If you haven’t white washed anything recently I highly recommend it. Especially on masonry and brick you want to be white.
Yeah I saw a lot of “make your fireplace brick look farmhouse-y!” stuff, but even there it was mixed up with “limewashing” that was supposed to look weathered on day 1
I am trying to learn about whitewashing wood, because making part of the exterior-facing fence white where it’s shaded in under a 40yo coast redwood would reflect enough light for better growing conditions on Blueberry Hill.
And it is infuriating how much of the shit out there – including instructions for “whitewashing” with paint that is not in fact whitewash – is just keyword-running after some vintage farmhouse aesthetic.
I want to turn a wood fence durably white! This has to be the lindy use-case for whitewash! That was Tom Sawyer’s chore!
there’s something so compelling to me about the fact that sometimes leaving a blade or bullet inside the wound it made is the only way to prevent you from bleeding to death. something about the ironic symbolism of it. when the thing designed and intended to kill you is the only thing keeping you alive.
also yes i do enjoy a bit of penetration imagery and the perverse intimacy of violence. if you must know.
When I was first pitching topsoil I had to limit how far I dipped the shovel blade into a pile before rising back because there was a limit to how much I could shove back, but at this point I’m plunging into a full pile until my blade strikes the bedliner and rowing through it like water.
the best song ever made? Well, in 1980 a coked-out Italian producer and a vapid New York society girl made a song about being a mindless hole, for a movie about a male prostitute who gets framed for murder. A few years later Disney approached a novelty musician from the late 50s about making modern music sound like it was sung by cartoon chipmunks for an upcoming piece of direct-to-video shovelware. Then in 2015 someone slowed the cartoon chipmunk cover of the male prostitute song down so the vocals sound normal but it’s the instruments that sound fucked up
Since turning bi I realized that a lot of what I had never really “got” about gay culture honestly really makes sense in terms of relating to men and masculinity from within a queer masculinity yourself…
…which made me realize how much of the rest of it was legacy of a particularly ‘80s counterculture. Which is kind of cool, you’re like “oh this was a way to process while taking distance from the midcentury mainstream culture really distinct from and prior to 90s irony, huh”, but on the other hand yeah of course it was tedious seeing gays flog their Eighties shit into the 21st century
So all this Covid-brain stuff may have taken two and a half years of my life, but now that I only sleep 6 hours a day I have 12.5% more waking life, so I just have to live two more decades and I start coming out ahead.
i learned that there’s a Japanese beetle that when eaten by a frog will haul ass through its digestive system and escape out the back end unscathed (x)
you eat me and i perfectly dodge all of your digestive enzymes and stomach acid and i sprint out your asshole fully intact
