#anne squared

[kiarcheo]

Anna: I'm my biggest fan.

Anne: Do you have a shirt with your face on it?

Anna: Better, I have a face with my face on it.

[marinecanary]

The entire confrontatation with krispycreme girlycollar was amazing but this part specifically broke me

[maybebitterxox]

The pitch for Buffy The Vampire Slayer was probably just “What if there was a girl who could kill vampires. And she can Never Catch A Fucking Break”

[bright-molina]

i just think that everyone collectively piling on every ability they can to try and help as much as possible to get adaine that insight on what oisin is thinking is just so on brand for the bad kids

like it’s the complete opposite end of the spectrum as using almost every single one of your luck points to try and prevent your friends from finding out about your crush and i think that’s beautiful

[lesbianjudasiscariot]

I Can't Love You How You Want Me To

Girl Against God - Florence + The Machine / Plainwater: Essays and Poetry - Anne Carson / Square - Mitski / Wishbone - Richard Siken

[branzinos]

LISA ANN WALTER

📺 Hollywood Squares S01E07 (1998)

[wisteriasymphony]

Imagine, for the sake of argument, you are a boy with very large, very hidden feelings. These feelings, thoughts, desires you have are all so… big, so confusing. At times they disgust you, at times you feel they betray the sense of self you've had thrust upon you. But they need focus, they need a path for you to better understand them.

You have three options.

The first is one of your closest friends. She's kind, she's thoughtful, she's creative. You feel safe around her, and she never fails to make you laugh. There's a certain vulnerability to being around her—one you can't fully express as you are but you know is there—and you appreciate that so much. But she is only "just a friend". You are sickeningly short on friends as it is, and often worry about your ability to make new ones beyond the few that have ostensibly latched on out of pity. So you want to keep her as "just a friend", not scare her away with what you're really like.

To entertain desires toward the first is to lose a friendship.

The second is…. well, in all but name, she's your boss. You're fine with that: She's capable, she's strong, she's level-headed. It's no surprise that not just you, but the entire city admires her. She represents a hope that, in hindsight, has been sorely lacking in your life. But she has been incredibly upfront that she returns none of your feelings, and you've decided to respect that. You'd only be making things awkward again by going back on that.

To entertain desires toward the second is to betray a promise.

You meet the third on the way home from a patrol, saving her from a fall—One not as accidental as you initially thought. Out of a lack of anything better to do… you talk. It's only for a few minutes, and you're not even sure she told you her real name instead of an alias. It's hard to tell if anything she says is true, but you believe her. A week passes, and you discover the news that this person you barely met at all is now buried. Dead.

To entertain desires toward the third… is to lose absolutely nothing.

So you think.

[meiko333]

Happy New Year!

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[gatalentan]

LISA ANN WALTER (& Whoopi Goldberg) ↪ Hollywood Squares (1998)

[persepinas]

New Orleans Trip 2024

Hello! I finally have time to post about my incredible vacation to New Orleans I was able to have. It was a week long and that week wasn’t long enough! New Orleans is truly magical and full of history and culture (and ghosts!) and I miss it so much. From the food to the weather to the music, New Orleans is more than I could have ever imagined and I was able to visit it with my friends! @dreamofme9 and @amc-iwtv joined me on this dream of a vacation and we saw so much. Too much. I’ve been able to make a few collages full of our moments and all the experiences we had!

From walking the streets of New Orleans to taking the streetcar, we never stopped. There was just too much to take in! I could list every single place but I would much rather just share these photos and memories that I will forever hold close to my heart. I don’t think I’ve ever felt as alive as I did during this week I spent with my beautiful friends. I’m blessed and I know it.

You may click on the photos to enlarge them. They hardly capture the true spirit of the city but they are gorgeous, and that’s enough for me to share all the places I went to and all the food that I ate! All the drinks that I drank! Amazing!

I need to go back. I will go back. My life wasn’t complete until I set foot in New Orleans and a piece of my heart remains there now, forever.

[rayneisnotwet]

Well that isn’t what we expected is it? Trump winning the white house. In the salient words of Miss Juicy, ”What the hell we gon’ do now?”. Everyone has a different idea. “We need to engage in our communities!” , “I’m moving to Canada!”, “I’m doing c*ke in the bathroom!” some cry out. Others are disengaging from the zeitgeist, and with it, apparently, social media. But when people announce these reactionary ideas of theirs, it feels more like a child yelling that they hate their parents because they got their Xbox taken away than a serious strategy to avoid oppression. I get it though, everyone just wants a change now. The hottest new accessory is going to be a poorly thought out style choice. Short haircuts with clumsy dye jobs and a trashcan full of “I’m with her!” memorabilia is how everyone dealt with this last time. But what is really the answer to this feeling?

Well, you’re all in luck. Because as a Trans drag queen in the midwest with an enhanced ID, I have the insight into all these coping methods. I write this while smoking a skinny cig. sitting on a picnic table in my childhood backyard, on property that’s interest rates doubled so fiercely it convinced both my parents to vote Trump and pushed me farther left than I thought was possible before I just detransitioned into Mao Zedong. I doubt that social media breaks announced via Instagram story or a vote for a failed businessman turned reality star or a jar of Manic Panic Amazon Primed to your door is going to make any of us feel any better, or bring the dollar menu at the drive thru back.

The Canadian immigration website crashed in 2016 after Trump won the first time, and to be fair I can see why. Everytime I visit, a feeling of relaxation washes over me. Not just because it's where my boyfriend lives, but because it's a genuinely very easy place. People stroll instead of scurrying through the streets. Even in Toronto, the largest city. The food is fantastic as well. The cosmopolitan-and just like that, I started ordering them-attitudes lead to a huge mix of cultures that seem to coexist in a much more mixed fashion than the notoriously segregated US. Sure, there’s the french-speaking Quebecois, but every country has annoying people. The friendliness is no joke either (as long as it’s not a service worker), people ask you how you are as a question, rather than a greeting.

