It’s that time of year again

i love oats

Trump: STOP BEING MEAN TO MY FRIEND'S BUSINESS! BOYCOTTING IS ILLEGAL! I WILL MAKE YOU BUY HIS STUFF!

Me, gazing into Boston Harbor with a tear in my eye: that's what they said about the British East India Company my dude

Rock on

Official Post of Massachusetts

This is genuinely one of my favourite videos on the fucking planet.

Every so often I rediscover roasting vegetables and go absolutely feral for that shit. Turn into a fucking little bean roaster for that shit.

Got my oven at 425 got my green beans tossed with oil and seasoning got myself standing there like the Sicko in the Window going Yes Yes Yes

oh you’re a fan of my blog? name five of my worst opinions

(post for reference) Okay actually, I think you've convinced me. I'm going to a single day of a con at the end of May and the really simple cosplay is right there.... White boots, white gloves, white fanny (phanny ha) pack, stupid little chest logo. It's all there.

I Need to go write another fucked up fanfiction unfortunately this requires coming up with the fucked up fanfiction idea first.

The idea should be beamed directly into my head and I should be put to task on my keyboard like a pig on its feeding trough

My wife and I have a little game we play called "Speaking From Ignorance."

To play Speaking From Ignorance, all you need is a phone with a voice recorder, and another person who knows considerably more or considerably less about a topic than you do. The topic can be anything: from "how to bake a quiche" to "what happens in the Peter Jackson Hobbit movies" to "who is Florence Pugh" to "how does the traveling salesman problem work." All that matters is that one of you has a firm grasp on the material, and one of you absolutely the fuck does not.

Then the person who knows about the topic turns on the recorder, and says to the person who knows barely anything: "Hey - tell me everything you think you know about [X]."

The speaker is then not allowed to ask any questions. Nor is the expert allowed to volunteer any information. The expert is allowed to pipe up with a faintly incredulous "Oh--really? Do you--do you think so?" from time to time, but for the most part, the expert's job is just to sit there and make encouraging sounds while the speaker digs their own grave.

This is never not funny.

The reason you record it is because, very often, the first thing the speaker wants to do after finishing the recording is find out how you actually make a quiche, or whatever. Then you both get to go back and listen to how wrong they were.

We have a small library now of Speaking From Ignorance recordings, and I'm going to be listening to them until I'm eighty.

Writing ABoT has done a lot to my brain. But actually the strongest lasting impact of it all is I can no longer clean a vegetable drawer without going "This is just like Reigen in ABoT"

You'll never guess what I was doing just now that prompted this post.