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[kedreeva]

I have had a pretty terrible last three days. Saturday I finally made the decision to replace my car, which I am deeply attached to and have had for the past 19 years of my life, and found a replacement down in North Carolina near my family. I planned to take one last drive with him to go down, and turn him in at the dealership, only to be hit by a truck hard enough to total my car yesterday. I'm a little banged up on my shoulder and sporting a pretty tender bruise to the side of my head, but I'm otherwise fine.

After dealing with all of that and arranging a flight down instead, I got a bad feeling about the birds and the Cold after checking the weather report that said it would get to -30 wind-chill last night. I went out to check on the birds again, only to find Indie on the floor in cold shock. I brought him indoors and spent most of last night up and down checking on him and slogging out into the cold to check on the others. Thankfully my own birds are all very cold hardy and are doing fine, but Indie is a higher Spalding, and seems to be far less cold tolerant.

Thankfully, he survived the night and warmed up, and has gotten steadier all day. At 7:30, about when the lights go off in the coops, he promptly decided it was bedtime, turned around on the tray table and tucked himself into bed so completely in the way that I also went to bed a few minutes later.

After some discussion with his owners, I cancelled my flight and rented a car, and I'll be taking him back. They VERY kindly offered to let me bring the girls I was going to breed him to down with him, and they will do the breeding there instead. This is a relief that means I won't have to deal with any peachicks this year, but I'll still hopefully be able to get a bs split leucistic pair from him and my own birds, possibly a trio.

My brother drove out and helped me unload the stuff I'd gone to get yesterday, which was mostly supplies for the birds, extra bedding to keep them warm, and the few personal things I kept in the car. Since I'm moving three birds including one adult male to the south, I'm just going to condense the pens into the barn, where they'll have more room to be indoors through this cold, and have better insulation and be easier to access for me. Of course, that means Stan and co are boarding in Bug's pen and Bug's been relegated to her baby cage for when she must be contained if we leave the house (though that's mostly because it's Too Cold, less because there are birds in her house)

Still big enough to hold her! Thankfully it shouldn't have to hold her long.

She's also extremely jealous I'm paying attention to Indie and not just her. She's been alternating between guarding me and sulking all day.

Anyway. Send some good vibes this way, 2024 has not been treating me very kindly so far.

[fuck-customers]

i work for a company that gets contracts with car dealerships which means i end up spending my days at different car dealerships. i don’t have a “home base” like others in my department. i am the AM and wnd up traveling around a lot. right now, i am most frequently at a certain dealership and man…. i hate it here. the lot is MASSIVE and they keep ordering cars. the “dungeon” is filled to the brim with huge ass trucks that are almost impossible to move out of the spots. and they’re redoing the building near the dungeon so its even harder getting out with all the work trucks around. the whole lot is overfilled right now and there is very little parking (if any some days). the building i work out of majority of the day is shared with the managers for this dealership. i’ve had to park next to said building recently and TELL ME WHY the managers put a note on my car saying “you can’t park here!!! managers only!! we get all these spots so you have to park in the dungeon which is on the exact opposite side of the property and about half a mile away from the building you work out of!” EXCUSE ME? you want me to do WHAT? all because you can’t potentially park in the one spot i have literally never seen anyone park in. its always empty. what the fuck kind of entitlement do you fucking losers have?? best part is: we have several dealerships that are the same name. (think like john smith [car brand here] or john smith [dif car brand here) and ONLY at this specific name i have issues like this. every other dealership i go to that is of a different name, everyone is so nice. i don’t get yelled at for parking somewhere, i don’t get bitched at for stupid shit. this place drives me BONKERS. all these managers think they are gods and i am the dirt they walk on. fuck you. can’t fucking wait to get sent somewhere else and get treated like an actual human being again.

