There is nothing wrong with any of these colours in isolation but bloody hell. I donβt really associate the word subtlety with four year olds and yet
There is nothing wrong with any of these colours in isolation but bloody hell. I donβt really associate the word subtlety with four year olds and yet
Coincidentally itβs also chest high walls as far as the eye can see
Iβm standing in M+S and BY FAR the brightest colour anywhere in the kids section is my own t-shirt.
Is there like a service I could sign up to where I get like a text message when we as a society decide to turn the saturation back up on the colour of kids clothes? I realise this is not the most urgent issue of our times but it is oddly insidiously depressing
Cannot wait!
Reading the quoted post I was like ooh I donβt know what an epigone is I wonder if it means what it feels like it means
It does. It very much does.
Anyway now heβs gone and that means I can hear the other four people within 5 metres of me who are playing videos out loud and Iβm not actually certain itβs an improvement tbqh. I might be willing to negotiate with trolley wanker after all.
Also he got off at a stop I happen to know has no step free access and I am so curious whether that was the plan and he just gets off on annoying people on as many trains as possible or if heβs fucked it up
There was a wanker with a massive speaker in a shopping trolley on my train for a couple of stops and he DIDNT EVEN HAVE SPOTIFY PREMIUM
So we were all subjected to fifteen minutes of music followed by a pleasant voice going βupgrade to Spotify premium to skip the ads!β at top volume
Iβve just witnessed my first use of AI in the wild and it was a guy on my tube train who paused what I guess to have been AI assisted coding to ask grok (GROK) about allergic reactions to mountain plants.
(Oh, I suppose I was thinking about journeys, because this transition on the other hand unquestionably slaps)
A screengrab from Tidal of a playlist in which Hozierβs I, Carrion is followed by the Village Peopleβs Go West.
The 2026 playlist is shaping up to be a bit of a mixture of new and old, several callbacks to favourites of past years. Itβs mostly already a pretty good smooth progression vibes-wise but uh. What was I thinking here
Delete your Spotify.
Eeeeeee itβs the cover for my first Warriors book and itβs so pretty π€©
whenever this goes around I must rec @eruthros.bsky.social 's The Green Knight Taskmaster vid: vimeo.com/673999791?fl...
I think the original intent of the Bingo card was original versions only - but if I want to achieve bingo on Christmas Eve via the means of an old fashioned fairground organ and an animatronic reindeer then I think I should be allowed.
So close to Bingo but the standards have been elusive so far.
Also guess where I just picked up Fairytale of New York?
NURSERY DROP OFF.
Just quietly blasting βyou scumbag you maggot etcβ to a group of 1-4 year olds over their toast and watermelon. THE ORIGINAL. You legends.
Absolutely and godspeed ππ«‘
Riding gloriously into Whamhalla within ten minutes of arriving at my favourite cafe in Becontree, wish me luck for the next two hours!
I keep thinking this about the farce of his deputy doing a Strong Denial. You can almost see him wiggling his eyebrows at their supporters. Oh no, my man Nige isn't racist at ALL *massive panto wink*
I have additional questions, Spotify.
Cis folks: Speak the fuck up and open your wallets. Our trans friends canβt fight this alone. Itβs our job to be both noisy and generous right now.
SHAME on everyone who has pushed and paid for this. You are not feminists. You are not allies. You KNOWINGLY work with ultra-conservative and far right organisations. SHAME on you.
Also, your daughters think youβre shitheads.
Nothing says feminism like forcing women to do something they have been vocal about not wanting to do.
This year we're doing Whamutopia. Every time you hear Last Christmas you have to have a mulled wine at your earliest convenience and toast George Michael, because he was a lad
One of the most peak British thoughts I've ever had here in this French hotel room: "huh I will have to unplug either the kettle or the desk lamp to plug my laptop in. That's OK I don't need the light on."
MY LOVE OF SANTA HAS GIVEN ME SAXOPHONE POWERS
*plays unrelated notes*
Every year Iβm caught off guard by the fact that this is a real thing and not something @brennanleemulligan.bsky.social made up for The Unsleeping City.
Back in the day, the datacenter LiveJournal was hosted in had the requisite emergency power off button in the event of fire suppression systems becoming necessary. It was placed on the wall right next to the exit door ... where it looked precisely like a button to open an automatic door.