wilbur! Katie! Time for your Chux!
Also Chelsea Cameron is a bestselling sapphic romance author so SHENANIGANS upon that name.
Elyse: Chucks (not Chux) are the name of those disposable pads they put under patients in the hospital.
Susan: I thought they were shoes, so this changes some things I’ve read.
intoabar is open for sign ups again. I failed my assignment last year, but usually have a lot of fun with the challenge, so am thinking of joining again. Maybe anyway. I have about a week to decide.
We went to see The Sheep Detectives on Saturday, and man, it hit me right in the feels ( cut for spoilers )
Sadly, what doesn't have a feel good ending is the results of the local elections where Reform has done really well, including taking all posts available in my local area. I knew it would happen, and it really was a case of voting for the best of a bad lot. But Reform, and seeing that slime ball Farage gloating about taking Sunderland made me sick.
People on the local FB groups have been constantly complaining about how bad a job Labour has been doing, now lets see Reform do better. Somehow, I suspect they won't.
Class went well on Wednesday, we were talking about the benefits of sleep, another topic I've gone through about three times now. Why it sticks in my mind though is we were talking about using devices like Fitbits to track sleep and everyone who had one checked their app to see their sleep hours the night before. Mine was 9 1/2 hours, and yeah, sleeping is one thing I'm usually okayat. But, even that was long for me.
Firstly, we won our game on Sunday, a 1-0 win. Which was nice. Full game again, although we had a woman from the next grade up who could sub us when necessary, but about half of us just stayed on for the full game in the end.
I am thinking I may need to start working at being a centre half - attacking-AND-defending midfielder. There's only one woman who can presently play CH and Team 1 is using her too (out of 4 players who were solid centre halves for our two teams, we've lost two of them this year, and we had 5 the year before).
I prefer striker, tbh. I'm a pretty good forward, especially on a team where we have a solid defensive half line, and at least one person who's a good "finisher" (ie. scores goals). But there's nobody else who could learn the position, and I may not be particularly stand-out, but I can run back and forth and offer options.
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A couple of years ago, Mothers' Day stung. I'm still not sure why; I didn't want children and all that. I still don't. But this year, I felt...almost jaunty about the day.
Prof. Walsh: Next class we'll be moving on to personality types and disorders. For those of you who have done the reading you already know (she sees Buffy's hand up) yes?
Buffy: She read the reading.
Prof. Walsh: well, she'll have some time on her hands. As I was saying. We won't be able to cover it all in the class but that doesn't mean it isn't work knowing and it doesn't mean it won't be on the mid-term. Now, if I've been unclear in any way. Speak now.
My first concert was: If we're going with "stuff that was not a Christmas concert", I think it was Simon and Garfunkel when I was sixteen? The Bookends/Old Friends reunion tour thing; my dad wanted to go so of course we all went. The Everly Brothers opened for them, was fun.
My first music festival was: MusicFestNW in 2015. Went with Maximo for the headliners (Beirut the first night, Modest Mouse the second).
My last concert was: Jose Gonzales at the Wonder Ballroom last weekend.
My next concert will be: The Last Dinner Party on May 20th!
The artist/band I've seen the most times is: The Decemberists — I think I've seen them like...six times? They're local to Portland, so they play here just about every summer, and, well, yeah.
A concert I wish I could have gone to: I have had tickets to the Shins three times now! I have never actually made it to one of their shows. This feels deeply unfair.
A concert that meant a lot to me: Blind Pilot in Bend in 2019 ♥
A concert that healed me somehow: CHVRCHES in the Crystal Ballroom, April 2014.
If I could re-live only one concert I'd choose: Probably the first time I saw the National (2013, their Trouble Will Find Me tour), because it was such a good night and I loved everything they played.
A concert that I'm glad has been preserved by the internet: I don't rewatch shows online :)
An artist I would have loved to see in concert: Hmm. Probably Brown Bird?
An artist whose concerts I just don't miss: The Decemberists and/or Colin Meloy when he does a solo show! Blind Pilot, too. The National, honestly. Jose Gonzales. Ha. :)
Title: Happy Merther's Day Artist: leecetheartist Rating: G Fandom: n/a Characters/Pairings: n/a Content Notes:
Mermay the Tenth - Yesterday in Australia it was Mother's Day, so I'm catching up after a lovely day out with my Mum.
So there'll be another drawing later today so I can catch up.
This mermum and merbaby were drawn with Van Diemen's Ink Rainbow Scarab. I am not sure if the shimmer has come up in these photos but the sheen certainly has!
Gotta say this Life Noble Note book has really come to the sheen party.
Farther Adventures of Robot and Human (10233 words) by BardicRaven Chapters: 6/6 Fandom: Fandom For Robots - Vina Jie-Min Prasad Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: bjornruffian & Computron (Fandom for Robots), Computron & Hexode (Fandom for Robots) Characters: bjornruffian (Fandom For Robots), Computron (Fandom for Robots), Hexode (Fandom For Robots) Additional Tags: Canonical Character Death, Canonical Abuse, Friendship, Robots, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Post-Canon Summary:
Computron is well aware that he exists on sufferance.
Fic one: Protagonist very recently, like, last week, left home to live with a friend. Protagonist wonders how his newly estranged family found him, then reflects that "the internet still exists". Technically a true statement in 1994, however, it's perhaps a bit more likely that they just used the phone book.
Fic two: Protagonist is touristing in NYC, casually stops in a bodega, buys a flip phone so he can text people. Not in 1992 he didn't - texting via phones was only just invented that year and phones were bricks!
You gotta laugh. Kindly and gently, but still - you gotta laugh!
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