

If only there was some way of disposing of the evidence.


If only there was some way of disposing of the evidence.
Probably
when someone asks you to make him drink their blood and he doesn’t want to.
In Alaska all of the seasons have their charm, except Spring. Spring is a bad time.
The thick ice on the roads starts to melt and you have wet ice for an unacceptably long time. All of the soft fluffy white snow on the sides of the road hardens and gets covered in dirt being spread to make roads drivable. Every time you leave the house it’s a harrowing experience, and everyone’s so used to the danger of driving they just shrug and go ”yeah, it’s bad out there huh?” Randomly you get a cold snap without snow just to make you suffer a bit before it goes back to thawing.
He did not, I asked specifically. I even said “Alaska is the 49th of the 50 states.” and he chuckled and said I was confused. Thankfully that wasn’t the standard, but I did meet a few more similarly confounded people over the years.
Also the number of people that think Alaska is small because of how it’s shown on many maps is staggering.
When I moved away from Alaska, the first person I spoke to in Georgia was a fast food cashier who asked about my day, and they asked “How are you liking the states?” No variation of “Alaska is a state.” would get through to him, he just kept saying “Sure, but I mean like a United States state.”


Except it’s still $1 million as of today, if I’m reading this right.
I recently heard Docket by Blondshell for the first time and favorited it right away.
Then I listened again more tuned in and noticed it was about infidelity and thought “aw man”, unfavorited and moved on.
Heard it a couple more times and realized it wasn’t glorifying cheating, lines like “my worst nightmare is me”. Back on the list! Real rollercoaster.
Chocolate. Taiwanese movie about an autistic girl who goes around beating up gangsters in the styles of famous martial artists she saw on TV, followed by her repeatedly demanding they give her an unspecified amount of money.
To be fair, the signage was very misleading.

It feels like an AI image, but why bother when he already has so many real terrible pictures? So it must be real?
I miss the pre-ai internet.


Man, I wish Lex Luthor was president.
I recently upgraded my computer with the best possible components, and it makes me so mad that games look worse than they did when I put my last pc together. What’s the point of bothering with graphics at all if you’re going to add a smear filter.
Indie games out here killing it with pixel art.
That pretty much sums up my time in Europe.
I thought this happened to me once, and spent several hours looking around the neighborhood just to discover it was still inside. I would have sworn on my life there was no space left unchecked that could physically fit a cat.
More like “Oh god, what if they reply? I don’t have the time for this.”


I will say I see a new transgender person at least once a month out in the wild here in Seattle. I can’t speak to their experiences, but they exist at least.
I think it started as making fun of the twitter verified check mark being purchasable.
Me and my best friend played halfling twin brawlers one time who would use each other as improvised weapons and crawl in big guys Shadow if the Colossus style. It was the most fun thing ever, but the DM turned out to be the “if someone doesn’t lose a limb during every encounter I have failed” kind of DM so it didn’t last long.
I feel like once an event is terrible enough, it should buy you at least 100 years before people let it happen again.
I was surprised how easy it is to settle on a candidate for general politicians, to be honest. Once you filter out people including dog whistles in their bio, there usually isn’t much work left to do. I do feel bad though when I don’t do serious research on small time positions where there isn’t much separating candidates.
Judges are a bit harder to spot.