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[s-4pphics]

a lil meanmechanic!ellie and snobbybitch!reader hc list bc i’m clinically ill and my dark thoughts always win i was gonna write a lil fic but i got tired lol long day 

but hopefully thisll suffice for now😚idk how many imma make for them but the sex gon go crazy

wc;cw: 930 real short n sweet, slutty rude annoying rich!oc, i’m not kidding she’s a bad person, more monologues when will it end, oc is horny and a top letting y’all know rn, imma make this toxic🤭

your shiny brand new pink bentley just stopped working! what the fuck! 

after your dad gifted you your third new car, he instructed you to pull up to the swarovski store and pick up your sparkly limited edition lavender tinted lux chrono watch…. and this happens!

how the fuck were you going to get your new watch without transportation?!

you pulled your phone outta your chanel bag and googled car stopped help…

call a tow truck?!

don’t people just buy new cars when they stop working?! 

you dialed the first number suggested online 

“YELLO!” a friendly gruff voice came through the phone

“ummm, hi, my car stopped working— “

“okay, great! where’s your car located?”

“it’s uh.. near this mall complex.” 

“…okay. i mean…. i mean what’s the address?”

…. you don’t fucking know, you’re stranded!

after spending the next ten minutes asking strangers where the hell you were, you irritatingly whined the address to the man on the phone

why does nothing go your way?!

“okay great! we’ll be there in about an hour to get it!” 

an hour?!

but your swarovski watch—!

“hello?” 

“…yeah, whatever.” you said, hanging up.

this is fucking stupid!

after an hour of angrily pouting in your front seat, you saw a red truck pull up behind you in your rearview 

fucking finally!

you got out your new baby and saw—

oh, fuck

oh fuck!

WEEEEEEWOOOOOOWWEEEEEE—

your brain was sending off red alarms!

behind the man, there was a girl in overalls and a wife-beater, dirty sneakers(yuck!), and a bandana on to keep her sweaty hair outta her face

and your mood immediately got better! 

she’s sexy she’s sexy she’s sexy she’s sexy—

“um, hi! ‘m joel! you called for a tow?” 

oh yeah

“y-yup! that’s me! my cars over there,” you pointed in some random direction as you stared at the girl 

“….okay, uh, we’ll get that loaded and we’ll head over to the repair shop!”

“uh huh,” you were so dazed as you watched her biceps ripple as she got some paperwork outta the car 

“….right!” and he walked away

she’s coming over oh god she’s coming over!

“hey. this your car?”

“mhm!” 

you looked at her name tag 

ellie

hm…wanna fuck?—

“cool. just need you to sign here. we’ll do the diagnosis when we get to the shop—“

you didn’t even care about what the fuck she was saying

you wanna eat her out so bad and buy her whatever she wants 

you work so hard, baby, lemme take the stress away! 

“…are you gonna sign…or?”

you were too busy looking at her freckled face and scarred eyebrows to notice she was holding a clipboard out to you 

how about you sign these damn wedding papers! 

“sorry!”

“it’s cool…yeah, just sign at the bottom.” 

she pointed at the dotted line with her calloused finger and you almost sucked it into your mouth! 

turn her out turn her out!

she finally met your eyes 

you wanted her clit in your mouth—!

“um… you can hop in the truck and we’ll head over, it’s like.. 20 minutes—“

“great! let’s go!”

ride my face!

when you arrived at the dealership, you got…. uncomfortable. 

why was it so loud and… grungy looking?

the nice man that answered the phone—joel— guided you into the garage and ushered you to sit on…. dirty chairs and you wanted god to strike you down now

“we’re gonna take a look at your car! it’s in pretty good condition so it shouldn’t be long!” joel screamed at you from the garage exit

you sat and nodded and 

you looked so outta place in here 

pastel colors, shimmery necklace and bracelets, heels!

you stood out like a sore thumb!

rusted, eggshell walls, dimly lit, dusty floor

you wanna leave so bad what the fuck—

“hey!” 

sike you wanna stay ellie’s so fucking fine—

“your car battery’s connection is loose, we’re gonna replace it—“

“today's my birthday!”

you were biting your lip and looking at her with glossy lust filled eyes and you wanted your head between her thighs—

“….’scuse me?”

“it’s my birthday!”

“happy….. happy birthday?” 

“thank you!” now lemme give you head—

“uh huh….. so, the replacement battery is gonna be $60, i can ring you up right now so you're not waiting when your car’s charged.”

you followed her to the desk and….

her fucking back and her shoulders and her ass—

her back her back! you wanna scratch it and make her scream!—

“cash or card?”

