when the leitmotif of my longtime foe begins to echo in the distance? that’s when I be on my “here we go again” type shit

ladies, when a fella walks in the club and he got a traditional basalt molcajete full of guacamole (YES it got the toasted pepitas on top) wyd???

misspelled it as “TimTok” in a presentation last week and the client wants to know why we haven’t activated #TimHive. I stammered “well, you don’t want to piss off JeffTok” but that only piqued their desire

Thanks for your DMs. It’s come to my attention that this is an autographed picture of Golden Age slut Barbara Stanwyck that i bought on ebay. Management regrets the error

found this old photo of my mom while cleaning out her house. rip Mother you were a serve and a slay

for what are the writings of dril if not the work of a prophet

reading The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran, this shit goes crazy

you’re hearing it more and more

Sex garden to ‘break taboos’ at Chelsea flower show as gnome ban ends

actually I’m picking the dinner with Jay-Z. I’d rather open doors

ah thanks boss for ending our check-in early and giving me seven minutes back. might fuck around and write a sonnet that makes the angels question their nature before our team stand-up

Scheduling daylight savings on international women’s day so that we lose an hour of female respecting time 😒

/r/thriftygifting

/u/3footlocks

what should I (29) get my husband (32) for Christmas? We don’t have a lot of money and he already has a beautiful gold pocket watch

UPDATE: thanks for the advice, found a buyer for my hair! so excited for DH to unwrap his watch chain

UPDATE 2: fuck you guys

yeah we’re doing bean to bar again. everything’s going great life-wise

just got back from my Shark Tank pitch for Cacao Gummies. it was going great until the guy from Marty Supreme destroyed the (very clever!) portmanteau I came up with for a brand name

not with that attitude

okay, I was out amongst the reapers helping carry the last of the sheaves of wheat and I caught a chill. the good news is I don’t think it’s going to confine me to my bed indefinitely or anything

soooo I’ve got some news. During a ramble on the moor I glimpsed some ill portents and I think the highlands air is lowkey poisoning all against me

just moved to a desolate and forbidding moor and honestly it’s really chill. I’d love to see this ever-present fog try to envelop me in madness

I really think it’s all gonna work out with him and that dark priest

dawg I hate to tell you this but…ya girl Morfryd furnished me with a clothbound ration of provisions for my journey north. no, nothing kingly, but it was nourishing as hell. well I think the horse was her dad’s but. yeah it’s a piebald gelding

Tony Hopkins in silence of the lambs (I call him Tony)

A bluesky highbie tried to put me in a starter pack once

When eating chips out of the bag, one must continue until one surfaces the Goated Morsel, possessed of the the crunch, the heft to sate the hardiest treatman. And if the Goated Morsel never comes? So be it. We stay snacking

"sloptimization" on my woty candidates to watch list

This is good, you should read it

a big ass orb that floated in off the set of Dune Part II (negative?)

Sloptimization may kick out a banger or two. But like other seemingly hegemonic tech-enabled forces, it’s not an immutable fact of life. There are worthy avenues for intellectual stimulation and creative integrity—smash that Subscribe button to get a year’s worth of Hell World for just over the cost of one hour of Orb Time! A post-postmodern reinterpretation of the public cultural space may feel as wildly out of reach as universal basic income, but you do what you can to keep your own face out of the slop trough.

I can’t say I got nothing out of spending an hour amongst Instagrammable Orbs, but we don’t have to keep drinking that garbage. Creative integrity is all around you, maybe even within you, idk it’d be chill to nurture that imo

the famous rotunda at the San Francisco palace of fine arts, or Naboo from the Star Wars prequels

I tell you very mordantly that the whole thing is staged at San Francisco’s Palace of Fine Arts, a publicly funded, no-cost space with a nice lagoon. It also has an escape room if you’re not blackpilled

an adult ball pit with a descending ceiling mounted sphere playing genAI video at sloptimized art exhibition Emotionair San Francisco

To wit, Emotionair’s centerpiece, a football field-sized ball pit. Signs, and thankless proctors with megaphones, admonish guests against jumping into, throwing, or lingering too long amidst the balls. Instead, visitors are instructed to pay attention to “The Performance,” a video display of AI-generated squirmy, cuddly, and fluffy imagery projected on wraparound LED screens and a sphere suspended over the center of the pit. Two neutered, enraptured minutes later, it’s on to the next room–the exhibit, we’re told, is woefully behind schedule today.

Here’s the centerpiece exhibit at Emotionair, an immersive inflatable art experience by the Balloon Museum USA LLC (a division of Lux Entertainment S.p.A.). It’s half womb, half tomb, and all slop

Mediums like art, film, and food once reliably promised occasional enrichment via the unpredictable, even uncomfortable thrill of discovering something new. Lux Entertainment and its cohort have something else on offer: a familiar, frictionless, reduced-agency complement to the tech-enabled capital and labor-market forces grinding us all into dust. It’s all delight, no surprise. The things we get to do for fun are now fully sloptimized.

Sloptimized experiences like adult ball pits and $20 milkshake grotesqueries run on infantilization, conflict avoidance, anti-social disengagement—and the same rails as the enshittified technologies with which they share venture investment

It’s cozy in here and I hate it Pop-up pop-art; Sex Change and the City; You Are in a Museum

New writing up at Welcome To Hell World! I went to a pop-up art exhibition that inspired a piece on the tech-enabled, emotionally blunted cultural “movement” I call Sloptimization:

www.welcometohellworld.com/its-cozy-in-...

I found this one a really enjoyable and silly mashup that reminded me of Knives Out. Our girl still has it; she just can’t be bothered to summon it for the entire runtime