Now and then, I post here from NASA’s Astronomy Picture of the Day. I read there every day; it’s a good way to begin the day online, for me. Anyway, today, there is a link, Jigsaw Galaxy: Astronomy Puzzle of the Day So, being curious, I clicked it, and it’s pretty neat. If you like to do jigsaws, take a look!
Trump Struggles Speaking After Being Humiliated By Iran
A Few Current Event-Related & Other Funny Short Vids
Gah-this one won’t embed, and it’s hilarious!! It’s about POTUS’s failed businesses. Do click; it’s great!
https://youtube.com/shorts/Kcol2OLmmko?si=jbo2a_Rarb8s-rsO
A Quick Women’s History Month Post
from Nancy Beiman! It’s about women in animation work. It’s rare to hear of them.
My Ears are Burning
they were already a little floppy
This review appeared on Facebook yesterday. I do not know Mr. Highson, but I read his columns.
My blushes, Watson.
Mr. Highson posts the cover of the first edition of Animated Performance on the Facebook post. The second edition, an essentially ‘new’ book, is available from Bloomsbury Press.
https://www.bloomsbury.com/ca/animated-performance-9781501376672/
It’s nice of him to speak of me during Women’s History Month. Now let’s hear about the other female animators. One of my students, Ami Thompson, appears on the first page of this site. There are many others.
https://greatwomenanimators.com/
Animation really does let you ‘play’ any character; your sex, age, ethnic group do not matter. It allows you to act without anyone staring at you; there are many introverts in this profession!
that’s all for today, folks.
Note To Scottie re Emails:
I read and responded to the emails. Just so you know. Maybe they won’t be so hard to find if you get there pretty quick?
A #No Kings Report
Jeff Tiedrich uses blue language. It’s easily ignored if you don’t care for blue language; this is some great coverage of yesterday. Also, Bluesky posts don’t embed easily on WP, so really, this is better on the page. Just click on the link directly below. It’s also mostly here, but you’ll have to click on the Bluesky posts to see the excellent photos; they didn’t embed.
No Kings 3, fuck yeah
massive protests coast to coast — and country to country
let’s start off with a bang, and put the hero of the day right up top. ladies and gents, I give you the Poet Laureate of No Kings Day.
‘see you later, alligator. at your trial, pedophile’ — now that’s a message we can all get behind.
we did it again, folks. in fact, We the People outdid ourselves. yesterday’s No Kings 3 was the largest single-day protest in U.S. history.
over eight million of us gathered peacefully coast to coast, to rise up as one and convey a singular message: fuck you, you fucking fuck — you’re not our king.
wait, did I say coast to coast? no, it was the entire world telling Donny Convict to fuck straight off.
check out this ginormous crowd in London.
(just click the link to see the post on Bluesky. How it works, I guess. -A)
HAPPENING NOW: A HUGE crowd has gathered in London, England for a protest against the far right in coordination with the No Kings day protests in the US
[image or embed]— alexjungle.bsky.social (@alexjungle.bsky.social) March 28, 2026 at 10:07 AM
and at the Bastille in Paris.
In 1789, furious protesters stormed the Bastille in Paris. This marks the start of the French Revolution that put an end to the highly corrupt, rotten regime of aristocrats and the ultra rich. Yesterday, thousands joined a #NoKings protest at the Bastille.
[image or embed]— Hendrik Klaassens #FBPE #FBR #BanX (@aurorablogspot.bsky.social) March 29, 2026 at 4:39 AM
Scotland fucking loathes Donny.
Solidarity from #Scotland. 🏴🇺🇸 #NoKings
[image or embed]— Dial M for Madeye 🏴 🇮🇪 🏴 (@carnaptiousmadeye.bsky.social) March 29, 2026 at 1:32 AM
so does Portugal.
Germany’s seen this movie before, and they want no part of its sequel.
two stalwarts showed up in the town of Ballarat, Victoria, Australia.
holy shit, there was even one homey who parked himself in front of the US embassy in Tallinn, the capital of Estonia.
this dude fucking rules. he held the exact same one-person protest during the previous No Kings Day last October.
meanwhile, back here in the US of A, the crowds were gi-fucking-normous.
over two hundred thousand people showed up in Boston.
