Meatghost

@danjohnson.bsky.social

Indistinguishable from what a person you've heard of would be posting, I promise. Here's some pictures of food. https://instagram.com/daniel.a.johnson?utm_source=qr&igshid=NGExMmI2YTkyZg%3D%3D

There exists, in a free housing market, a certain percentage of people living in their cars and dying in the cold that results in the maximum profit for landlords. That percentage is not zero.

This little dumdum flew into the sliding glass door to my back porch and had to chill for an hour or so while while he recovered. The internet told me not to give him food or water, but I really wanted to.

An adolescent yellow rumped warlber sitting on brown decking surrounded by dead leaves

We don't talk enough about the staggering failure of user interface design of the modern credit card machine. Is there any other device that is so ubiquitous, yet so opaque in its functionality that EVERY ONE of them requires a handwritten sign with supplemental instructions?

Whenever people make predictions about the NFL, I like to point out that basically no one has ever spent more than 2 hours per year actively playing professional football, which is an insufficient sample size for anyone to know anything about anything.

I've noticed a weird correlation between entertainment products where being moral and kind is part of the brand identity, and fanbases where a significant contingent are absolutely insufferable.

If you bought one of those vaccum packed tubes of ground beef and cooked it in the oven, in that shape and without seasoning , that would be the food equivalent of the Amazon Original series Reacher. And I at least partly mean that as a compliment.

I know it's problematic for me to be the one suggesting it, but I feel like if the nation's high school kids started showing their dicks to Flock cameras, we could have the founders in prison by year's end.

More foods and beverages should be served 'diner milkshake'-style, where some/most of it comes nicely presented and garnished, but there's also more just in a bucket that comes along with it.

As a progressive, straight, cis male in my 40s, I've really found that the best way to avoid misgendering people is to never meet anyone new, because I already have like six friends, and most interactions beyond that circle can be accomplished through short, impersonal phrases and physical gestures.

Rewatching @jonbois.bsky.social's excellent History of the Minnesota Vikings, as I do in the week before the pre-season, and Googling random players, I learned that Teddy Bridgewater retired today. Goodbye and good luck to a real one. Bless the knees and keep them healthy.

My big Discourse takeaway from The Odyssey is that the movie is thematically and philosophically woke as hell in ways that seem to have totally escaped the notice of the weird bigots on the internet.

The silver lining of "go woke, go broke" as a slogan is that no conservative can admit they're wrong about anything, so they have to keep moving the goalpost for wokeness more and more wokeward every time a business venture signals progressive values and still succeeds.

You know the feeling when you're holding a drink or whatever, and aside from the physical awareness, there's like a persistent mental warning light that's like, "Remember, you have something in your hand." Does anyone else have that when they CTRL+C, but haven't CTRL+V'ed yet? Jobs are weird.

It's weird that we never questioned the decision that public school kids would specifically need to learn the names of three types of columns used in classical architecture.

Maybe the most optimistic political development in recent months is the Right's shift to ranting about the evils of "communism" because "socialism" polls too well. Despite MAGA's rehabilitation effort, white suburban centrist normies still seem to feel no particular fondness for McCarthyism, so...

Just saw a video about the popular myth that medieval people didn't bathe, though there were LATER trends of believing that bathing was bad for you. Seems like the "Everyone is 12 now" crowd who hates getting flu shots and only wants to eat beef is primed to turn against bathtime any day now.

Of all ways Trump radiates weakness and insecurity, the crowd-size obsession is my favorite one, because of how it's led to news media just gleefully posting b-roll of these haunted, empty venues. Every shot is just begging for a Sounds of Silence needle-drop and a deadpan Ron Howard voiceover.

A bunch of sad weirdos plodding between mostly vacant vendor stalls under a gray sky on the National Mall.