#broadcast 13

[catalogue-of-lux-feli]

You take some time to relax while your crops grow. You don't want to burn through what energy you have before you know you've got enough food to support yourself. You again find yourself in the shade of a citrus tree, trying desperately to watch the sparse clouds drifting above instead of spiraling into your thoughts again.

You get your first grown crops after another day or so. It turns out that grain seed was, in fact, wheat, and you get a few handfuls of grain to start with. Other than that, you're able to harvest some tomatoes and onions, a head of cabbage, and even a melon.

You're tempted to try and throw together a salad, but the effort just seems a bit much at the moment. Plus, you don't actually have a bowl to put it all in. If you tried making a salad, you'd either have a sad double handful of tomatoes and greens, or you'd be eating straight off your workbench. Or heaven forbid, your bed.

You think you'll pass on that. You should probably make a bowl or something soon. You're going to need stuff like that, if you're going to live in any sort of comfort here.

You can eat the fruit and vegetables raw. That's fine. Even the onions are on the sweet side, so they're not the worst thing alone, even if it's not exactly your first choice. The wheat, though… you don't think you can eat that as is. (Or, well, you probably could, but for some reason or another chewing on straight wheat grains sounds a bit less appealing than eating raw melon or cabbage.)

You're not sure how you manage it, but you do actually manage to persuade the wheat to become a passable bread. Never mind that you don't have a mill to grind the wheat into flour. Or, you know, an oven. You're actually, genuinely confused by your work here; you sort of blacked out while you did it, and the particulars of the process are, looking back now, a mystery to you. Perhaps your raw charisma and turn of phrase charmed it into fulfilling your desires. You don't think you could convince a ballerina to dance, but maybe grain products are easier to persuade.

No matter how your bread was made, it makes for a more filling lunch than you've had in a while, especially when paired with the melon from your garden. You'd nearly forgotten how much better fresh melon tastes than the days-old stuff you've been eating.

The next few days, you spend tending your new garden and picking up on leveling your island. The stone tools are so much better. Sure, they still wear and break, but they last longer, and they do their work quicker, the stone shovel blades cutting through dirt and sand easily.

Your garden continues to thrive all on its own. You pull up some of your tomato plants as you gather more seeds to plant from the cabbages, and soon, everything is looking… honestly quite nice.

The weather turns to rain, and you take shelter under a tree, putting down a thin layer of wooden planks to keep from having to stand or - worse - sit in the mud and wet sand.

You drag your bed under the branches too, once you realize the rain isn't likely to stop soon. You'd rather not sleep in the rain. It's bad enough your bed will be soaking wet tonight.

It begins to dawn on you that you need a roof over your head, and ASAP.

You're still apprehensive about building your nice house on the island, but you don't need a nice big house just yet. (Really, you don't need a nice big house at all, but some part of you still wants a comfortable place to live.) You decide, instead, to set up a shack, a bit closer to your farm, so you don't have to walk so far to tend it while you're still harvesting your meals the day of.

You build something basic. Really basic. Just some citrus wood on the ground, a flat roof, and four walls to keep out the wind with a hole to walk through. It's… enough. Yeah, it's enough.

It's kind of sad, though.

It's just a plain box. Just a flat, pink box, plopped down on the sand. It's serviceable, but you're not sure you can bear to leave it like that. You think you'd actually rather leave your bed outside for a chance to sleep under the stars than be protected from the rain in this sorry thing. And that's saying a lot, considering the state of your last apartment. So you start changing things.

You start with the floor. You don't think you really want to use stone for this. So you grab some acacia - the only other kind of wood you have right now. Sure, it's very… orange, but it could work. It's a bold statement, but maybe bold is what you need.

Once you're done, you realize you desperately need something on top. Maybe an acacia roof might help balance the almost-porch you've given the little shack? One with a bit of overhang…. You use your axe and whatever you've kept at your work bench to make some slanted roofing for the place. Better that the rain runs off when it comes again than collect on the roof. You even give it a few little embellishments on the corners, so it's not so same-y.

