You should name him Putty! Think of all the fun nicknames!
- Putt Putt
- Putters
- Putter Butter
- Putty Tat
- Puttykins
- Puttersworth
- Putt Patrol
- Puttzilla
- Putt Muffin
- Putty Buddy
- Putticus Maximus
- Sir Puttersworth
- Puttapotamus
The possibilities are endless!
Day of Wrath (1943) is a Danish masterpiece that feels remarkably relevant today.
Set during the witch trials, it explores religious authoritarianism, sexual repression, misogyny, and the terrifying consequences of a society that values ideological conformity over truth.
Its extraordinary cinematography produces images that have remained etched in my mind for years.
What makes it so compelling is how ordinary people become instruments of cruelty when fear and moral certainty replace empathy and reason. Over 80 years later, its themes are disturbingly familiar.
I highly recommend it.
I know this is supposed to be funny, but I have to admit this one actually hurt a little.
I've struggled with this for most of my life. I know I have a tendency to take things more seriously than other people, and I wish I could explain how exhausting that can be sometimes.
It's not that I don't understand humor or that I can't appreciate a joke. It's that my brain immediately starts looking for the meaning behind things, questioning the implications, trying to understand why something is funny in the first place.
I've spent years wondering if there's something wrong with the way I engage with the world. I've lost connections with people because of it, and there have been plenty of moments where I've walked away from a conversation wondering why I couldn't just be normal and laugh along with everyone else.
Sometimes I just want to feel like I belong.
4 isn't a rule, but an eventuality.
What the French toast!?
Everyday is black cat day!
This reminds me of a beautiful scene from Studio Ghibli's Only Yesterday.
Taeko is looking out over the lush Japanese countryside, marveling at the beauty of nature. The rolling hills, the trees, the fields stretching into the distance. She's captivated by it all, much like the sentiment in this post. The Earth just keeps giving us these wonderful things, as though it's the most ordinary thing in the world.
But Toshio, a young farmer, gently offers her another perspective. He explains that much of the landscape she's admiring isn't untouched nature at all. Generations of people have planted those trees, cultivated those fields, and shaped the countryside through their care and labor.
I love that moment because neither of them is wrong. Taeko sees the wonder of what the Earth gives us, while Toshio sees the generations of human hands that have helped nurture it.
There's something deeply romantic about that relationship. Humanity isn't separate from nature. We're part of it. And some of the most beautiful things in this world are what we've created together.
She slept better last night. The sores in her mouth didn't hurt as much, but her nail beds felt worse.
Three weeks between infusions let's her hair grow back just a little between each. She looks cute with a little fuzz on top.
She still smiles. It fills me with joy every time. Laughing hurts but those smiles....
I watch her through the night. I don't recognize her anymore. Her breaths come differently, but the sound still helps me fall asleep.
The greatest difference between us and our distant ancestors isn't intelligence. It's the knowledge we've inherited. Education is humanity's greatest achievement.
We all stand on the shoulders of those who came before us. I'm grateful to those who lifted us up, and I'll humbly do my part to lift those who come after us.
You aren't in traffic, you are traffic.
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