Derek Nason

@dereknason.bsky.social

(NOT CURRENTLY POSTING REGULARLY) Writer. I come up w/ silly stories when I’m happy. I have a lovely wife & a stellar dog. I’m also a big fan of weed. I fixed my brain w/ therapy. I wear a mask in public for COVID reasons.

Call the Great Lakes whatever tf u want. The land around them is stolen. I’m not gonna fight over which name is *more* right. Nepal & Tibet are searching for families who suddenly disappeared after glaciers melted bc of all the time we spend idling in SUVs checking apps.

“What? Oh no. What is this? Are you going to kill me? Is it so you can make an original post about my last words as though there’s something profound about them? Well, how about this: I won’t say anything prof—Wait, is this because of my name?” -The last words of Runyan Funyan-Beeklespurts, 08/31/26

Don’t worry, The United States. I’m not mad. It’s hard to be stay mad at your president’s threats when everybody knows they’re meant to distract from the war he’s losing, which was meant to distract from the encyclopedia of evidence that he’s a pedophile that he doesn’t want released, which was mean

Producers: “The next James Bond movie will be TOTALLY different.” What if his name is different? What if it’s not a spy movie? What if every movie that isn’t a James Bond movie is actually a James Bond movie that’s totally different? 

The most horrifying way to die? Easily that’s being a horse in 1904 that’s being forced into a high-diving act and you can see with your horse eyes that you’re gonna miss the barrel. Oh, you wanted know the most horrifying way a human could die? Why? What a stupid question.

A funny moment in the distant future when many ppl will be too young to remember Trump is if a President is nearly assassinated we can turn to each other and say: “We shoulda built that ballroom.”

I’m in a bookstore now. This shelf holds books from publishers affected by the russian attack on August 1, when eight million books were destroyed. The bookstore is asking people to buy their books. I wanted to remember this shelf.