basbleu(té)

Oh. Oh no. 😱

Yes, but is hangman a big enough dork to back himself into a corner that requires turning heel and then refuse to turn heel?

I am 100% fine and normal.

Hell yes. Did you grow up watching them? I would catch random fragments on TV and it was a delight.

I appreciate the token effort to include French text for the three francophones in the big AB.

My most dumb joke is also my most secret because it requires revealing my Hebrew name. 🤫

I wish I could share it, you would all hate it. Alas …

this is an acceptably pleasing answer but gad dag it, I swear I typed “for whom”.

Tiny golden paper crane (folded by me) keeping company with an Edward Hopper shadow (on the cover of Fred Jameson's Raymond Chandler book)

[covering my eyes]

يلعن الساعة اللي اشتريتك فيها

يلعن اللي صنعك

يلعن اليوم اللي شفتك فيه ببيتي

[Curse the hour I bought you.
Curse the one who manufactured you.
Curse the day I brought you into my home.]

(Melodramatic? Who, me?)

It is fine now, I guess. The brightness had been set to 0 so the display wasn't even turning on. I had to go into the boot menu and set the volume keys to adjust the brightness, which feels mildly mad but it worked.

I will consider retracting my curses.

[covering my eyes]

يلعن الساعة اللي اشتريتك فيها

يلعن اللي صنعك

يلعن اليوم اللي شفتك فيه ببيتي

[Curse the hour I bought you.
Curse the one who manufactured you.
Curse the day I brought you into my home.]

(Melodramatic? Who, me?)

Truly amazing timing for my computer to simply lose interest in powering on.

I am literally in the middle of attempting to accept a job and I need this stupid box of Chinese plastic and sand to cooperate for no more than five minutes.

Pictured: Artist’s rendering of my saggy box of hot mayonnaise.

Tensions are rising between the grocery store with the Ecuador flag that is a restaurant and the hardware store with the Colombia flag that is a restaurant across the street.

Some manner of cook and/or dance off could break out at any moment.

I grew up in a village of war veterans and refugees where everyone had to learn to shoot and even I think this gun fetishising is cringeaf.

Yes, but there is hope. Public backlash against Hezbollah threatens to become a wildfire, France and Syria are providing support for the Lebanese government, while Lebanon and Syria are demanding Hezbollah disarm.

@ your favourite media/reporter to cover this story

It's not OK that female journalists can be disappeared for YEARS for doing their jobs

In Lebanon, Hezbollah are manning both ends of the stick. The revitalisation of the Lebanese government and its growing ties with Syria are a massive threat, and so they would see all of Lebanon become rubble from which they might rise larger and more entrenched than ever.

additional timeline cleanse deployed

additional timeline cleanse deployed

Tommaso Ciampa was one of the old NXT legends whose name was still whispered with reverence. Of course he was going to get a hero's welcome. And we got to cheer him swinging in to snatch a title? Delightful that we got all that.

But now it is bad guy time. 👹
#AEWDynamite

Directly into the HoF if she does.

Directly!

This is why you should keep a battery jumper in the car, because it is a real treat when you confidently pull it out only for it to refuse to power on.

Part of the appeal, at least recently, of non-WWE wrestling is that you can get the face-off AND the kiss.

I love this choice.

(We need more French-Greek collaborative shenanigans.)

My beloved Dork Order debuted with a human throne. Even Temu DO is too kind for a bunch of guys in hoodies milling about.

Oooh, scary ring slapping.

A set of three extreme close up portraits of Nadezhda Kozhushanaya.

An exhibit at the Moscow museum of film displaying Nadezhda Kozhushanaya's typewriter surrounded by a number of photos.

Despite only four films made between 1987-1992, Nadezhda Kozhushanaya's work weaving intergenerational tensions, psychological trauma, and anti-war messaging earned her an enduring legacy and a place among Soviet women filmmakers whose work continues to be lauded within Arabic cinematic discourse.

I have been regularly shocked and disgusted. This, yes, but Iran is attacking 12 countries and has hit several civilian targets, yet I see scant acknowledgement of this and no great moral panic.

And indeed, the deaths of Iranians themselves seem to only matter if the US or Israel can be blamed.

A set of three extreme close up portraits of Nadezhda Kozhushanaya.

An exhibit at the Moscow museum of film displaying Nadezhda Kozhushanaya's typewriter surrounded by a number of photos.

Despite only four films made between 1987-1992, Nadezhda Kozhushanaya's work weaving intergenerational tensions, psychological trauma, and anti-war messaging earned her an enduring legacy and a place among Soviet women filmmakers whose work continues to be lauded within Arabic cinematic discourse.

I fear it is only a matter of time before the psycho “killer tomato” ciampa takes manhattan

Sorry.

Cats > Jessie Buckley