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a tall jar filled with bright pink cabbage and liquid next to a smaller jar with sliced onions and pickling liquid, sitting on a red tablecloth

a wire cooling rack with golden brown muffins in yellow and brown cases sitting on top of it. The muffins have raspberries and chocolate chips peeling through their tops

Friday we went to see @themountaingoats.bsky.social, yesterday we slept in and went for a walk along the river, today I cleaned and made pickled cabbag, pickled onions, pulled beef brisket, apple puree and raspberry and chocolate muffins

We already KNOW how to make super babies, you eugenicist creeps! And it's all the things you fucking fucks are fucking up! THREAD!

a genuinely great tip this week: soaking up pan juices and oil by gently heating rolled oats in the cooking tray… turns into a perfect treat for the chickens. No oil down the drain or into the bin, extra protein for the chooks. 🐤🥚

a chalk drawing of a pokémon character called psyduck which is kind of a platypus and duck guy

six years since living in an artists residence during COVID lockdown convinced me I had visual art talent

Boastful Quaker Oats ad, Chicago 1891

as the kid of a half Chinese dad the country smelled like racism where I grew up (except our house, which smelled like home made bean curd, lup cheong and unionism)

I mean, I‘m in there so I’ve kind of done it to myself but nevertheless

“He could‘ve said nothing and had a better day” is what I will be muttering under my breath on any future occasions I wade into the comments section

I can’t believe I referred to *myself* as terminally online today

Had a dream in which I did a thread of the names of all of Australia’s owl species in emoji form so stuff it, I may as well do that IRL

AUSTRALIAN BOOBOOK

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Anthony.

location ones. I was at a forum today where there were people who swore by them and others who don’t use them at all. I don’t really feel like I want or need to know exactly where other people are all the time… I feel like that’s an old fashioned view!

really fascinated by the spectrum of use of tracking apps by people in their intimate and friend relationships. I have such low interest in them… but have friends who feel like they couldn’t do without them

I was so sad to learn of the passing of Trish Crossin. Trish was tough and fierce and taught me one of the pivotal lessons of my life: that if everyone agrees with what you’re saying about something divisive, you’re not saying anything useful. Vale Trish.

today was a garden day: reconfigured the chicken coop, planted cabbage, wasabi, lettuce and fennel, split galangal, ginger and chive plants, refilled water spikes and planted two correas into an empty spot. Trimmed some plants. Our garlic has started to peek through the mulch.

The best men and boys in my life have been themselves in ways that speak to a wider range of life perspectives and attitudes. They aren't obsessed with making other people jealous of how they are or what they have, because they're busy being themselves.

They're warmly cool.

these are so great. My kid used to make me draw elephants

HAPPY TASKMASTER PREMIERE DAY TO ALL WHO CELEBRATE

Hard pivot from "maybe everything is over" to "the guy who made VEEP is on Taskmaster this week"

Anyway, we have ample research on how living under a state of sustained terror and stress causes life-long health problems as well as intergenerational epigenetic effects. This feels like it's making you sick because it actually is making you sick.

zero women PCs.

i live in a country where sambal oelek is in most supermarkets and it rules

I Work Very Hard, And I Would Like To Try Cake By A Horse Hello. I am a horse. I work very hard at my job of being a horse. When humans say move the heavy thing, I move the heavy thing. When humans sit on top of me and pull on my head, I carry them where they want to go. The main food the humans give me is hay and oats. But I am thinking it would be nice to have a different food. I am thinking I would like to try cake. Yes, yes. Cake. I know all about it. When humans eat cake, it is in glad times. It is the food for a celebration, such as when a woman becomes 47. I have seen cake on the Fourth of July. When humans have a cake, they stand around it and clap hands and smile and say happy birthday at each other. Sometimes there are beautiful markings on a cake, such as balloons or a pink shape. Sometimes the top of a cake is on fire and a boy must blow on the fire with mouth wind. This is the scariest cake. I do not want this kind. But I will eat any other cake. Any cake that is not the fire cake that tries to kill the boy. Please understand: I do not get money for doing work. I do not get to go inside the house. All I am either doing my horse job or standing in my pen or eating food off the floor. I always do these things. But I have never once gotten cake and I would like it very much. I have noticed that human children get to eat cake. But I am bigger than the children. I am more helpful to the farm. Children do not move the heavy things like me or let anyone ride on them. And yet they get cake. Maybe the humans will realize this. Maybe they will say, "You know who deserves cake? That horse. That horse whose back we are always on." Every day I dream about what it will be like if I get to eat cake. Here is what will happen. First, I will walk to the cake and putt my nose at it like hrrfff to make and stomping my hooves to make sure it is not a snake. Then I will trot in a circle to show that I am a horse and I am large. After that, I will nuzzle the cake to …

The horse op-ed is an instant classic. I can't tell you how much joy this piece gives me.

It should be taught in every introductory writing class in no small part because the horse arguments are so compelling. "I have noticed that human children get to eat cake. But I am bigger than the children."

gosh I loved that song as a teen

I am in the all ages section and it still smells like weed so that’s….nice for some one I guess?

I am at the sublime show and I am not here for sublime but I am very here for Blind Melon’s No Rain playing in between bands

three people in off ya tree ponchos (iykyk) just sat down in front of me

big fringe and do rag with 1950a style glasses, black t-shirt and dark blue denim pedal pushers