Cane as in, like, bamboo. Not a walking cane

We have a computer repair shop in my town that does not do computer repair. Ask them if they can fix something, the answer is always "we don't do that." Even simple shit like screen repair on cell phones, which they have signs on their windows saying they do. "We don't do that." My landlord owns the local radio station, he says they've tried to get them to do computer repair for them. "we don't do that." Factory I worked out tried them. "We don't do that" Friend needed keyboard repaired on laptop. "We don't do that" I'm so convinced at this point that whenever I meet a local business owner I ask them who they use for any computer repair, and it's always the same answer as to why they don't use this one place, that's a big store, in the only strip mall in town. They only have one dude in the store, who's constantly got some right wing radio or YouTuber on. There's no other employees, no reasonable way they're affording the outrageous rent for such prime real estate. There aren't many businesses in this town, and almost all of them use someone from the bigger city 35 minutes away

On top of all of that, there used to be a Mexican grocery store in town (in the same parking lot, in fact) that never actually sold any food, and would always say they were closed if you walked in. They got shut down because they were apparently part of a group that was bringing in undocumented workers. The dude who owns the computer repair place is the cousin of the guy who owned the Mexican grocery store.

I mean, if you gave me the choice of a cheese necklace or one of those horrid candy necklace that just made your neck sticky, I'd take a cheese necklace every day. Be great for my drive.

"you skin into the house" is a new one for me

Also, that looks less like a switch and more like a fucking cane. Mr. True went easy on this fella

What's wild to me is the sutures. That's a detail I didn't expect on a carving of a skull, and it makes me wonder how many real skulls the artist held in his hand to compare. I'm 99% sure it's all ivory, the area above the teeth looks just a little too smooth for it to be a actual skull, but good GOD is that detailed and amazing

I never fully appreciated how sexual that song was until hearing it sung by children's characters just now. I'm deeply uncomfortable.

It's [a song](Bette Davis Eyes https://g.co/kgs/BK7y7F8) that's referencing two silver screen era actresses. Garbo was famous for her standoffishness and an iconic sigh, and Bette had these incredible, large eyes.

If you've never seen a Bette (pronounced Betty) Davis movie, she was absolutely fucking fierce. Seriously, she could be a rapid dog in a ballgown when she wanted to be, but she could also play demure, shrinking violets when she needed to. She had a bit fued with Joan Crawford. She only ever made one movie with her (Whatever Happened to Baby Jane), but my favorite movie of her's is Hush Hush, Sweet Charlotte, and I highly, highly recommend literally every human check that one out.

I'm a bit of a Bette stan

Labor is entitled to all it creates, but that doesn't necessarily mean each laborer should receive the full value of what that individual laborer creates. It means that the laboring class should receive the full value of what the laboring class creates. Following that logic all the way through, it necessitates that labor be the only class, and thus a classless system. There are... A few different ideas on what that system should look like, with various and myriad different levels of complexity (and authoritarianism), but the basic idea is that ownership of the tools by which we ensure our survival (ie, the means of production, the productive materials) should not be held by an elite few who profit wildly off the labor of the vast majority of us. They should instead be held in common (again, different models ranging from a worker co-op to a fully planned economy with the state standing in as a sort of proxy for the worker), and thus the value created by the laborers who are working those productive machines is more equitably distributed.

Basically, if Tim Apple wasn't around and Apple could be run as a worker co-op, each employee could be making a ridiculous amount of money. Or, more realistically, each employee could make a living wage, and the excess could be funnelled back into the business for innovation, expansion, whatever. If you extend that out and apply the model to an entire national economy, you could use those excess funds for healthcare, infrastructure, UBI, food assistance, bombing brown kids. All the stuff that nation states like to do.

Used to live at a place with a massive coyote population. We got em here, too, but nothing like that. Nightly they'd yip as they ran around our yard, dozens of them. Every single night. You'd sometimes see them like a whirlwind, literally circling the house and making the craziest loud group noise. It didn't last long, as there got to be more human activity at the house (it had been empty for a while, and then occupied by a lone meth head who never went outside) they found other grounds up in the woods. But for the first several weeks we were there it was terrifying to even consider going outside past dusk. If you left something in the car, you just had to wait til morning for it.

Freya! Who fell asleep while playing.

That sounds exactly like the name of a Norse tale partially Christianized by Snori Sturluson. Freyja is enjoying her time with the Aesir, but one day she falls asleep while playing a game with Loki, who is so taken aback at her beauty while she sleeps peacefully among the Heather that he hires several svartalfar to create a bronze statue of her beauty, but the svartalf are so good in their craft that Loki falls in love with the statue, tricks Odin into breathing life into it, and marries it, but it goes mad knowing it is a construct, and takes over Freyja's life, and eventually they come to an agreement where they trade places once every 100 years, and no one knows who the original is to this day

This one is a stretch for me, honestly. I'm willing to have my mind changed, but prepubescent nudity was pretty common place before relatively recently. Like even super conservative sexually repressed Victorians didn't really consider baby nudity to be... Nudity. Like, there's just no there there, y'know? Kinda like how today you've got album covers like that nekkid baby in the pool, or they show female babies without a shirt on in movies/on TV. Because before a certain age it's just a nonissue.

Again, maybe I feel that way because I'm not into cherubim penis? Are there people super into nekkid baby angels and I'm just too sheltered to know about it?

No change necessary, but fishes is a perfectly acceptable and correct plural of fish, and so much more fun to say!