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3 kids biking on a gravel road bicycles deliver the freedom that kids crave

Bicycles Deliver.

🫂

I'm not crying, you're crying.

Day One of Work as Myself.

#OtD 22 Mar 2007 Hans Schmitz, lifelong German anarchist and antifascist, died. Jailed in 1937 for fighting Nazis in the streets, he was conscripted into the Wehrmacht but joined other former resistance members to sabotage war efforts stories.workingclasshistory.com/article/9500...

Spring Comes Back But Never the Same Way Twice Once: pussy willows, which are not cats, are not willows but something soft refusing to be one thing. I touched them. They let me. Once: crocuses pushed through snow, purple and furious. Beautiful and done apologizing. The lake ice broke into new geometries. Once: mistook birdsong for a car alarm, mistook a car alarm for my own pulse. I still don’t understand why the rhythm of life is want or fear. Once: the the redbuds took their time, the swell of each bud kept secret for weeks, then one morning, the rain arrived sideways, and there was pink everywhere. Once: forsythia, sudden and obscene, yellow-throated and shrieking from every hillside, the color of hope. Each iteration, proof nostalgia is just losing track of how you are changed by what you thought you knew. The cherry blossoms are different this year. The tree does not remember last year's flowers, so it makes new mouths to speak with.

For World Poetry Day, on this late morning in early Spring, one of mine about flowers and trees and time...

Publication day!

I have loved @identitytheory.bsky.social for so long.

Many thanks to @vicnogaywrites.bsky.social for putting together an incredible micro issue and for letting "Unraveling Helen" be part of it. This piece is incredibly special to me, and having it in the world means a lot.

A pen on post-it note doodle of a guy with an X for one eye and an inverted colouring on the other eye. Guess kinda like a zombie?

Yesterday's post-it doodle.
I call him "unmedicated ADHD zombie"

*to the tune of Bullet with Butterfly Wings*

I got a body full of hormones and a purse full of Magic cards.

I'm so tired the bags under my eyes show right through my colour corrector.

New Hemingway just dropped.

I know you want to support the creators, but when push comes to shove:

Yo ho ho 🏴‍☠️

I wonder what my former big brain centrist acquaintance thinks of the world being on fire.

I'm tired of being the frog in the pot talking about how it's getting warm and being told to calm down.

Disrupting the Hit-and-Run Industry.

So... Gonna need to get my bugout bag together.

I don't doubt that Canada is next on the chopping block.

F

*Content Warning*

Dammit kids get off YouTube and go outside and play! When I was your age we were outside the whole day!

Outside:

A sticker of the "M/F Swap" logo from the NY MTA but with trans flag colours.

Hell yeah ⚧️🏳️‍⚧️

A person standing with an orange bike in front of a banner when snowing that says bicycles deliver the freedom that auto ads promise

Auto Freedom - Winter Edition.

📸 @ldnontbikecafe.bsky.social

An email from the New York Transit Museum customer service saying they've passed on the suggestion for MF swap merch to the product development team.

Could be sooner than you think:

a close up of a person wearing goggles and a helmet Alt: A gif supercut of all the different times animators have used the "Akira Slide".

Me sliding into work on my bike on snowy roads be like:

An old tobacco propaganda piece with a doctor claiming lucky strike cigarettes are "less irritating"

pmc.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/articles/PMC...

They want to tell a computer to give them something cool with minimal work.

"Computer, generate a new Sherlock Holmes mystery that blah blah blah."

The only problem is that they don't want to do the fully-automated luxury gay space communism part first.

Holy shit.
I just realized what all the tech Bros want with genAI.

They want the holodeck.

Picture of my instant ramen being held closed with a binder clip to let the boiling water do its thing.

I'm a fucking genius

Shipping labels stuck to my therapy journal with big block letters saying FUCK CAPITALISM followed by a crude kissing face emoji.

Fixed it! Stole some sticky shipping labels from work and covered the notes.