Nick Slawicz

@ellingtonelms.bsky.social

He/Him. I wrote the Sad Space Nan story for Big Finish that one time: https://tinyurl.com/WorldTreeBF

I try to live my life in a way that, when I die, people won't rush to Bluesky to say, 'Well, if you can't say something nice about someone...' I COULD say something nice about Rod Liddle, but then again my job is making things up for money, so that's a low fuckin' bar.

If trans kids can't play team sports, it should be the way God intended: because they're big fuckin' nerds who would prefer to be indoors playing D&D, and not because there's systemic bias against their very existence.

A lot of people point to the Car Pope as being indicative of a Car Jesus, but Cars 2 features TSA checks, which suggests a dramatic ramping-up of airport security -- the kind you'd expect after a significant and deadly terror attack on the Cars universe. A Porsche 9/11, if you will.

The TSA scene from the movie Cars 2. It's the TSA, but with cars.

My girlfriend: Romania sounds like they're going to be halfway between Avril Lavigne and Billie Eilish. Me: not listening to the song because I've got the phrase 'Bovril Lavash' stuck in my head. My girlfriend: 😠

My girlfriend and I went visit to my home town yesterday, and I completely forgot it was Easter Saturday (with its accompanying annual weirdness) until we saw two of the Coconutters crossing the road. Getting jumpscared by a Morris dancer in blackface was not the least stressful start to her trip.

The Britannia Coconut Dancers, a troupe of clog dancers who have black face makeup. Yes, I know. I'm legally required to inform you that the stated backstory has to do with coal mining rather than out-and-out racism, but it's not a great look.