“card. my black card!” she needa know you’ll buy her everything—

“….right. go ‘head and swipe.”

you wanna swipe your tongue on her pussy!

but you swiped your card 

and you also reached in your chanel and grabbed a couple hundreds out

“here you go! for your troubles!” 

“what.”

“you fixed my baby! you should get a huge tip! like a really…. really fat one!

lemme give you this tip!

she must’ve noticed your tone, nastily sweet like honey, because her eyes widened before she let out a shocked scoff

you have her you have her—

“are you kidding me right now?” 

what. 

“hm?”

“i’m askin’ if you’re fucking serious? we don’t accept charity.” and she got up

and she looked mad

what the hell?

“w-what! no, it’s not like that— “

“yeah, whatever, your car will be ready in 20. you can take your money and get the hell out.” 

and she stormed off with a slam of the back door. 

…..

oh my god?

…

you want her even more now! 

[ahedderick]

MidWeek

I began my day by making chili, because it takes very few functioning braincells to make chili. Half beef, half bear. It can sit and let the flavors mingle until dinner. Time spent trying to figure out a very complicated, multistep chemistry lab. I made it halfway through, then sent my daughter some notes and a list of questions for her instructor. There is a video provided by the instructor, which is nice, however the actual useful part of the video is squished down in the right bottom corner of the screen, quite tiny? And also out of focus. So it is literally impossible to read what she is writing on the board. wut. WaHt?

At 11:30 the farrier came for Hero's hooficure. Hero seems to enjoy getting a hoof trim, so that was a low-key event and I got to chat with the farrier a bit. Rosalie, tied nearby, looked on in great bafflement. Lady concentrated on snarfing up little hoof chips and eating them. As dogs do. I offered one to Rosalie, but she was too confused to eat it.

After that I had to drive the truck to town to pick up Husband. He had taken my car to the dealership to deal with the ruined tire, an oil change, and getting a new spare key (my lost one never resurfaced.)

It is early afternoon and I feel like it's bedtime. Still have more school help to do for both kids. Good thing dinner is already made. Perhaps I should go sit near enough to Baxter for his Nap Radiation to get me. I want to finish the half-done S square for the quilt, but zzzzzz.

Pathetic Scrunglebeaste with naked leg doesn't understand WHY the other dogs are allowed to run and she is not. The unfairness.

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[sexhaver]

How do we feel about drivers who maintain the speed limit while driving the left lane, while on four lane roads. Because only two weeks ago I got ticketed for doing 40 in a 30 to get around an Amazon delivery truck parked in the street/road/whatever, and now I feel too pussy to push my luck at speeding, at least during the near future. But I also don't want to piss someone off who might be unhinged enough to ram the rear of my car.

in general, if you are doing the speed limit, stay out of the left lane as much as possible. the way you avoid pissing people off and getting rearended is actually extremely simple and was taught to me as a core component of driver's ed in Texas because Altimas with paper dealership tags and lifted F350s both make up a large chunk of traffic and have death wishes. here's the trick: when you're in the left lane, check your rearview mirror every so often and take note of the car behind you, specifically how fast it's approaching. if they're gaining on you, either speed up until they aren't or temporarily duck out into the lane to your right at the soonest opportunity. the faster car behind you will pass you without having to weave in and out of lanes, and you get to avoid having someone who hates you ride your bumper for a few miles. if you do this often enough you get into Heaven when you die. also whichever cop ticketed you for doing 40 in a 30 was probably trying to hit a quota

[pink-tiled-bathroom]

promise of a bronzed sunrise, 25/11/2024, 12:05

you grow old with the promise of a salvation just out of grasp at the end of our time,

spending senescence with clasped hands, shaky with the prayer of seeing a light not deserved when put on the scale; your sin outweighs your merit.

you walk my mind like an empty hall, you're a ghost without a body, a faux martyr with no soul--

this ivy is overgrown, leaking sunsets from its bruised stems. i wonder if your mind is stained the color of my name.

i let you carve your name into my bones; i took your grief and let its tears pool in the crevices of my palms. why wasn’t that enough?

reading in black-and-white, not knowing if the words are tainted elysium or bluebells already arranged in a bouquet;

i've always found it paradoxical how my name spells "heaven" in another language i'm not sure i understand anymore.

