Frac

This whole social media thing is not terribly social for me. As far as I can tell only 5 of my followers are real people & I don't think most of what I post is seen by anyone. It's long past time for me to accept that I have no place here. Be well.

Won't be playing any of the new Two Point games. Cos when you're making the "spiritual successor" to one of the most endlessly replayable single player experiences of the 90s, fucking all replayability to tack on zynga-style multiplayer *and* never fixing game-breaking day one bugs is a no from me.

In an act of extreme violence against my sanity I woke up today to my internal jukebox playing Give It To You by Jordan Knight.

I probably shouldn't have read that article today, especially given now I get to sit awake, alone & in silence all night.

If you, like me, gave up on the MI films cos 2 was a mid edgelord wank fest & 3 was perfect proof that JJ is a talentless nepo baby then you're cheating yourself out of some fun spy/heist movies with only minimal epic scale creep that came after.

Oh good. My gas meter & boiler have developed faults. It only took the council a actual entire decade to repair the boiler last time.

You cannot imagine how Cassandra I felt trying to explain to people how good John Cho is when all they'd seen was his more gross-out comedies. His episode of Charmed is legit one of 90s TV's best short stories.

The fact that all of Off Centre is on YT makes me feel something is right with the world. That 00s tail-end of the 90s sitcom boom birthed so many underappreciated gems that were only shown over here in the 3-5am slot on itv & ch4, & now anyone can watch them.

I wish I wasn't awake & alone while my body is doing this. Not that I'd be the most scintillating host. I mostly need someone to make all decisions for me for a few hours while my body rights itself as I writhe & occasionally groan.

I made bolognese & ate so much spaghetti. This is still less continental than when I chainsmoke & chaincoffee.

Trying to convince my brain that despite its insistence it does not in fact want to start a game of Alpha Centauri cos if I do I won't move for the next 30 hours or so.

Ok so season 2 of The Rig was fine. I don't know if there's been a series with this level of performance & character that has been this let down by the overall structure of its narrative. Everyone is doing such good work but something is just off.

It makes me sad beyond measure that my dad's business will not pass to his children cos a secondhand bookshop is a beautiful thing, but it's his dream, his life's work, also none of us have any aptitude for it, & he never expected us to be defined by it as adults.

I know I'm into my 40s now cos I just had a long moment of wistful pining for a specific chocolate from a no-longer-extant local chocolatier. [Strawberry, white pepper & white chocolate if you're ever near a Digby's yourself.]

We need to consider a global body that evaluates all new technology on the basis of one simple question: Does this sound like the start of a Dr Who script? We'd save so many resources & so much heartbreak.

we've been the garages is officially out! this album was such a labour of love - shout out to ras and the whole community for putting together an absolutely rad surprise (in pdf form 👀) for anyone who buys the album on bandcamp! thegarages.bandcamp.com/album/weve-b... Streaming coming soon <3

There are still [I think] 4 accounts in the other place that I pop back to check for posting a bluesky handle every now & then. The ad at the top of my feed was some kind of online church of Tate delivering "his final prophecy" & I had a "remember when The Onion was satire?" moment.

Just heard the handful of seconds of Would I Lie To You by Charles & Eddie on the Heineken 0.0 ad. Yes. YES. A new generation will know the most successful one hit wonder in British music history. I'm telling you, baby, you will never find another girl in this heart of mine/Look into my eyes can't y

Aw shit. Up before 10am & capable of getting a few bits started before my second pint of coffee. It's almost as if improvement is iterative or something. Sleeping a full 8 hours after a 5 hour nap is totally normal, of course.

Such a good day. So much done. So many progress bars inched on. Even remembered to eat & had a [accidentally 5 hour] nap.

Really we elder millennials are primed for early dementia detection. 2/3 of our conversation is callbacks & deepcuts.

Join us this Sunday (Jan 5) for the release party of our farewell to blaseball album, "We've Been The Garages" - 10pm GMT / 5pm ET / 2pm PT. Come hang out in the chat with us and say goodbye to this game that we are all love thegarages.bandcamp.com/merch/weve-b...

Hasui Kawase (1883-1957) Asahi bridge Ojiya #japanese #woodblock

1 hour heads up!

One of the genuine joys of my life is Desert Bus For Hope & I will be forever grateful to DB for introducing me to these lovelies. Treat yourself to the music of love, acceptance, collaboration, & joy on this newest of days. We're in this together, my loves.

So far the new year for me is the same migraine I've had for days & a garlic smell in my bathroom so pungent it nearly made me hurl. May yours be happy, pain- & weird odour free.

RDR 1 winning best soundtrack cos it only came to Steam this year is a sack of bullshit so big you could almost use it to hide Rockstar's record of human rights abuses.

One of the things that comes up again & again from ableds [especially ones in any kind of authority] is this weird belief that accessibility is one size fits all. It's not rocket science. A ramp won't help a deaf person understand your show. A BSL translator won't help the blind. Etc, etc.

Kawase Hasui (1883-1957) Shikishima Riverbank, Maebashi #japanese #woodblock

Not to be THAT person but if you were going to turn a skull into a bong you'd turn it the other way up & use the foramen magnum [literally "big hole"] to insert a mouthpiece. The only choice after that is whether you want the bowl to come out of an eye or the nose.

I mean if I had to have a migraine that keeps me up all night it may as well be Christmas Eve into Christmas morning. There's a pale grey dawn out there. The crows & wood pigeons are collaborating on some high class atmospheric foley. Have a merry day, my lovelies.

Anyone else snap a salute every time they hear Judy Garland sing "make the yuletide gay"?

Aw damn. Rest well, Marni Bakst.