Kristi Noem is leaving to spend more time shooting puppies with her family.
Kristi Noem is leaving to spend more time shooting puppies with her family.
Visited by the great Jai Wolf in the sky.
Very real.
I tend to think of myself as a pretty thorough worldbuilder.
βAre the werekin colorblind?β
β¦goddammit.
@ingot.bsky.social
GM: Charisma check.
Mamdani: [rolls natural 20]
GM: thatβs a d6 how did you
Mamdani: [direct to camera] Did you know you can check out board games at your local public library? π
This is a screenshot of an email. It says "The Washington Post. We're sorry to see you go. Hi Annalee, Your Washington Post Core Subscription has been canceled and ..."
No, really, @washingtonpost.com, I am the one who is sorry to see you go. Farewell to what was once my go-to, trusted news source. I'm sorry that you had to die in darkness.
Yeah. A donation to the house.
Said farewell this morning. This was home for a long time. The work is done, and I have moved on.
New CBS contributors announced: Grand Moff Tarkin, Lex Luthor, Norman Osborn, Cruella De Ville, Javert, Titus Andronicus, Killmonger, and the Beastfly from Silksong.
"Sage advice from your friendly neighborhood poly rave pup."
Something I wrote today that just sounded right.
I wonder if Iβll ever stop being angry all of the time.
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Whoa!
Session four.
Woof!
Oh, Iβm 38 now, btw.
(Sarcastically)
2 rungs up the ladder from where you currently are. Marketing science at work. Youβre welcome.
Aw.
π
A β2026 Bingo Cardβ β a 5x5 grid in which one writes a number of possible outcomes for the year 2026. Most events guested at here are either absurd, unlikely, or impossible, but three are gimmes.
ok I did one
My new baking project:
Making better versions of shitty cookies you get at the grocery store.
"Did you see what Mark Cuban posted? Oh did you see the clapbβ"
You shake yourself awake in the cold North Atlantic water. You are not online. It is July of 1858. You are a baleen whale, and you have changed your mind. The future most not come to pass. The telegraph cable must break.
Uh duh.
An icon.
Session three.
Ben Starr from TGA 2024 with the bright white light washing out his entire being
Ben Starr from TGA 2025 in red lighting with black eyeliner giving an awkward thumbs up.
I can be your angel or your devil.
It was extremely enticing.
π₯
Being a dog today.