the barn is burning a bright tawny bronze, the horses keep galloping towards the azure but it keeps flowing cardinally away.

this hometown is desolate with grief; every driveway is cracked with could-have-been, every backroad laced with lost loves.

saturdays have always been for the wicked. i'm convinced god only exists in the unholy 3am on these midwest highways.

angels still fly over bridges, sometimes in dealership GMC trucks with the engine light burnt into the dash,

angels still fly over state routes with nearly-clipped wings in roughed-up chevy hatchbacks. most angels have abandoned any hope of valhalla.

the angels don't yet know that these highways all have a dead end. they don't lead anywhere besides their own sanctity being split open in front of them.

i still see my wings when i look in the mirror. the biggest ones sprouting from my shoulder blades got clipped when i was sixteen--

but the rest still remain, glowing a blazing, bloody shade of red. i remember when they glowed ivory in the gleaming sunlight.

there's a ghost that creaks my floorboards and presses a divot into the other half of my bed. i used to know her--sometime that feels like eons ago.

that ghost holds an insidious presence in the mundane and the extreme, allowing no escape from what the past held between us--

between getting groceries and the nightmares that disturb my sleep, your ghost will not let me know the definition of peace.

you are no saviour, you are no sufferer for the weak--the hands that grasp at the divine have no space in a peaceful passing.

i earned the blood on my hands. i earned the privilege for my wings to glow crimson in the heat of the sun--this violence is carved into my skin.

there is no pride in this americana, there is no pride in this violence; your mendacity has no welcome in this holy light.

the violence still hurts. it took too much from a child to be subject to violence that great. your lies only added to the burn, the night i found out it wasn't real.

the weeks following that somber night have been nothing short of a recurring nightmare. i walk around in a cold sweat, holding back grief behind my eyes.

you were a ghost, yet ripped the blade out of my already-bleeding sternum. i trusted that you would not draw blood.

salt in the wound, hydrochloric poured into the cut, no pity or shame for the red fingerprints around the hilt of the spear.

i licked the salt and called it love. it burnt my tongue and i called the sting benevolence. i did not wait for the salt to turn sweet before calling it desire.

i was the bearer of the blade before. i can only hope that you're drowning in the viscosity of your guilt, too.

the breath of november plagues my lungs a shade of a cut already dried, but the nearing of the exhale just opens up the sore again;

the same wound from which my attempts to take back the rapier were futile. the same wound i trusted you not to open.

did i let the blade rest too long within my chest, thinking the steel could turn soft in your hands?

if sanctity was within reach, did i push it away with the fear of its light manifesting my flaws? was i not enough?

i can only hope that you will be allowed salvation following your senescence. i can only pray you will find atonement for the other half of the scales.

my wings won't stop burning red. but i can only hope that i will find sanctity in a god i know won't hear me anymore.

[moth-girl42]

I can’t sleep so I’ve decided to give the good people of Tumblr my unsolicited opinions about cars I’ve driven or members of my family have owned.

1996 Dodge Dakota: my grandfather’s truck that he tried to teach me how to drive. It’s a manual and after I stalled the truck 2 times and cried he gave up. 10/10 truck tho and ignoring the failed driving lesson I have lots of happy memories in that truck.

2006? Ford Escape: my mom’s car that she drove for most of my childhood. I loved that thing and cried when she traded it in. Another 10/10. If given the opportunity I would absolutely hunt that car down and buy it back.

2005/6 Ford Mercury Monteago: my grandmother’s car I learned to drive in. She used to take me to a small cemetery in the middle of nowhere and let me practice. However I got carsick whenever I had to ride in the back. 7/10

2015 Jeep Cherokee latitude: another of my grandparents’ vehicles. Nothing special or memorable about it. It did drive nicely tho. 8/10

2015 Jeep Renegade: the cursed vehicle my mom traded in her escape for. This thing started falling apart as soon as it came out of the factory. All four doors had to be replaced within year of it being purchased, the radio had to be replaced twice, and the transmission had about 20 different things wrong with it. (It did not help that 2 years ago I hit a curb in it, blew the tire out, took a massive chunk out of the rim, fucked the alignment and the steering column, but we do not talk about that) I took my driver’s license test in this thing and pasted by one point. 2/10 for the yearly recalls and trauma

