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I am watching The Domestics and, as always, I am impressed with how much work people are willing to put into their post-apocalyptic schticks. I only put make-up on if I have an appointment with someone other than the dogs, yet these people are out there running around in the…Texas? I don’t know, there’s a dude in a Stetson on the screen right now so I’m just assuming…heat wearing furry costumes and metal gimp masks.
It’s never just some dude who’s going to kick your neb in if you don’t give him your pies, it’s all baroque aesthetics, ultraviolence, and a lot of creepiness. I mean, I know I’d die early on in one of these scenarios, but if I WAS going to survive I’d hope I’d not waste so much time and resources on decor.
I mean, OK that one guy was clearly a fully signed up furry in the before times, so he probably had that collie mask ready to go. For the rest of them, I think that maybe they should spend more of their resources on plumbing and less on creepy neon signs.
It’s a thought, that’s all.
…look, January has been a rough month. There’s not a lot to talk about that’s not gonna just be me whinging. So you get my least focused today!
In other news, though! I will be at ShiMMer, Wonderland, and Indie Pride this year. I’m really looking forward to it!
Dick Move, the new novella in the Island Confidential series is out soon!!
When Danny Shaw's ex dumped the job of returning some...personal items...to a short list of his previous conquests on him that seemed like imposition enough. Until he opened the bag and found that the items in question could best be described as extremely intimate and disturbingly detailed.
But when life gives you a bag of hyper-realistic sex toys, modeled after penises your ex knew and admired, what else is there to do but find the biggest dick you know and ask if one of them is his?
Meanwhile, all Will wanted was a quiet night out. Not that he was going to turn down a chance to spend time with Danny, even if it did lead to some weird conversations.
An Island Confidential Novella
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I always find articles like these fascinating. We try and try to pin down a metric, a formula, to tell when someone is lying. Really, though, it always comes down to vibes. Even on Lie to Me (which I loved) the Lightman team might have wrapped everything up in science to convince their clients, but it was mostly Cal Lightman’s inexplicable hunches and relentless willingness to be an asshole to anyone at any given time.
We naturally detect lies all the time. It could be a dip in our partner’s voice alerting us to the fact that they’re concealing their emotions; a child’s eyes drifting back to the drawer containing a present they weren’t supposed to open; or an implausible story told by a colleague trying to explain why the company’s petty cash has gone missing.
Yet we also often fail to detect lies. Why? Researchers have been trying to answer this question for over a century and the liars are still slipping through our fingers. But the latest research may help shine a light on where we’ve been going wrong.
I want to see the finished version of this dress SO MUCH.
I love this song. And their hair is so pretty.
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