Then you fashion some thin supports for the overhang and a door, both that same accent - well, hardly an accent now - of orange. Get them in place, and…

Hey.

This place doesn't look half bad.

It's no masterwork, obviously, but it's kind of… kind of cute, in its own way. And you don't think the orange is too much, at least.

This was… well, this was supposed to be temporary. You probably won't want to tear it down now, but you figure that's alright. When you're done living in it, you can use it as some sort of gardening shed. It's sturdy enough. It can stay.

[creaturewoman]

orange album art through the years

talking heads - speaking in tongues (1983) // the smiths - louder than bombs (1987) // broadcast - work and non work (1997) // jeff buckley - sketches for my sweetheart the drunk (1998) // blur - 13 (1999) // st. vincent - actor (2009) // frank ocean - channel orange (2012) // tyler the creator - flower boy (2017) // fka twigs - magdalene (2019)

[notsocheezy]

Brain Curd #242

Brain Curds are lightly edited daily writing - usually flash fiction and sometimes terrible on purpose.

The lights faded in on Houston’s local news studio and the anchors began to speak.

“Thanks for tuning in to the five o’clock news. I’m Sheldon West.”

“And I’m Marianne Cooper. Tonight’s top story: What has become of the popular podcast host known to most of his listeners only as, ‘Frank’?”

~

“Welcome back to The Frank Program. I’m Frank, over there in the corner is my boy, Daryl, and today’s guest is our very first: My beautiful wife, Anita.”

“What the hell is this, Frank?”

“It’s my podcast. I do a podcast now. You’d know about it if ya ever bothered to care about what I wanted.”

“It’s always about what you want, Frank. Look, I don’t care if you’re recording this. I know damn well nobody will ever listen to it. But it is absolutely not okay to bring Daryl into this. It’s between us.”

“He ought’ know what’s going on.”

“No he oughtn’t.”

“I don’t keep secrets from ‘im and you shouldn’t either.”

“I think the judge from the custody hearing might disagree.”

~

Sheldon West straightened his tie before the broadcast came back to the studio. “What started out as a small production uploaded to YouTube every few weeks or so became the talk of the internet when Chuck Tangent made his explosive debut on the show.”

“The viral clip of him bursting through the ceiling of the studio brought notoriety to the amateur podcast which had already been active for several years. Suddenly, celebrities were banging down Frank’s door for interviews, most of which ended in one form of disaster or another. This, it turned out, was a winning formula.”

“Here’s our in-the-field correspondent, Greta Alvarado, with the word on the street.”

~

In a pre-taped segment, microphones were shoved into the faces of people on the streets of Houston.

A woman wearing a pink blouse: “I love to see how that dirtbag screws up every interview. Have you seen how he treats his kid? If that’s what he says on camera, I don’t wanna know what he’s like the rest of the time.”

A sunburned man in a graphic tee with the sleeves cut off: “I appreciate that Frank isn’t scared to speak his mind, you know? Like, this guy says what I’m thinking. Loved his vape juice recipe.”

A visibly queer teen: “I’m like ninety percent sure his kid is trans and I think he knows. That’s why he’s been doing all those drugs.”

~

“Loyal viewers have noticed the famously low-quality interviews of The Frank Program declining further in recent months as Frank has been less and less present during recording. In the last new episode released, he was seen snorting what appeared to be powder cocaine.”

“Rumors swirl of Frank’s very public downfall. Some claim to have seen him begging for change on the streets, but we’ve been unable to substantiate any of these eyewitness reports. There have yet to be any credible claims of the unlikely public figure’s location.”

“The family is working with police to track him down. If you have any information, please call the number at the bottom of the screen. In other news, these cute puppies are looking for their forever homes - can you resist those big eyes?”

He's gonna be Frank with you. Read the rest of The Frank Program here on Tumblr!

Please comment, reblog, like, and follow if you enjoyed - I'd love to know what you think! See you again tomorrow.

