Roz Loves Food

I'm going to have to take your impostersyndrome to the curb and release it into the wild to infect someone else.

People Are Calling Meta Ray-Bans "Pervert Glasses" On Bluesky, users quickly embraced the term "pervert glasses" to refer to Meta's Ray Ban smart glasses, following a shocking investigation.

Make it stick.

As someone who loves a good open house, they'll let you in, but they may not spend any time chatting you up beyond 'take your shoes off or put on these booties'

IS IT ALSO ME? (it is, hehe) I have not been good at taking my supplement for it either.

Oh lord, I have to pay for vit D testing out of pocket. Big agree on it should be covered -- and given most people are cooped up inside during daylight hours for either work or school or some other reason, there's no reason not to make it a wellness screening thing for everybody.

Pro flavoring pairing tip from Friday herself -- jasmine tea pairs beautifully with strawberries

in the category of cursed photoshopped / AI plants, I must present the following object for @kbspangler.com 's consideration.
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Pruning my fruiting stuff always feels like 'aaaa, no, my future goodies'.
But the blueberries have been pruned - no crossing canes, trimmed the crowns of some new shoots, brought the exuberant canes down to match the rest of the canopy

yeah the timer to DO a task wasn't working, but the dopamine reward of playing a game for 15ish minutes is keeping me topped off enough, and aware of time passing enough, that I don't doomscroll the day away

Back on my Stardew bullshit of play a day in game, go do a RL task as an attempt at to regulate my neurospicy ass into some form of productivity in the face of The Ongoing Escalation of Horrors.
Peri lessened the effect of this, but it still works to a degree. Laundry & dishes getting done.

Franca, holding forth in chirpy rolly kitty - excellent discourse on metaphysics, philosophy, existential bliss in the sun
humans / bugge, who don't speak cat - "awww a BABY"

Bookmark shaped like a teabag, with a cat embroidered on it.

Bookmark shaped like a teabag, with a cat embroidered on it.

Meet Meg! 🌸🌿
It was a pleasure to embroider her portrait.

The cult would believe it was a leftist conspiracy plant job and everyone else would be like 'that tracks', and at this point of the continual avalanche of horrors, I honestly don't feel like it would move the needle

A black cat is sitting on top of upper cabinetry, right above the range hood and everything. He is gazing off to the right.

Grizzly, first of his name.
Conqueror of cabinetry.
Featureless void who is also all eyeballs.

Hail, Queen of Thrifting!

Holy fucking nightmare

I'm asking the orcas to contact their neighbors with hot tips on yacht smashing

Ugh

Welcome to Seattle! I hope this snafu got all the bad things behind and it is smooth sailing for the con!

Holy yikes

Reader, I was 8. We're lucky he wasn't concussed. It was Not Ideal. But 100% accurate to the original quote post referencing ET is unrealistic where were the parents.
GOOD QUESTION, WHERE WERE THEY?

CW: Feral GenX medical (no hospital)
Same era, I'm at my best friend's house. Her little brother ran head first into countertop.
Head wounds bleed a lot.
No adults to be found.
I'm 8! I've got this!
Rag around a bag of peas, hold that... ok you're fine, clean it up w hydrogen peroxide + band-aid.

When I was 8 (please let this sink in) my PAYING JOB was to babysit the kids down the street who were 5 and 3 in the 5:30-7:30 am interval where nightshift nurse mom + dayshift cop dad weren't home.
TBF my Mom was on call 3 houses down if shit went sideways... only up until SHE went to work.

fwiw my brain instantly knew what EBV referred to

This is post 3 in a thread, for clarity, but EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
EBV is one of those things you don't know about, until you need to, and then it's horrifying. And then you look at the constellation of long-EBV (not a medical term)... yikes

For the other hours crew, your daily Grizzly

A view from outside of a glass door and Grizzly, a black cat, who is inside. Grizzly is standing on his hind legs with one front paw latched onto the horizontal piece of trim dividing the glass panels of the door. His other front paw is reaching up high. Claws are visible. Is he stretching? Is he trying to open the door?

The void yearns to break containment.

A photo of a light-colored cat with a gray face and ears and wide blue eyes. Unknown forces are holding up to the cat’s ear the handset of a beige antique-type touch tone phone. A rectangular speech bubble with a jagged tail has been drawn on the photo to indicate it is the sound coming out of the handset. Words inside the bubble read, ‘Maybe it will happen today…’

Really, Carl, it's like you haven't met me at all. Of course I've been to Iowa.
Idaho.
THEY'RE THE SAME, CARL

I... have a cheese drawer... *checks* in fact that drawer has 3 compartments, spans the width of the fridge, and 2 of the 3 compartments are cheese. Does this mean I don't have a cheese drawer? I have 2 cheese drawers?