beating this rare word game by dredging up all of my liminal yiddish—speak to me, ghost of great-grandma of how many 'g's are in "meshuggeneh"

i need to read something with the same energy as [REDACTED] & i need to read it now

times being what they are (hard and getting harder all the time)

my habit of reading a book summary, putting it on hold, & promptly forgetting everything i just learned while simultaneously refusing to look back is really biting me on the ass rn

jane austen? for february book club? groundbreaking

my firmest, enduring misconception is the idea that larry bird, basketball star of my dad's era, was short

cackling because i forgot how much of this honkytonk Americana song is Literally A Sermon but with an organ backing track

books are popping up on edelweiss with the tag "Clean & Wholesome" & fellas...i don't like it

if anyone ever tells you they've got a walk-in safe & you should walk into it, turn right around, go to the nearest police station, & report an attempted murder

forget the mind horse, my greatest fear is someone asking me to show them the mind character.

reading one piece (an eternal proposition, we're in the 700s) & y'all, i gotta admit: i'm not really sure what in the fuck is happening.

today i was told that the library of congress doesn't preserve dust jackets, which is...fucking wild

love that, at some point, someone walked into a cathedral & thought "man, we get a sick echo in here—someone should design a whole style of music around that fact"

the narrator of this audiobook is PAUSING for SECONDS at a time, ponderously moving through the material, creating the ODDEST possible rhythm, & this is at 2.1X speed!

looking at stuff for The Home & why are so many things a) convinced i don't know what's in a thing & therefore have written "LAUNDRY" on it or b) against me using said things for other purposes

UPDATE: HADESTOWN can still make me cry on cue

feeling snacky when you have no snacks is what leads you to standing in front of the pantry cabinet, stuffing trader joe's fried scallion salad topping into your mouth

if we are to continue to use footnotes in our literature (& we should!), then ereaders have to get a damn sight better at displaying them

my review for this $20 bin i just got: can fit about 24 funko pop boxes, putting the value at about $0.83 per box

in contrast to several takes going around at the moment, my parents' beef with us reading graphic novels or manga was that we read them TOO FAST & we were already at the library at least twice a week already

went to a concert last night, came home with a deep admiration for the woman playing the violin

THIS WEEK I READ: Marcus Rediker's VILLAINS OF ALL NATIONS & Stephan Talty's EMPIRE OF BLUE WATER (in keeping with pirate summer)

the thing about having a long-standing craft project that you only work on during major sporting events is that, sometimes, you notice a mistake you made during the paris olympics & have to rip it all out

jumpscared by tom cruise en la cancha de fútbol

simply captivated by watching lan lam microwave things

love it when the cooking professional explains why this one weird thing i do out of laziness is actually a pretty solid idea

every time someone is like "I have made an incredibly long thread" that isn't a result of, like, the passage of time (i.e., live blogging) my gut reaction is just "get a blog"

went outside for maybe ten minutes & i can't necessarily SMELL anything, but there's definitely a rasp in the back of my throat now

we're auditioning window replacement companies and god. damn. this should not be this hard.

on day two of "i shall exercise" & god, i need to be on day four already, i ache like i've never lifted a tray