2006 Ford Taurus SE: my very first car and my pride and joy. Her name was Charlene, she had no heater, an ac that work every third day of the month, and was an absolute tank of a car. I drove her through torrential rain, snow, on black ice, and in many conditions she probably should not have been driven in. She however got chewed up by a rat and I let my mom talk me into trading her in (I will never forgive her for this, it’s been 9 months and I’m still bitter about it) (and to add insult to injury the salesman at the dealership had the audacity to insult her and say she’d probably be scrapped for parts, I cried when he said that). I didn’t have the money to fix her at the time, or I’d still be driving her. 1000/10 rip Charlene you were a real one

2021 GMC Terrain: the car my mom talked me into trading in Charlene for, that we shared custody of (split the cost of 50/50 since we lived together and worked from home). Overall fantastic SUV, drove like a champ and got great gas mileage. (Eventually replaced by the next car) 9/10 for replacing Charlene

2024 Ford F-150: quite possibly my mom’s pride and joy, she loves that thing. I have a feeling she’ll be holding on to it until it falls apart. Good truck tho, great for hauling a lot of stuff when you’re moving, incredibly easy to speed in. It plays an ad for the truck when you get it in, like yes ford I did forget what kind of vehicle I’m driving. It also yells at you if you drift anywhere near the shoulder or if you do not keep both hands on tbe steering wheel at all times. It gets an 8/10 solely for that feature.

[frothlad]

As I wrote before, today's cases show clearly how this is a 3-3-3 court, with a radical right-wing trio willing to blow up precedent at any turn; a right-wing trio that is more traditionally conservative most of the time; and a left-of-center (but definitely not left wing) trio. In today's two cases, the right-wing trio joins with the radical right wing for one 6-3 case and joins with the leftish trio for a different 6-3 case.

Snyder v. United States, bribery

Let me begin by saying that this case is not an aberration. The Court has been engaged for some time in comprehensive narrowing of the federal statutes against bribery, led by the right wing, and it is flatly incomprehensible what their motive could be outside of bribery itself, or, worse, empathy for the bribee that they absolutely do not extend to any other kind of defendant.

Snyder, mayor of a small town in Indiana near my alma mater, where the city bought five trash trucks from a Peterbilt dealer for $1.1M. Snyder subsequently (the order of events is important for terrible reasons) walked into the Peterbilt dealership and said "I need $15K", and the dealer negotiated him down to $13K. Snyder later claimed this was for consulting services, but the dealership employees testified that no services were provided.

You will not believe the Court's opinion (Kavanaugh for six).

The Court draws a line between "bribery" and "gratuity", where bribery has to be paid in advance of the corrupt act, and gratuity gets paid after the corrupt act. Note: The statute does not use the term "bribery" or "gratuity". The Court concludes that the statute applies only to bribery. Note that the statute refers to engaging in corrupt acts in the expectation of a "reward", which absolutely sounds retrospective and hence a "gratuity" than prospective and a "bribe" but fuck textualism when it suits us, I guess.

Since Snyder got a gratuity rather than a bribe, his conviction is overturned.

Kavanaugh characterizes "gratuities" as things like gift cards, lunches, plaques, and books. Snyder got a check for thirteen thousand dollars. But that's definitely the same as your alumni association giving you a book on the history of the university when you give a speech at the reunion.

Kavanaugh claims this is a federalism issue, because somehow the feds can regulate bribery but leave it to the states to prohibit corrupt gratuities. Note: I am absolutely not agreeing with his category difference between bribes and tips; I am reporting his frame.

NONE OF THIS IS REMOTELY CONVINCING. This is a defense lawyer shooting the moon for his client when there's pictures of him accepting a fat envelope of cash from the union president.

But that's the Supreme Court's project: bribery isn't a federal crime unless you're basically on tape saying "if you give me big wads of cash, I will get you that building contract". The same moron who takes notes on a criminal fucking conspiracy could escape a bribery conviction under those conditions.

