all you motherfuckers are gonna pay
Yes! We got all of Separation Sunday at Riot Fest last year; BAGIA coming up in June. Massive nights indeed…
You gotta have dijon, you gotta have whole grain, you gotta have a French’s yellow to show you’re not pretentious, and you gotta have a spicy brown in case someone’s dad comes over. This is totally fine.
Yeah well you can’t expect me to pay attention to things.
My phone now recognises “cromulent” as a cromulent word
Fair, and I guess a S7(? 8?) Friends ref is actually equivalent to S23 Simpsons episode in terms of how far from the good episodes in the lifespan of the series. My math is cromulent!
Rude! Just the other day I pulled “married a lesbian, left a guy at the altar, fell in love with a gay ice dancer, threw a girl‘s wooden leg in the fire, live in a box!” from memory.
Such a weird needle drop! And in one of the few episodes not set in NYC, IIRC.
HOPPY BORTHDAU
Oh damn that’s right! And hell yes!
This occurred to me too!
growing up in the other dying Anglo empire, I was always so confused by the movie/TV trope of handleless paper shopping bags that always seemed to collapse or burst open just feet from the front door, surely people don’t actually live like this?
Hmmm this may have legs! We’ve got a busy spring but maybe something happens in the summer, maybe we find a singer-songwriter to round out a bill (sadhouseguest.bandcamp.com/album/quarters doing a solo set comes to mind), whaddaya think @owenbrazas.bsky.social @toomanymouths.bsky.social?
Weaklung w/spoken word is not the most obvious combo BUT we were talking about something similar with @thecorlew.bsky.social so maybe we pull together a lineup at like Cafe Mustache or something, “a night of ruination for your hearts and your ears”.
Now release the original batch of Epstein files that Albini recorded
Creepy yellow storm light outside. Here comes the rain…
Kitten nestled in between rails on a guitar stand, next to my stupid homemade axe
Alright, one more because he’s so cute
WE THANK YOU KINDLY FVGAZI
delighted the artifact accompanying this note has finally emerged; spotted on the fridge in the electrical audio kitchen
Huge news for me personally
Kitten sitting behind a “fuck it” coffee cup looking accusingly at me, off camera
hey Betsy, can you top me up already?
…where Betsy is a placeholder for your favourite diner server
While I was composing this post the little beast helped himself to a few laps of my coffee and now he’s bouncing around the fucking place like, well, like normal I guess.
Black and white kitten sitting beside a Stratocaster with a wild look in his eyes like he’s just heard Rock Around The Clock
Kitten nestled in a duvet with paws curled downwards looking painfully adorable and not to be trusted
Kitten sprawling out of an open carrier on his back, arms above his head like he’s on a rollercoaster, eyes screaming “look at me, I’m cute, look at meeeeeee”
Couple two-tree pics of da kitten over dere.
I’m enjoying it a lot, the artwork is stunning
I’ve got My Favorite Thing Is Monsters on the go downstairs, and an American Splendor anthology on the bedside table
Fred Willard could only dream of displaying such arrogant gormlessness.
when you finally get around to looking up JB Pritzker’s full name
Remember my post from a few days ago? It’s back, in gif form
Don’t let the door hit you on the way out, Kristi Noem.
Except alongside the joy there’s also rage and agony and frustration and goofiness and a lot of horror b-movie content for some reason