OrbGazer

Imagine being a writer for Bill Maher, imagine embarrassing that must be

@edwardodell.bsky.social roll the Ben Franklin clip

folks the reviews are not only in, but they’re more accurate than ever

this is practically a jobs creation program to boot

I’m Still With Her

“Iconic” has to be one of the most overused & therefore devalued words in our language. Things can be interesting and good - no small feat in a world of ceaseless shit. give it a rest.

The orb is forever

more than likely. They’ll put makeup on the ugliest ones

the entirety of the D strategy is to wait for him to croak

Every now and then this site gets an old fashioned Main Character of the Day dunk contest and it's like watching a gang of ex pros come out of retirement

💅

weaponizing ”womanhood” against trans women is a one-way ticket for cis women to have their womanhood questioned if they don’t fit a VERY specific ”feminine” aesthetic

I am two trillion years old fyi

not listening to this but rather assuming it’s Odenkirk covering the Chili’s babyback ribs ad

good god what a creep

You *can* and *should* call a movie KINJITE: FORBIDDEN SUBJECTS

yet it was a Great Film

"Look at these wholesome teens, how did one hour in Mamdani's New York turn them into radical terrorists?"

I honestly never saw the point of the movie since McCarthy is so much about the language. I never watched

I read the Shannara books in my teens with no concept of how shamelessly Brooks ripped off Tolkien. when I finally read LOTR I was like “wow this is all very familiar!”

lmao

Lord I was born a gambling monk.
Can’t have sex can’t even smoke skunk
So when it comes to vices, let me tell you punk
That I was born a gambling monk

so did GRRM pick that up from him or…?

Is that him too?

A sign for Restrooms It reads Men’s Restroom (with an arrow pointing right) And “Shadows of Contemplation” (Presumably an exhibit)

Relatable 😀🤣

No if you have a couch with a janky leg then finding the right book is absolutely critical

Any fantasy heads ever read Terry Goodkind? I had planned to give him a look in my journey through the SF/Fantasy canon but discovered his stories are just a vehicle for Randian objectivist nonsense. As it stands Rush already occupies that slot in my mind so pass

He loves a Hugh-ge paycheck as much as the next celeb

Once there were brook trouts in the streams in the mountains. You could see them standing in the amber current where the white edges of their fins wimpled softly in the flow. They smelled of moss in your hand. Polished and muscular and torsional.

On their backs were vermiculate patterns that were maps of the world in its becoming. Maps and mazes. Of a thing which could not be put back. Not be made right again. In the deep glens where they lived all things were older than man and they hummed of mystery.