#Weekes

[catsinaspacesuit]

IF ANYONE HERE IS ON TWITTER, PLEASE STOP INTERACTING WITH THE DALLON WEEKES ACCOUNT, THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT THE HACKER WANTS.

UNFOLLOW AND BLOCK.

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some pics form fork fest last night :3

📸 me

[searchingforbrobecks]

Made this forever ago and was quite proud of it, figured it would fit nicely here rather than just sitting in my camera roll.

[tyrantsandjoints]

I WON A SIGNED GLOOM DIVISION VINYL AND TWO MORE TICKETS TO SEE DALLON.

Happy gloom division day!!!!

I went to a gloom division listening party yesterday with a friend. I finally bought The Queen is Dead on vinyl and some pins from the record store of course, but I was originally there to buy the creamsicle gloom division vinyl so I could brag and shit 'cause why the hell not, I had some extra money.

I was unfortunately late so I only got to hear the first half of the record, and I was really pissed, but I got stickers (one of which are already on my bass) and that made up for it, so I just went around and started looking around for something I could empty out my bank account for, and as I was passing by the counter I saw the (list of) prizes, one person would get a signed gloom division vinyl and a pair of tickets to see Dallon at my local venue, and another person would win the display sign. (The terms were they had to keep it in the window for a month after the record release and then the winner could come pick it up)

Long story short, after the picture with everyone who had attended I was walking back to my friend who was looking through records (he was looking for a gift for his girlfriend,) and the workers at the record store are on the speakers talking about how their about to call the winners for the raffle, and I'm about 4 feet away from my friend and I hear my name, and I swore I was dreaming, (I was stoned. ) my jaw fucking dropped. I immediately turned around, walked up to the counter, and did my best not to fucking explode right then and there.

I decided to not buy a gloom division vinyl yet, as I'm getting A FUCKING SIGNED ONE.

I am so fucking shocked, and thankful, and can't wait to recieve my signed gloom division vinyl. THANK YOU DALLON.

[richardmurrayhumblr]

The 37th edition of the 2024 Richard Murray Newsletter.

topic

The sixty-ninth of the Cento series. A cento is a poem made by an author from the lines of another author's work. In the series I place my cento and a link to the other authors poem.

Dates: full moon, lunar eclipse, Neptune in opposition

IF YOU MADE IT THIS FAR : The White Saviour in film from Princess Weekes and where is the Black savior , Strangers from Within saved by Charles Monteith , kiratheartist i love my hair 2 , Steven Seagal and the kung fu of usa film chaos , Love License written by Thelma Iheanacho , Miffy Face cooking , NYPD stop and frisk

URL https://rmnewsletter.over-blog.com/2023/11/09/15/2024-rmnewsletter.html

#rmnewsletter

[morggo]

I Will Not Apologize

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[mossmittens]

[susiephone]

Last Week Tonight With John Oliver, 11x14

[inbabylontheywept]

so once me and my wife were watching a documentary where a snake ate like a million eggs. that snake just went to fucking town on eggs. and the snake made the eggs look so good that i kept thinking about it, and thinking about it, and thinking about it, and eventually it was 11pm and i ran out of willpower and decided to eat one (1) singular raw egg just to prove to myself that the snake was surely a liar.

the snake was not a liar. texture is like, super important to me and raw eggs are very Texture so i had another one, and then another one, and then another one, and eventually i ran out of eggs.

i had like, fifteen raw eggs.

i didnt really know how to explain this momentary madness to my wife, so my Plan was to put all the eggshells into a grocey bag, and then throw that grocery bag in the dumpster, and if she never noticed that would be Excellent and if she noticed immediately i could lie and say that the eggs went bad.

except i cant lie very good, and of course with murphys law being such, i got salmonella.

so i threw up a lot and my wife asked me what poisoned me so and i tried very hard to dodge the question but i was oozing shame like oil from a room temperature cheese and eventaully i gave in and told her everything and to her enormous credit she was more flabbergasted than actually upset. she did make me promise to not eat any more raw eggs, which i have stuck to, and she gives me weird looks during nature documentaries now as if desire was the only thing keeping me from eating thousands of pounds of krill anyway i made a joke earlier about being able to eat my age in eggs and my sister in law in law made a drawing to comemorate the moment and also because it was my birthday. she's excellent. thank you 10000000% @cintailed. you should all visit her page and admire her work.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Knowledge Revenge.

[hjarta]

[searchingforbrobecks]

Never meet your heroes…

Unless it’s Dallon Weekes, then you should be fine.

[theriverbeyond]

i must not get takeout. takeout is the wallet-killer. takeout is the little-death that brings total obliteration. i will face the kitchen, fridge, and pantry. i will make choices about what to cook and then execute them. when hunger is gone there will be nothing. only i will remain.

[cassassinated]

I miss the days when, no matter how slow your internet was, if you paused any video and let it buffer long enough, you could watch it uninterrupted

[teaboot]

When I was a kid one of my moms would call her period "moon time" or "her monthlies" or shit like that and my other mom straight up stealthed it, but when I'm a dad I think I'm gonna go straight down the middle and call it Werewolf Week. Like sorry kids, dad can't roughouse right now, it's Werewolf Week

[aliendeity]

the man who owns and runs the thai restaurant in my town knows me by name. he is one of the kindest and most thoughtful men i know. i started ordering from his place back in january, which was when i got my fibromyalgia diagnosis. back then i was using a walker, had limited mobility in my entire body but especially my hands, and was very visibly in pain. i always ordered the same thing: yellow curry with no meat, potatoes and carrots only (i have texture and other dietary issues). he always made it a point to make sure i could get out the door and carry the food safely. he had his workers package the food so that it was easier for me to open. as i kept coming back and i told him a little bit about my health status, he would always encourage me to keep going. he told me about how the spices he used were good for inflammation and began to edit the recipe just for me so that spices that were even better for fighting inflammation were used. he’d give me extra portions and despite the fact that i would tip every time, i realized later that he never charged my card for them. as time went on and my condition began to get better, especially with the help of a physical therapist, he would make encouraging remarks and tell me how happy he was for me. the day i came in without my walker, he practically jumped for joy, and despite my insistence, he gave me my meal for free that day. i continue to make progress with my conditions and i continue to go to the thai place. this man who does not know me personally and who i hardly know anything about is one of my favorite people. it’s interactions with humans like these that make loving life easier. and his curry really does help my chronic condition. it’s comfort food taken to the next level.