Andrew

@tjsleakyroof.bsky.social

Cville local. Overeducated carpenter. Fascists eat shit, liberation for the rest. The future's looking rough, but hope is our duty.

long, long ago—when I still had some minor pretension of being slightly trained in physical combat—an instructor gave me some very good advice on escaping joint locks: “move ahead of the pain”. this turns out to also be incredibly useful when I make the poor decision to play with our cats barehanded

my sincere gratitude to the lovely state of Michigan for ensuring the Virginia primaries aren’t the main focus of all the talking heads today, makes for a nice change of pace

since they’re crowdsourcing ideas to bring iran to the table now, have we considered doing modern day nuremburg trials to account for all the war crimes perpetrated by this regime, and then waiting the generation or so it’ll take to prove the us might possibly be a reliable negotiator again

I still vaguely remember the maybe 30 days or so right after we got these guys when my partner pretended we weren’t going to allow them on the kitchen counter, that was a pretty solid joke

a black and white cat and a piebald tabby cat are all up on the kitchen counter, licking grease and whatnot off the dirty dishes