fuck yeah. New York in 2003. Yeah Yeah Yeahs music. Blockbuster Video in the background. the residual psychic toll of 9/11 (not filmed but probably implied in the tension).
there is a particular way that people banter over eating cartons of Chinese food that only occurs in movies. you know exactly what I mean, right? the gesticulating at each other with chopsticks? it may as well be stock photos of women laughing with salad.
[puts fingers to my head and tries to recall which open source and security-minded tech platforms are run by weirdo nazis, and which ones are just weirdos.]
okay graphene os appears to be the mobile operating system for criminals that need digital assistance. that might be overkill for me because i can just talk my way out of crimes.
as a reminder you should never talk to law enforcement. but it's okay if i do because i can talk my way out of crimes.
the reality of this situation is that the feeling of being ice cream bloated tonight like "uhhh why did I do that" is less of a detriment than wanting that ice cream on another night and only having two spoons worth taunting you.
and when I say the reality I mean my subjective experience but like, tomato tomato.
it's so goofy how over on Twitter or other large social media there can be a bad post, and it is totally random if the hooting mob commenting below is a all going "this shit is regressive and wrong and shouldn't happen" or if they're all posting stuff like "it's her fault for going outside while being a woman -- play stupid games and find out!"
you can post the same video of a random person being slapped, devoid of any other context, and it's an absolute pachinko ball drop whether the crowd that assembles will decry the crass and senseless violence that fills all the cracks and gaps of modern society, or if they will convene like a panel of jurors and conclude "the vibe from that slap indicates the person deserved it... probably needs to be hit harder, if anything."
mmhmm yes, that's interesting. full-disclosure: I was not paying attention. instead, I was imagining an A24 distributed biopic of Smash Mouth titled Walking on the Sun.
concerning last boost, he said to please share and look you are enjoying the whole combination here. german. kinky. looks like that. it's like a line across and a line vertically on a fediverse bingo card.
shoutout to the bear from Altered Beast, who looks less like he's gonna maul enemies with teeth and claws so much as do some kind of awesome hapkido joint-lock throw with fluidity and grace.
walking into court and seeing the judge's big black robe like "oh, OH, do you even listen to The Cure? or Siouxsie? or am I gonna be ordered to pay child support by a damn fake goth!?"