(This is a gif on the story page.)
of course, Boston is in the major leagues when it comes to protesting. they’ve been perfecting this shit since 1773.
another two hundred thousand showed up at the rally in the Twin Cities.
We are estimating more than 200,000 people at the flagship No Kings rally in the Twin Cities. #NoKings
[image or embed]— Indivisible ❌👑 (@indivisible.org) March 28, 2026 at 2:37 PM
while we’re in the Twin Cities, you need to hear this chunk from comedian Lizz Winstead’s great speech.
“I’m so proud of you. you chased out of this state pure evil. you chased them out. you chased out the fun-size fascist Greg Bovino. you chased out that evil Kristi Noem. Kristi Noem is so evil, I’m starting to think that that dog took his own life. just couldn’t take it. ‘is this my future? I need to get out. I’m taking the goat with me.’”
Times Square in New York City was packed to the gills.
(This is a gif, for effect, but those tend to transmit as an image on WP.)
so was Chicago.
San Francisco does not screw around. at Ocean Beach, protesters formed a human banner telling Donny to get the fuck out.
check out deeply-red Boise, Idaho, folks. even Republicans are fed up with this shit.
Bill Kristol, who used to be the biggest neocon in the world and is now an actual goddamned social progressive, was in Waltham, MA.
huge crowds were everywhere — except for one place: the CPAC conference in Texas.
while millions of people were protesting the fucked-up reign of Mad King Donny, CPAC couldn’t even fill one small room. look at this clownfuckingly pathetic display.
it’s as if Sad Trombone became a real political party.
now let’s check out some heroes — like this dude in Seattle.
we definitely need to gif this hilarious shit for posterity’s sake.
(See it on the story page; it’s excellent!)
it was raining frogs in the District of Columbia.
we’re going to need to gif that shit, too.
(You know what to do.)
handmaidens bearing the names of Jeffrey Epstein’s degenerate BFFs showed up in Nashville.
there’s no way we’re not giffing that shit.
(Go.)
hey, do you know who can go fuck themselves all the way to Mars? the Los Angeles Police Department, that’s who. these goons couldn’t make it through the day without arresting a protester who was dressed up as the Statue of Liberty.
A remarkable photo from #NoKings in DTLA from Connor Sheets of @latimes.com http://www.latimes.com/california/l…
[image or embed]— sam³⁰⁰⁰ (@samgavin.com) March 28, 2026 at 9:09 PM
great optics, you guys. bravo. ten out of ten — no notes.
fuck those fucking fucks. let’s go out with a bang. here are some of the best protest signs from around the country.
(Just go see it all. You’ll be sorry if you don’t!) Snip
and finally, once again, our unknown poet laureate from Ellsworth, Maine.
as for Sundowning Grandpa Bugfuck, he was unusually silent — and nowhere to be seen. there were none of his usual protest-day batshit meltdowns on the feed of his crappy app. he couldn’t even be bothered to post AI slop of himself shitting on protesters, as he did last October.
he just spent the day holed up in Motel-a-Lago. according to his official schedule, the lazy fuck didn’t even bother to cheat at golf.
I’ve got a news flash for you, Donny: America is sick of you. aside from your brain-dead cultists who are too fucking stupid to understand what’s going on, nobody voted for this shit.
nobody voted for the historic and stately East Wing to be demolished so that you can replace it with some vulgar Epstein Dance Hall™ — and speaking of your dead pedo bestie, nobody voted for the continuing cover-up of a massive pedophile ring.
nobody voted for off-the-charts corruption and greed.
nobody voted for masked ICE thugs teargassing children, and murdering anyone who looks at them funny. nobody voted for innocent immigrants to be disappeared off the streets and shipped off to far-away slave-labor gulags.
nobody voted for the price of everything continuing to skyrocket — especially when you promised bring all that shit down on Day One.
