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Menaces. Me and @linddzz talking about the terrible habits of our favourite twig boys let to this.

Vintage crepe paper, ca. 1940

from Halloween in America by Stuart Schneider

PLUTO | EP12

Demonstrating the rope dart (繩標; sheng2biao1)

[eng by me]

It's funny when you realize, like, that there are specific genres of music that only exist in your personal world. I just referred to Electric Blue by Icehouse as a "pool song," and then realized that this specific genre as I understand it only exists … like… to my family.

Because those are "songs which were popular in the summer on the East Coast of the US between 1980 and 1988, when we spent pretty much our entire summers at the pool, and before ClearChannel took over, so the songs that were popular in the summers where I grew up are very different from what my wife grew up hearing."

A curse to art snobs the world over whom try taxonomy every thing…

(stirs a root beer float with a cherry lollipop) and a blessing to

those

not

afflicted

by snobbery

I don't understand this response in the context of my post.

I regularly argue with folks whom hold the position there are set, inflexible music genres and types and other forms of classifications.

I do not share their view and enjoy broad and personal classifications.

It's funny when you realize, like, that there are specific genres of music that only exist in your personal world. I just referred to Electric Blue by Icehouse as a "pool song," and then realized that this specific genre as I understand it only exists … like… to my family.

Because those are "songs which were popular in the summer on the East Coast of the US between 1980 and 1988, when we spent pretty much our entire summers at the pool, and before ClearChannel took over, so the songs that were popular in the summers where I grew up are very different from what my wife grew up hearing."

A curse to art snobs the world over whom try taxonomy every thing…

(stirs a root beer float with a cherry lollipop) and a blessing to

those

not

afflicted

by snobbery

one of my worst writing sins is abusing my power to create compound words. i cannot write the sentence "The sun shone as bright as honey that afternoon." no. that's boring. "The sun was honey-bright that afternoon" however? yes. that sentence is dope as fuck. i do not care if "honey-bright" is a word in the english dictionary. i do not care if the sentence is grammatically correct. i will not change. i will not correct my erred ways. the laws of the english language are mine.

you have entered.. the scary door

*looks down with a sheepish, embarrassed look*

emperor, may i... may i get your thoughts over a nice slice of lasagna?

Now, anon, you see? Jon Arbuckle comes to me with manners, with respect. He doesn't wish to cause an imposition, instead he asks with humility.

Please, Jon. Enjoy this lasagna with me. Your friendship is always welcome in my house.

You're gonna go far, kid.

Garfield and Friends

Season 3 Episode 8 Segment 1

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I should become an art life coach

@topioswords / it's funny because this was a joke but your point holds weight, I spent 2024 closing things out in anticipation to focus nearly exclusively on Netherworld Post

I'm actually having a small party later this month to celebrate it

the problem with joking about opening new ventures is the very real "joke around long enough and you find yourself writing legal paperwork to make it happen"