This season of Reacher was a… reach… for me. See what I did there? 😝
JD Yates
@jdyates.bsky.social
Nerdy nerd being gay and doing nerd things, most frequently just idle commentary on whatever I happen to be reading/watching/playing. (He/Him) 🏳️🌈 🤓 🖖 Dallas is home. Primarily Mastodon: @jdyates@mastodon.social
In the mood to gayze at males but can’t bring myself to reheat the Rivalry, having recently struck out with every dude in a ten mile radius, so we’ll start Reacher instead then. 🫠
That three episode stint where they tried to replace Ainsley Hayes with Matthew Perry. 😂
My entire kingdom for just one man that acts like he’s interested in me and then actually engages in the activity of being interested in me.
Forced to acknowledge the very real possibility that I know not one single thing of value about what goes on in the minds of men. Have scientists looked into whether it’s like an orange cat situation where they all share one brain cell? 🤔
Well, that's Heated Rivalry finished (book 26 for the year). I am slightly embarrassed at how much I enjoy reading these, mainly for what a cheesy sap it turns me into. 🥺
This was literally a West Wing B-plot they laugh out of the building. 😂 www.newsweek.com/new-world-ma...
New world map upsets multiple countries: Full list
The U.N. voted to promote map projections that more accurately represent the world, drawing official opposition from the U.S.
newsweek.com
Can finally confirm “I’m coming to the cottage.” is just as devastating a moment in the book. Wrecked. 😭
“We’ll make America’s defences the strongest in the history of the world.” … “The history of the world, when we say that are we comparing ourselves to the visigoths adjusted for inflation?” West Wing was great at dragging maga fifteen years too early. 😂
I stay on his list just to monitor their messaging, but I’m responding to all of Talarico’s fundraising texts from now on.
Cute guy I’d been hanging out with just cancelled date three with a lame excuse, so that’s my cue to crawl back into my cave for another seven years.
Watching the bad X-Files movie so I can then palette cleanse with the good X-Files movie, which is technically its prequel, because I am a sense-making logical adult and also no one can stop me.
It’s so funny/sad that no Scifi that attempted to predict how evil humans would become once in possession of planetary fortunes has even come close to the reality of how evil they became with only nation-state fortunes.
Marking myself as post broke containment and the barbarians (weirdos) are at the gate (my mentions). 🙄
If HBO can overnight take possession of the entire collected works of Tom Cruise I have to wonder how deals like that get struck and who is the owner of his entire filmography and are they holding him hostage. … it’s the church of Scientology, isn’t it.
American cheese is to cheese just as American culture is to culture: should be a ceaseless source of national shame and yet is passed off as the real thing by people who’ve never experienced it.
The iPhone Duo is a device designed specifically for people who watch themselves fuck in a mirror.
It’s crazy to me that I can nail, within one or two, when in the order of West Wing episodes that 9/11 happened based on the way the writing changed.
I am actually fine with GOP apoplexy vis a vis hasan piker, because it stems from an inability to conceive of a party not led around by the nose by its most extremely online-pilled wing and that means they’ll never see the rest of us coming.
Russell Tovey in a never-ending series of bespoke suits is enough to get me to watch the most inane drivel ever written, apparently. I’m a simple man.
In which Sam Seaborn, an ostensibly liberal legal expert, refers to his coworker as a “sex kitten”, in the workplace, to his boss. Ahead of its time and yet still extremely written by a man in the nineties. 🙄
Went from reading hockey smut to historical nonfiction because I contain multitudes. 💅 (I’m bored, gimme back my boyfriends)
“What we’ve got is two corporate parties. One pro-life, and one pro-choice.” -A quote from a show you could be forgiven for believing was written this year, not thirty years ago.
I realised I was a person of acute debilitating second-hand-embarrassment experience when I was subjected to watching CJ do The Jackal. If you don’t get the reference, count your blessings.
Love and Thunder was so forgettable that I completely memory holed that Christian Bale was in it.
Wouldn’t it be funny if the UK didn’t want him either and they tried to send him back and we just kept passing him around like a game of hot (ugly) potato (faggot)?
So I finished the silly hockey-sex novel... And I am more in my feelings about it than I expected. Sure, I knew an idyllic love story would pull some heart strings but I guess I didn't anticipate finding Scott's journey so relatable.