The Journal of Doug Ramsey

I'm taking monitor duty this evening, so anyone who's not going and doing other stuff can absolutely come by and help me eat my way through my annual delivery of a whole crapload of Reese's.

(this year it's those white chocolate ghosties)

Also compliment my super duper custom Batman cape. ;-)

It would appear that somehow, a lot of people seem to be under the general effect of my power.

I've been kind of racking my brain trying to figure out how to rigorously "science the shit out of this" as the line goes. The downside of having one of those powers with pretty 'fuzzy' boundaries. But between the random language breakthroughs and the odd noticing of patterns, I'm about as confident as I can be that something related to my power is happening.

(Heh. Confident...hey Angie, do you -actually- understand statistical intervals now? :D)

Anyways. What remains to be seen (and I am trying to figure out how to actually test) is:
-the size/radius of the phenomenon
-whether it's centered on me or static
-how long it will last
-whether any effects will be temporary

Plus, y'know, trying to determine what the hell actually caused it in the first place.

Thankfully, my power is relatively benign. The worst anyone should encounter is being potentially "stuck" in observing a pattern or speaking a language (this is probably why you're counting so much, Nica). Other than that, you might notice a mild tendency toward echololia (repeating what other people say back to them).

I am available to answer any questions people might have about all this. (keep in mind that "hell if I know" may be an answer)

( found this and I love it )

I'm pretty sure I hear "DOUG NO" "DOUG YES" all the way from Angie and Amanda's suite.

Except I'm not sure which one is saying which. :D

I really want to find a context to send this to someone as a sick burn.

(while simultaneously hating that I understood it even without power translation because I am poketrash)

IT'S MY BIRTHDAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY

gonna party like it's my birfday
gonna eat a Platter at Harry's like it's my birfday
gonna watch a crapton of hockey (even though the Avs are out) like it's my birfday

So come party with me cuz it's my birfday!

Eldritch vowels.

AND I REMEMBERED IT TWO YEARS IN A ROW AW YEAH

(look, the bar is pretty low, but I cleared it)

Being in my mid-30s is weird, like I don't always feel that grown up.

Been a pretty good day - mostly lowkey, lots of good food.

Why is Randall Munroe calling me out like this?

(you got the earth, round, dang)

Because I got a question about it.

I thought I'd show the nanites that have created my prosthetic arm this video:

https://www.reddit.com/r/nextfuckinglevel/comments/qc76vy/realistic_humanoid_robotic_arm_that_uses/

Because it's super neat. And I figured if they needed some reference or ideas about functionality...

No, these little dramatic so-and-sos decided that the real takeaway...

is the ~aEsThEtIc~

and so that's why my arm is currently see-through.

As a board-certified cunning linguist, my take on the chatter of the day is that the world's greatest detective can DEFINITELY find that particular spot.

And anyone who thinks that Talia al-Ghul would procreate without receiving is just deluded.

(Look, if they had said they didn't want that level of content on a show, that'd be one thing, but the DC folks said, and I quote, "heroes don't do that". The hell they don't.)