*realized I look like, that is.

This is more disturbing than the time I watched Billions and I look like the love child of Paul Giamatti and Damian Lewis.

Two tabby cats cuddle closely against a textured pillow. One cat rests with eyes closed, its head tucked gently against the other’s chest, while the second cat sits upright with a relaxed, slightly squinting expression, as if keeping quiet watch. Their bodies are intertwined, tails and paws overlapping, creating a compact, cozy bundle. The image is in black and white, emphasizing the striped patterns of their fur and the soft, plush texture of the blanket beneath them.

Just realized BlueSky was missing a new look at my kitty girls. This is “Two Sisters,” 2026. Velma is on the left, Daphne on the right. #cats
#catsky

Pay Attention. Be Honest. Eat Doritos. Feeling a little scattered in my thoughts today.

“How do we find our true north when the compasses have all gone screwy? The only thing I know how to do is clamp down on my values and hold tight.” michaelianblack.substack.com/p/pay-attent...

Cesar Chavez, a Civil Rights Icon, Is Accused of Abusing Girls for Years

Just devastating. Absolutely devastating. And historical investigations matter, because what's hidden today -- or in plain sight but willfully ignored -- will be reckoned with in the future.

Black-and-white photo of a discarded microwave oven partially buried in a dirty roadside snowbank. Only the top half of the appliance is visible, its keypad and dark glass door facing outward like a small window. The snow is packed and gritty with road salt and debris, forming uneven mounds around the microwave. Behind the snowbank, faint parking lot lines and wet pavement suggest a thawing winter day. The scene feels stark and slightly surreal, as if the appliance has been entombed in ice.

“Worcester Gothic: SW Cutoff (version B)” 2026

#worcesterma

everyone in this fucking administration spends their days sitting around trying to think of new ways to kill more americans

Kids in the Hall and The State fans’ heads explode

For the Daily Beast, I wrote about the bitch below.

“Hotel California” has Your Roommate Wrote A Screenplay energy

Now we know the diet to try if we want to look like the oldest hot dog on the roller at the 7/11.

Assuming what Ben says is true (it isn't), why is he so comfortable with a president who does not possess a 2 minute attention span?

Finneas and Billie

Finneas is better at political messaging than 99% of the Democratic consultants in DC.

I was in the focus group, totes agree!

C'mon Feel the Noize When everything is played at full-volume all the time, it's hard to hear (or feel) anything.

"I’m feeling kind of numb this week. Which is, perhaps, preferable to living atop a permafrost of cold rage." michaelianblack.substack.com/p/cmon-feel-...

So Long to Cheap Books You Could Fit in Your Pocket

A eulogy for the mass market paperback, "one of the most brilliant technologies in the history of the world."

Shirtless mirror selfie of a middle-aged man with a shaved head and muscular build, holding a black smartphone at chest height. He stands in a bathroom with off-white walls and tiled surfaces, wearing a dark smartwatch on his left wrist. His expression is serious and focused, with soft natural light highlighting his shoulders, arms, and upper torso.

Forgive me for this, but I’ve lost a bit over 85 lbs since December 2024, reduced my blood pressure to normal, and cuz I was a fat kid and made fun of for it, I have *always* struggled to like anything about my appearance. So here’s Grampy in beast mode.

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Real shitty time to be a survivor of molestation and be online.

Philip Glass is my homeboy. Fill-lip gloss is my humvee. File up glacier in my hominy…you’ll get it. Koyaanisqatsi, y’all.

Tell me one of y’all fooled around without telling me one of y’all fooled around, couples who share social media accounts.

I hope Bovino’s neighbors forever shun him. May the local grocery store cashiers turn their back when he tries to buy food. May his house be forever egged. May the Baby Gap where he shops close their doors when they see him coming.

Well NOW I am. (I played the secondary villain in the Knoxville Opera production; I love that opera so much.)

Putting this on my performers resume. Opera directors will fight to hire me!

Nuremberg trials for ICE is the moderate position

Not giving in to doomerism today, but certainly heavily into a “How in God’s name did we get to this point?” mood.

Most of the time I think the social internet was a mistake. But on days like today, Christmas, I still think that.

The Olivia Nuzzi story and the Bari Weiss at CBS story are the same story, which is that the upper echelons of legacy media are absolutely rife with people who worship power and don't feel burdened by any sense of responsibility to their profession or the public.

I totally have some things I feel like that about, but nothing extreme, and I’m not trying to make a case for it every day, either. (Ex: Normalize NOT assuming bisexuals are closeted something or other—or incapable of monogamy.)

This has no political affiliation. You can catch people of all stripes doing it. “Normalize eating glass!” (Haven’t seen that one, but I’ve seen close.)

It’s Trumpy, too. That’s how he works—act like insane shit is normal and eventually *just enough* people might accept it to give you a pass.