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Time for an #introductions

I'm a white cishet man, more or less living at the top of Privilege Mountain, trying to learn to dismantle and undermine that privilege.

Things I'm into:
• #roleplaying
• #linguistics
• #socialjustice
• #software
• #parenting
• #reading
• #videogames
• #kindposting
• #lego
• #comics
• #argyle

Things I'm (interested in?) learning about:
• #socialism
• #coops
• #urbanplanning
• And all the stuff above, naturally.

This is, of course, incomplete. 🤷🏻‍♂️

Uh. What do you do when the #introductions post you pinned to your profile is out of date? I guess you make a follow-up post with the correction, pin it and hope people notice?

Anyway, uh, in the above post, I describe myself as "cishet", but I figured out I'm actually pansomethingual? Only in the last, like, 8 months or so. I'm still a white cis man, so the thing about Privilege Mountain is still pretty accurate, though. But, yeah.

Good morning, bits and bytes.

Good morning, gentles all. 🌇

Just had a thought: sauerkraut and fruit. Would it be yummy if you picked a fruit with some sour in it like a strawberry? Or something? Anybody with better cooking instincts got any thoughts?

So now I hate those commercials a lot less and I had to share all that with y'all. Sorry not sorry.

Then we hatched the idea of going out AO3 and posting this on the Sonic section, then acting confused when people are mad there's not hedgehogs in there.

Also the idea of redubbing and re-editing the video of those commercials to make some kind of compelling, character-driven narrative thing. In black-and-white.

Or just a super cute if all the moments from all those commercials that they're _not_ talking.

Then we hot on it: It's not actually lewd at all. It's a super cheesey romantic fic about sharing a foot-long hotdog.

"This is too big. I'm not actually that hungry."

"I'll elo you eat it."

"OK. Want me to cut it in half?"

"No, it's fine. We'll get it on both sides."

It's Lady and the Tramp with a Sonic hotdog.

After we're done dying of laughter, we have this lengthy debate about is there now a _third_ person involved (I'm the very first story???) or is it that one of them is eat a hot dog or what the hell is the possible meaning of this title. And also how is it that the first several pics are all just lewd hotdog puns.

I said, "No, dude! I'm starting _another_ Patreon to collect money to pay you NOT to write that shit!"

He says, "Sold!"

"Yeah. We'll get it on both sides," I say, "Which is also the title of the first fic."

I'm hanging out with my friend and he goes on this thing about how werid Patreon is. That it allows people to make a (kind of) living doing SUPER niche creative work. So that you might meet someone at a party and be like, "What do you do?" and they might say, "I write erotic gay fanfic about those two dudes in the Sonic commercials."

So then I go on a soap box about how much I hate those commercials and all these reasons and he's like, "So you're not backing my Patreon is what I'm hearing."