WitchypooRose

@witchypoorose.bsky.social

ANTI-RACIST, will call out bigotry. Music; dance are my Medicines. I love surreal humor. Ace. Living on the Land of the Steh-Chass People. I call posts here flutters. 🎼🦔🕸🕷🌠🌊

I am just SO tired. Gotta pack up my car before work, and bid adieu to the geriatric kitteh. Heading back to my pizza oven of an apartment after work today. 🥵🫩 After unpacking my car, I'll head to the movie theater for the miracle that is called A/C!!!!

The Terminator movies were documentaries. Artificial Intelligence will be the end of humanity. Short-term greed is ballooning a substance-free A.I. industry. The economic bubble being created will implode, sooner rather than later. Machines will capitalize on this and reign over human society.

Anyone who has worked in healthcare will never forget the horrors we have experienced through the pandemic. No amount of lying or gaslighting can ever erase that.

I had a realization yesterday that The Sorcerer's Apprentice is a great allegory for Generative AI. Mickey pawns off work to an autonomous force only to have that force mindlessly use keep doing that very thing and destroy everything while using up plenty of perfectly good water in the process

this is the second petsit where they're trying to UNalive me. 🥴 NO adhesive ducks, no mat at the bottom of the tub, no grab bar. I threw a hand towel in the bottom of the tub: works GREAT for not falling to your death. NO idea where the bath towels are. Found a pile of hand towels and used those.

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Jeanne Gibson, one of the last surviving Rosie the Riveters, died on July 29, 2026. She was 100 Years old. Born in Minneapolis in 1926, she was only 18 when she moved to Seattle to weld U.S. Navy destroyers at Todd Pacific Shipyards. Rest in peace, Jeanne

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My friend finally just sent me the correct wifi password, so I have connectivity at this pet sit. 😊 Their house is near the lovely McLane Creek Nature Trail, where I never have connectivity. It's beautiful here.

Hey friends! My pet sit is WAY OUT where my phone turns into a hunk of plastic, glass & metal. I drove in to town to fill my tank at the trading post....here's the 23 year old Bengal whose fur is STILL SO soft!! 🥰🤩

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