Canada isn’t a liberal wonderland though, despite what Justin Trudeau might lead you to believe. During my Toronto visit, I checked out Dundas Square, the canuck equivalent of Times Square (there was no one in knockoff Elmo costumes). As soon as we stepped out of the subway station it was awash with the sounds of protest. A First Nations demonstration played out, with people chanting “LET HIM GO!” while drum beats punctuated the cries. A woman sat on a speaker holding a microphone, telling the heart-wrenching story of her son who had been shot during a wellness check by police in the midst of a mental health crisis. I wanted to support and join in the chanting, but my boyfriend advised not to, warning me the TPS were just as brutal as any American police department, especially to Trans women. Moments later a man, middle aged, bald, and white, started hitting on me aggressively. My boyfriend immediately shielded me from him, but he wouldn’t take no for an answer and made a scene. Another man chimed in, “That's not a ‘She’ bro!”

We got out of there fast.

So while Canada may have a more charismatic leader on the world stage, and policies that protect its vulnerable communities slightly better than the US, it’s not a utopia for Queers. Least of all Trans women or Two Spirit people. The truth is there is no such thing as safe spaces. As long as tribalism is baked into our monkey brains, we will find something to point at and feel superior about over someone else. I’ve actually felt more disrespected in some majority white gay male bars than I have in dives in my hometown of bumfuck Jackson playing the UofM game on their tv. A word of advice to The Dolls, don’t underestimate the cruelty of men. 🚬 or not. That isn’t to say I hadn't found community in a lot of Queer parties.

I had started my post-election-pity-party at Necto in Ann Arbor for the finale of the UofM-student-powered drag competition reality show Runway Rumble. Michigan’s best and brightest new talent (and others) battling it out for the belt. Those of us that had been eliminated were doing a group number with the finalists and accepting awards. The energy was electric, people were excited to see each other and drinks were flowing. I can't speak for coke in the bathroom because I was in an outfit that didn't allow for bathroom visits, and frankly a bank account that didn't allow for coke.

With all the excitement and nerves in the air about who would clinch the win, it felt like our community’s political turmoil was dead and gone. Although, some people were drinking so much I thought they might go the same way.

Spoiler alert, Belladonna won the competition, and for me that was such a relief. To see a Trans woman win a competition like this and receive the recognition she so rightly deserved as a fixture in the Detroit scene was vindicating as a Doll Supremacist. Shoutout to you diva, you did that shit. Big shoutout also to one of the judges, Pineapple Honeydew, for finger-waving my look that night. I hugged Bella and joined in on the rest of the cast and crew who were inundating her with congratulations, and that's when I realized something. In this bar, on this stage, in THIS moment, Trump wasn’t president. He’ll never be president of Necto, or president of drag. This place, these people, were presidentless. This country may have elected him with the popular vote, but that didn’t matter here. His political success couldn’t take away Belladonna’s Drag excellence. Or Portia’s for creating the show. Or mine for leaving my mark on the show as Drama Diva and holder of the Golden Boot. No. Our community, its survival and ability to thrive, was entirely dependent on US, not THEM.

So yes, things will be much more difficult now. This will be a tough time for Trans kids, for immigrants, especially mexicans. A tough time for the elderly on social security, a battle for young mothers and young women trying NOT to become mothers. For blue collar workers in unions, for their families. Entire classes of people, communities, towns, families, they’ll be ripped apart. We’ve already seen how populism injected into right-wing politics can create the perfect siren’s song to attract members of our family, turning them into strangers. But at the end of the day, the days gotta end. Will we all take this lying down? Or with a smile on our faces, a tequila sunrise in one hand and our loved ones hand in the other? Our community, no, we protest and sing and dance and drink and dress up and be gay! Openly! Loudly! Until they realize we really aren’t going anywhere.

[kiarcheo]

Anna: Anyone know how to change a twitter password?

Anne: FAQ.

Anna: Well FAQ you too, you rude bitch.

[oakappleday]

Trooping the Colour, June 15

[indelen]

Since the universe of Lockwood and Co seems to have been extremely similar to our own prior to The Problem, I think its interesting that British government and other institutions, as well as London and it's surrounding areas and landmarks are all reasonably well described but absolutely no mention is ever made of the Royal Family and I think its reasonable to conclude they all got insta-killed by a MASSIVE wave of pissed off Visitors in the 50-60s. Either their own ancestors or those that came out of all the stolen stuff The Empire looted and surrounded it's royalty with on a daily basis. Like something very angry came out of the Koh-i-noor or the Stone of Scone and that was the end of House of Windsor and now Brits being Brits no one talks about it they just keep calm and carry on.

[postcard-from-the-past]

Ste. Anne Square and Market of Rennes, Brittany region of France

French vintage postcard

[dar-k-stuff]

"There's some who sees with the eyes in their head, and there's some who sees with the eyes in their heart, and that's the Lords own truth"

A tribute to one of my favorite toons growing up that I watched all the time, "Raggedy Ann: The Enchanted Square." it's Always meant a lot to me.

I actually nearly all but forgotten about this toon until I watched Episode 2 of "The Amazing Digital Circus" and then youtube started to recommended me Raggedy Ann videos and I got to see it again and got me all emotional.

I heartfully thank GooseWorx and the Glitch Team for bringing this back to me

And Yes, I did finally watch "Raggedy Ann & Andy a Musical Adventure" because of this. And yes, it's one of my new favorite movies that I'm shamefully obsessed with