nobody voted for our allies to be insulted and ignored, or for Ukraine to be thrown to the wolves, or for Greenland to be perpetually harassed, or for Venezuela to become a vassal state.
and nobody voted for an unwinnable clusterfuck of a don’t-you-dare-call-it-a-war in Iran — certainly not one that shut down the Strait of Hormuz, destabilized the entire Middle East, and sent the price crude through the roof.
guess what, Donny: you’re such a loathsome piece of shit that over eight million people took to the streets yesterday to deliver this singular message: fuck you, you fucking fuck — you’re not our king, and you never will be.
boo fucking hoo, bro. sucks to be you.
have a great Sunday, everyone. you earned it.
Republican Vampire Can’t Sell This
Enjoy Some Clay Jones This Morning!
Mr. Johnson No Johnson
Gonads are gone-gone
(Clay Jones publishes with his toons; his writing is always spot on. Click the title above to go to the page.)
Grifting With The Aliens
Those aliens are going to starve
Just Some Stuff
A Couple Of The Bloggess’s Substacks
Leave room for yourself
Dear friend,
This week I’ve been struggling a little with the fact that I can’t do all of the things that I want to. My book comes out next week (you’re in it!) and I feel so excited and lucky but also terrified and filled with dread. I worry people won’t like it…that no one will show up to the book tour…that I’m failing my publisher because I can’t do some of the things that most authors would jump at because I just don’t have the energy or mental strength to say yes to everything without making myself sick. I even felt a little bad about drawing this week when I probably should be doing author stuff.
But then I reminded myself that I need this quiet drawing time (is it considered “quiet” when I’m doing it while binging Dexter? I say yes.) to keep myself sane and to replenish my energy and to remind myself that I am more than just my work, and that it’s okay to not work yourself to exhaustion even if it’s for something you love.
I suspect we all struggle with this. Perhaps as parents or partners or in our career…the urge to try to be more than our bodies and minds allow, but not being able to because you are…human. It’s so easy to put ourselves last when it’s for something else that you care about.
“There is a fine line between beautiful and suffocating. Don’t forget to leave room for yourself.”
So this is a reminder from me to you to make time for yourself if you can. To rest. To create. To refill your cup. There is so much beauty in what we do for others, for our work and for our passions…but there is also a necessary beauty in what we do for ourselves…a beauty we often forget.
Sending love (and quiet moments of calm repose even when watching serial killer shows)
~me
From the road
This morning I was in New York filming the Today Show where I managed to talk about explosive diarrhea, fears of my foot falling off, apologized for using my hands too much, sat on them, promptly pulled my hands back out bc I can’t talk without them and then made all the anchors put pencils in their mouths…all within about 4 minutes. By this afternoon I was in Amish country in Pennsylvania where I met some very nice “fancy Amish” people (this is a real thing) and did not pet a horse even though I really wanted to. Tomorrow afternoon I’ll be in Lancaster for my first tour stop and signing even though technically my book doesn’t officially come out until Tuesday. Then it’s back to NYC, and then a stop in New Hampshire for another reading and signing and then I get to go home for a week to rest for the next round. I’m feeling tired, happy, lucky, scared, excited, embarrassed…all of the things. Oh, and did I mention my first book got banned from a Texas high school after a senate bill deemed it obscene and profane? It’s been a busy week. I would link to everything but I can’t figure out how to do this with my phone
I should have written all this before I left but i was overwhelmed with packing all the wrong things and so instead I’m writing this tonight, on the eve of my first new book event in over half a decade, to distract myself from the fear and from the incredibly loud but very happy drunken wedding taking place two rooms down from mine. It feels like you’re here, in a weird way. I know that’s strange, but it’s comforting.
I’ve drawn in planes and cars and green rooms to keep my hands and mind busy but it’s a jerky mess so instead I’m sharing a drawing from my new book, because it seems fitting while I’m traveling so much in spite of the fact that I never know where I am. It’s an adventure, after all, if I look at it with the right kind of eyes.
I super crazy love you,
Jenny
Scottie's Playtime 