Gorsuch has a short concurrence where he -- this is hilarious -- invoked the rule of lenity to justify Snyder's innocence. How could Snyder possibly know that demanding a fifteen thousand dollar "gratuity" was corrupt and criminal?

Jackson for the left three. She is unkind to the majority opinion, because it deserves it. She mocks its theory of the case as being absurd, she jams "textualism" down their throats (since it's one of the tools that many in the majority claim to value most for statutory analysis), and flenses them over their crocodile tears for all the other government employees who'd have to worry about accepting a plaque while a man who delivered a million dollars of government money to a dealership then walked in and said "give me money" walks away fat and happy.

What a goddamn joke.

Again, this is the sort of thing that Congress could fix with a trivial update to the law. But Congress doesn't do its job.

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Surgeon General v. Missouri, jawboning

Jawboning is the venerable practice of the government going to reporters, newspapers, and other media people and telling them to write stories favoring their interests and yelling at them when they write stories that expose their weaknesses or cast facts in an unfavorable light.

Cast your minds back to the long distant time of 2021, when government agencies like the CDC were trying to get entities like Facebook and Twitter (!X) to, y'know, not promote false stories about horse dewormer and vaccine dangers.

Now, the list of plaintiffs/appellees in this case is instructive. It's not Facebook, Twitter, et al. It's a couple of states and a handful of yahoos.

The claim is that the government coerced the social media sites into censorship and they were harmed by this (the states are exerting the "right to hear" of their citizens). They're advocating for the right to be told clearly false bullshit. And they're making shit up.

Naturally, they brought suit in a small town in Louisiana so that they could get a specific crazy-ass judge. The judge found for them, and in extensive "fact-finding" found many false things, like misquoting a CDC official to make it sound like he was issuing orders to Facebook. (Mike Masonic at Techdirt documents a lot of the falsehoods in the lower court opinion.) The lower court crazy-ass judge issued a breathtakingly broad injunction, basically preventing hundreds of officials across dozens of agencies from jawboning the media. Not compelling the media from doing anything, because the government cannot in fact compel the media; just jawboning them.

The Fifth Circuit narrowed the injunction to only the agencies that were actually sued. But they upheld the injunction for them. The Court stayed the injunction almost immediately.

Today, they throw the case out altogether. On standing grounds, of course, because this case should never have been allowed in the first place. To bring a federal lawsuit, you must show a) that you were harmed in a particular way b) that the harm can be traced to the defendant's particular act c) that the court can do something specific about. This case fails comprehensively and obviously on the first two -- the plaintiffs were not harmed by social media deciding what to show them and deciding not to promote their posts, and the social media corporations' moderation decisions are not traceable to the government actors. (In fact, if you look into details, the reason for much of the government jawboning is how often the social media operators are not in fact suppressing stories that the government doesn't like.)

This is exactly the same as the mifepristone case from last week: No harm, no case, get this shit out of here, Fifth Circuit smackdown.

Barrett for six, Alito for the BTA in dissent.

Barrett comprehensively dismantles the lower court (and calls out its fictive "facts") and the Fifth Circuit. It's nicely done. It stands as a pendant to Kavanaugh's opinion in the mifepristone case. I would suggest that there is, in fact, a very easy compare-and-contrast paper between the two (and that Kavanaugh would come off the worse in terms of style and originality).

Alito, who will swallow any horseshit the radical right-wing legal cabal gins up, clutches his pearls and falls onto the nearest fainting couch, he's so shocked and appalled and dismayed about how awful the government is, and hyperbolically calls this case "one of the most important free speech cases to reach this Court in years".

Sidebar: Of the three BTA justices: Gorsuch is the most like Scalia, with some principles and only mostly in agreement with the radical right-wing legal cabal, not in the tank for them; Thomas has taken his wins and used them to only move further out his SO UNIQUE YOU GUYS axis (e.g. his insistence on exactly historical models in rights cases). And Alito has gone into his dotage, unable to think any thought that did not ultimately originate in a Federalist Society model argument.

Again, this case is not a victory; it is only a refusal to cede ground. One hopes that the Fifth Circuit's judges learn from their zero-wins term at the Supreme Court. But realistically, no, they won't. They are true believers over there, unbothered by legal reality.