I like that the suicide prevention number is wrong. It should still dial, but funny.

I hissed “yessssssss” when the squirrel made it across the busy road safe and sound.

Yeah possibly ace. You mentioned trauma, this could be theirs, and they’re not necessarily at a stage they understand it in the same way you were once, before coming to the term comphet.

I could be projecting but it feels familiar to me.

There are plenty of people who I also wish my email finds them in a nettle bush.

Lots of overlap with autism and trans and non binary people too, my local queer space is awesome for this.

Herdberger

I often have dreams where I’m trying to use my phone, many of them in emergencies and I’m trying to call for help. But the interface is so broken and enshitified I can’t get to what I need.

I deleted Facebook, messenger and WhatsApp. Anyone who doesn’t want to use signal has my number to SMS text. Which is shit and chargeable. They may come around.

Patrick Stewart is like that joke about Japan living in the year 2000 since the 80s

Hugh’s That Girl?

What’s Love Got To Hugh With It?

Hugh Can Play That Game

A Hugh Good Men

How Am I Supposed to Live Without Hugh?

Hughdunnnit

My favourite Colm Meaney scene is from a film in the 90sish, he’s a traditional man of his era type in Ireland who’s teenage daughter gets pregnant outside of wedlock. He’s very conservative but tries to understand his daughter and her situation and womanhood. Leading to a bit where he’s in bed with his wife.

He disappears under the duvet and his wife all shocked screams Ooh! OOH! Grabs him by the head and drags him up and demands to know WHERE DID YOU LEARN THAT??

“OWWW! From a book! Just a book!”

“WHAT BOOK??”

“<daughter’s> book!!”

“What do you mean <daughter’s> book??”

He’s read his daughter’s sexual health and pregnancy book, learned what the clitoris is, and…

I would welcome a Bitish competitive elimination reality show based only on that name. Hugh Dares, Wins or something.

DESBIAN, fantastic

Reminds me of a comedy sketch in the 90s with I think Hugh Laurie, set in a scifi scene.

Alien Woman: “Captain, tell me about your human emotion, love”

Hugh: <long description of how love is the primal essence of humanity and the fundamental element that binds us together>

Alien Woman: “I see. So what is oral sex?”

Hugh: <stammers>

O’Neill: they actually fell for that DAMMIT I should have said Guinness. Such an excellent alternative to… food.