GAY DOS MASTERWORKS COLLECTION @direlog@mastodon.social
i wish i were smaller, but i'll find a way to make do
it's too late to listen to my winter microchip infostream
thank you for everyone asking about my political philosophy. i am a bio-etruscan, i follow the teachings of the discraced british academic anor londo, who was possessed by a demon and believes humans do not really exist
'monkey gone to heaven' is the best pixies song, because it imparts esoteric knowledge about an underwater guy, but reassures you that the knowledge is useless because of sludge
{arrives from 2019 in time machine} so there's this super-complex meme where we insist, through a coordinated campaign of misinformation and terror, that various journalists and public figures attended the fictional 'Camford University' depicted in 'Van Wilder 2: Rise of Taj'. also there are these forest fires that never stop burning and kill thousands of people every day and it's getting hard to breathe
Many, however, spoke in defence of the Nintendo Brainholme, arguing that if used properly, the console system could sustain a human brain 'indefinitely' and that although incredibly painful, the brain extraction process 'did not constitute actual murder'
8:00 AM: Magical-Realist Girl Squad
8:30 AM: Superflat Sentai
9:00 AM: Full Metaethicist
9:30 AM: Biopower Rangers
10:00 AM: Relational Aesthetics Evangelion
with its bold title, my book 'how to listen to jazz' shook critics until they were dead, consisting as it did only of the words "FOOL! YOU ARROGANT FOOL! WRETCHED, YOU, WHO BELIEVED THEY COULD EVER LISTEN TO JAZZ"
with apologies to the original
sir malcolm rifkind: *punches me* there’s no time for breakfast. go to work on an empty stomach
me: fuck you. there’s always time for breakfast
sir malcolm rifkind: *throws a chair at wall* go to work! don’t have a delicious and filling breakfast!
me: got o hell
The Girls in Selected Easts: The Complete Ptal Voyage the Verb: Volume 2
Body Squire Facts DII (Xhepth)
The Closers Rife
The Pocket Life
The Great Mo
Dark Dance with 1911-1975 (Barber of Dead)
She Can Do Absolute Northerners
The Tattoo Happiness (Everyman's Chim)
Book of the Illustrated Day: Over Feel White Workshop Volume 22
"damn you all!" cried zuck, smashing the table with his mighty fist. "as a man who has read 25 books, i should not have to suffer the wittering of peasants such as yourselves!"
I love how Celebrity X refuses to take off their mask as a mark of respect for their fallen brother, or sister. Or sibling. It imparts an air of mystery and wonder to every character they play. You can always tell it's Celebrity X, because of the mask. But each time that mask appears, I feel like I'm looking at a blank slate onto which I can project my hopes and dreams, like a child learning to fail for the first time.
Cool trivia: UFOs were actually real, but then in the mid-1980s someone figured out how to make them stop appearing
im at mcdonalds. i think everything is going well. but then everything falls silent. people are looking at me. some of the lights switch off. the employees scuttle to the back of the restaurant. after an unbearable pause, the manager comes forward, with an pained expression, keys jangling, urgent footsteps. he won't look me in the eye. he quietly clears his throat.
"Sir — the burger you have requested is possible... but very hard."
