i may no longer live real close to a full grocery store but i have a convenience store that's open until midnight, a really amazing thai food cart, and a dispensary all in roughly the same walking distance. that's not badddd

national parties: "we're ending homelessness"
everyone: "๐ŸŒŠ๐ŸŒŠ๐ŸŒŠ !!"
cities: "we're building a shelters/affordable housing/navigation centers on your block"
every freaking block in town: "NOPE NEVER"

That's most of NIMBYism, anyway: "well of course I support affordable housing in that other neighborhood, but not mine". Why it's probably easier to gain national support for issues, you're just saying "let's do this in every neighborhood except yours"

"all politics is local" has me wondering if we're looking at things the wrong way. we love to rib "progressives" for going conservative on local issues, but it makes more sense if it's people who are conservative playing progressive when the issues don't touch their own block.

Two small stained glass pieces from this weekend, playing with gradients and geometric premises and trying to test some of the practical limits of small pieces.



"i use linux as my operating system," i state proudly to the unkempt, bearded man. he swivels around in his desk chair with a devilish gleam in his eyes, ready to mansplain with extreme precision.
"actually," he says with a grin, "linux is just the kernel. you use GNU+linux."
i don't miss a beat and reply with a smirk, "i use alpine, a distro that doesn't include the GNU coreutils, or any other GNU code. it's linux, but it's not GNU+linux."

the smile quickly drops from the man's face. his body begins convulsing and he foams at the mouth as he drop to the floor with a sickly thud. as he writhes around he screams "I-IT WAS COMPILED WITH GCC! THAT MEANS IT'S STILL GNU!"
coolly, i reply "if windows was compiled with gcc, would that make it GNU?" i interrupt his response with "and work is being made on the kernel to make it more compiler-agnostic. even if you were correct, you won't be for long."

with a sickly wheeze, the last of the man's life is ejected from his body. he lies on the floor, cold and limp. i've womansplained him to death.

been trying to get in the habit of recording tunes i know, because it makes me focus in different ways, so here's a random voice memo of tunes for all you weirdos on here. hopefully a little something beyond green plastic hats for this weekend for ye


i've written and read finnish a fair amount in the past few years but never really spoken it, kind of fell out of use here because i'd rather talk to people i get along with than talk with people only because they know it, but using it even once with a cool person totally messed my language apparatus up the past couple days.

also additionally, maybe made a friend at a concert this weekend who was telling me he used to be a camp councillor at the finnish language camp here, so i switched to finnish on him and the reaction was entirely priceless and i'll cherish it forever.

may have lined up enough clients to get back on my game. whew

if you heard someone yelling ORB about half an hour ago, that was me, greeting the sun in the sky, which i have not seen on the walking part of my commute for Several Months.

Took the British-Irish dialect quiz as an outsider (it's an option) and here's where it ranked me. Seems like a reasonable guess, really.

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