[fagsex]

people try to be emo as fuck over that 'would you fuck yourself' post like no i do like myself and im cute as balls man but like im not my type thats it like i wouldnt fuck me because 1. we're sexually incompatible 2. mans too soft 3. like hes just not my type hes not a provider he is vulnerable to aerial attack hes kind of weird like. the guys just not my type!

[alastorbyalex]

M!A Alastor has to tell the truth for 12 asks, attached to the maid dress ask

"Please. As if I have anything to hide."

[luminouslotuses]

i’m gonna say it i don’t give a fuck how old you are in this situation. your age, even if you’re younger, is not an excuse to continue supporting wilbur. this behavior is fucking disgusting

[norabrice1701]

"On 11 April 1970, Apollo 13 launched right on schedule at 13:13 military time. How ironic, all those 13s! What is not generally appreciated about Apollo 13, however, is that the crew came nearest to dying during their launch, not as a result of their in-flight accident.

…

'Houston, we’ve had a problem,' Lovell reported.

I was at Mission Control with the Apollo 13 wives when Jim uttered his masterpiece of understatement. Initially the crew thought that the loud bang might be a meteoroid hitting the lunar module. But it was far worse.

…

The flight of Apollo 13 in its entirety lasted for 145 hours. About 90 of those came after the accident. I was awake and either in meetings or in the lunar module simulator for about 120 of them. It’s hard to believe all the work it took to achieve the crew’s safe return. That work was done in Mission Control, in the simulators at the Cape and in Houston, and all over the Manned Spacecraft Center.

…

Like all the rest, I was delighted to see Jim, Jack, and Fred get back alive, because when I was watching the second oxygen tank leak, I thought for sure we had lost them."

- Excerpts from Forever Young by John W. Young about the Apollo 13, and clips of him in Mission Control

[brandwhorestarscream]

Tried to draw a robot and it did not go well :D

Behold, Broadcast of the TTF, aka B-13. She's a little mobile communication hub, complete with her own signal boosting satellite dish, speakers on her arms, and keyboard on her tummy

[tragedyposting]

My wrist hurts soooo bad rn (again)

Hope it’s better before I have a whole shift of lifting and unpacking boxes tomorrow 🥲

[astralcities]

listen i know cringe culture is bad but i really don't know what i'll do if this site's new thing becomes analysis of the cartoon dog show meant for babies

[whalesims]

Live reporting the [Province] test emergency alerts rn

There's been 9 in the span of less than 10 min.

Make that 11. 11 alerts. I got 2 while typing this.

What the fuck

[senorboombastic]

Release Rundown - Godspeed You! Black Emperor and Public Service Broadcasting

Words: Ben Forrester Godspeed You! Black Emperor – NO TITLE AS OF 13 FEBRUARY 2024 28,340 DEAD(Constellation) When legendary experimental collective Godspeed You! Black Emperor announced an autumn string of UK dates, I was pretty excited! Not only because I was finally able to make a headline show of theirs, but because I felt like new music was brewing. Since this lot reformed in 2012, I feel…

[natures33]

I can do all things through Jesus...

[fagsex]

asked my mother if it was possible when i graduate i could celebrate or have something to celebrate or go somewhere and she went "whats there to celebrate? its not college" :(

[alastorbyalex]

Now you understand what Rosie meant when she said you're "an ace in the hole"

"I do yes. She's very kind and aware of my power. The context of conversation doesn't make sense but sometimes that's how conversation is." He gives a shrug.

[the-physicality]

no comment

we shot like shit [39% fg / 31% 3p] and we still out shot them [34.2% fg / 29% 3p] but because they Rebounded The Fucking Ball they had more possessions

it is truly amazing how much we win without making any commitment to rebound the ball

granted they have 3 people under the net to rebound every time

we will have 9 people next game tg [they have to sign someone to get us to 11]

this is what i get for taking joy in them losing to seattle and connecticut

nate should have played the bench more and let mo foul out if needed [especially if he wasn't going play her in the 4th]

i would like for us to stop with the tendency to throw close games away...