Affectionate Fern is very intense and her happy cozy voice that comes out in these moments sounds like she has been a heavy smoker for decades. #SoundUpForFern
He did this on various floors and walls for a couple minutes.
Fern
Lazy Gaming
Hanging with Sid in the hallway when Fern darted in to steal the attention
Saturday Recreation
UPDATE: Sid has had his first big annual checkup since last fall. The verdict: growing ever stronger. August 2020 around his operation he was under 2lbs. Now he is 10.74lbs. Sid Endures.
Fern Upkeep part 2: Lint Rolling.
This doesn't really do much but she gets really upset if you lint roll anything without also doing her so now it's just part of the routine.
Sid
Saturday
#SoundUpForFern
Also that janky zoom brought to you by this phone having a few different lenses and when you cycle through them quick it like jitters from one to another
late night athletics
Sid had to go to the vet for some tests (he has light asthma) and while he does well there he comes back needing to feel very safe for a while. And then Fern gets very bored and antsy for him to come out and play.
attacked by a mysterious beast
friday evening
Fern disappeared for awhile and we didn't know where she was. Turns out she was trapped, by her own hubris.
She had to be rescued. She seemed very embarrassed by the entire thing.
goddammit Fern!!!
To see if she actually did have a plan to get down I got out the treats we usually give them both at midnight that she goes wild for and she just started pacing back and forth wimpering. Once again we rescued her.
100 years ago tonight, in the small town where we live, thousands of klan members came to march through the Irish catholic neighborhood. To get there they had to funnel over this bridge. When they got there it had been blocked by a truck. Which should have been a warning.
They came from a huge Klan rally on a local rich guy's farm. There's a minigolf place there now bearing the family name. The march had been opposed in town but Carnegie lacked an ordinance stating that you needed permission to march. And the police chief was (surprise!) Klan.
sidenote: the police chief's name was literally Christ
if the sun is just about to rise wherever you are and you have a clear view of eastern skies you can see every planet in the solar system right now all in a row. although a few of them are pretty faint. but just saying: it's out there right now.
I never sleep in much in June but hey at least you get to see every planet at once aside from saturn and uranus who got lost in the dawn.
this alignment isn't happening again until 2040. that's cool.
Every british show that pops up on streaming services over here is either a young urban detective in modern times battling their mental health drugs trauma as they hunt a killer under overcast skies or an old rural detective poking about sunny crime scenes in delightful places.
Grytte Season 2: Detective Grytte follows the trail of a sex murderer while juggling family life and his mental health drugs.
Poppo Season 11: Mannered and sharp Inspector Poppo is back for series 11 and no killer is safe from his keen eye and west highland terrier Ronston.
or it's a sitcom called like Care For A Pint about a guy running a pub who is learning to be less racist probably
Friends, I come to this question with no judgement:
There is a familiar affect that is common to particular kind of generally liberal self-identified brainy nerd - a simmering theatricality mixed with hyper crisp pronunciation, like the nerd culture transatlantic accent. It's been around quite a while. What is the lineage here?
I should specify- culturally less Ira Glass, more Neil Gaiman
Was going through some very old things today and found this notebook where I was totally for real designing a Zelda game at age 11. This dungeon featured soon to be classic boss "BARR" and beloved npc "MARK".
As the sun sets in the middle of the mountains, a sort of dragon thing glides towards this absolutely fucked castle