This year I discovered Letterkenny, binged all the seasons over ~2 months, then moved straight to Shorsey.
"You’re absolutely right! I was able to attend the meeting, but, and this is the load-bearing argument, I simply decided not to."
reddit.com/r/ClaudeAI/comments/1tz1tzv/i_started_responding_to_messages_from_coworkers/
This month's #indiewebcarnival topic, "No Way!?", is the kind of thing I haven't blogged about despite having a very confessional blog. Some stories are best told only IRL, or never spoken of again. I'm sure I had some shocking TIL moments, but not so much so that the learning of the thing became a memory.
I want to aspirationally buy this even though I know I'll never run a game. I'm the loser screwing up the schedule of the biweekly Wildsea game I'm just a player in.
humblebundle.com/books/cyberpunk-red-readytorun-essentials-bundle
"I remember the irritation more than anything else. Not overt cruelty—just a subtle tension, like I had exceeded something. A limit I couldn't see but was expected to know. You start to adjust yourself accordingly. Lower the volume. Contain it. Translate what you feel into something more manageable for other people, because seeing you go through that is oh so hard."
salient.org.nz/post/the-perfect-cripple-a-user-guide-to-being-palatable
"The problem is that bodies are not coherent. They change. They contradict themselves. They have good days that undermine bad ones, and bad days that refuse to be hidden. They do not move in clean, linear narratives. They are inconsistent in ways that make other people uneasy. And so you are asked, quietly but persistently, to smooth that inconsistency out. To become easier to read. Easier to accommodate. Easier, ultimately, to ignore."
"The remaining 5 percent concerns only the final portion of the hill, the tendency of the boulder to inevitably roll back down to the very beginning, the eternal nature of my punishment, and the fact that Hades has not technically agreed to alter any terms.
"Nevertheless, one must not be held captive by pessimism"
mcsweeneys.net/articles/i-sisyphus-am-ninety-five-percent-of-the-way-there