shout out to every kind of curry dish ..... indian curry....thai curry.......japanese curry ... the kind with coconut milk and the kind without.......from the light yellow curry to the bodacious red to the rich brown ....... to the ones more soup like and the ones more gravy like.... to the ones with potatoes and to the ones with chickpeas.........this post is for you
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what are you even supposed to do when youre angry. cant scream at anyone cos im not a dick. cant break anything cos i paid money for that. cant rip my hair out cos i need it on my head. literally what now
The madden gif maker has banned the use of the word “capitalism”.
“Too many people were using our videogame football gif maker to make communist propaganda. We need to put a stop to that.”
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This year some of my favourite books I read were written by indigenous American authors and I just wanted to shout out a couple that I fell in love with
The Only Good Indians by Stephen Graham Jones
Horror being my second most read genre, I did not think books could still get under my skin the way this one did lol. It follows four Blackfoot men who are seemingly being hunted by a vengeful... something... years after a fateful hunting trip that happened just before they went their separate ways. The horror, the dread, the something... pure nightmare fuel 10/10
Moon of the Crusted Snow by Waubgeshig Rice
An apocalyptic novel following an isolated Anishinaabe community in the far north who lose contact with the outside world. When two of their young men return from their college with dire news, they set about planning on how to survive the winter, but when outsiders follow, lines are drawn in the community that might doom them all. This book is all dread all the time, the use of dreams and the inevitability of conflict weighs heavy til the very end. An excellent apocalypse story if you're into that kind of thing.
My Heart is a Chainsaw by Stephen Graham Jones
This book follows Jade, a deeply troubled mixed race teenager with a shitty homelife who's *obsessed* with slasher movies. When she finds evidence that there's a killer running about her soon-to-be gentrified small town, she weaponises that knowledge to predict what's going to happen next. I don't think this book will work for most people, it's a little stream of consciousness, Jade's head is frequently a very difficult place to be in, but by the last page I had so much love for her as a character and the emotional rollercoaster she's on that I had to mention it here.
Elatsoe by Darcie Little Badger
Taking a bit of a left turn but this charming YA murder mystery really stuck with me this year. Elatsoe is a teenage girl living in an America where myths, monsters, and magic are all real every day occurrences. When her cousin dies mysteriously with no witnesses, she decides to do whatever she can, including using her ability to raise the spirits of dead animals, to solve the case. The worldbuilding was just really fun in this one, but the Native American myths and influence were the shining star for me, and the asexual rep was refreshing to see in a YA book too tbh
Split Tooth by Tanya Tagaq
The audiobook, the audiobook, the audiobook!!!! Also the physical book because formatting and illustrations, but the audiobook!!! Tanya Tagaq is an Inuit throat singer, and this novel is a genre blending of 20 years worth of the authors journal entries, poetry, and short stories, that culminates in a truly unique story about a young girl surviving her teenage years in a small tundra town in the 70s. It is sad and beautiful and hard but an experience like nothing else I read this year.
the 90s live action mario movie fucking rules
the setting is fascinating. there's a squalid dystopia in a parallel dimension adjacent to new york where all the machinery is insane shit that throws sparks and steam everywhere and everyone dresses like a garish cyberpunk freak and dinosaurs crawl around like rats and the previous monarch currently exists as a vast network of semisentient fungus choking the city. the guy playing mario gives a genuinely charming performance as a down-on-his-luck italian-american uncle type guy. at one point he successfully seduces a woman by heavily implying he's a high-impact masochist. the general look and feel of the film has kind of a "laser tag set" feel to it but the prac fx used for yoshi (who is a photorealistic dinosaur) and the aforementioned sentient fungus' core is fucking incredible, like decade-class shit, seemingly for no reason. it's deeply committed to a very strange tone and i respect that in a film
btw the in universe reason for why all the machines are like that™️ is because the dinosaurs never died. so theres no oil. obviously. thus, all the cars and everything must be powered with electricity.
OH MY GOD
Look, I know no one wants to hear this but oil is made from algae and plankton.
you know this, and now i also know this. but we must ask: did anyone involved in the production of Super Mario Bros. (1993) know this