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Sebastian Malloy

Sebastian Malloy

I had my first typewriter at five years old. I have been writing ever since. All the words on this blog are true, in one way or another. All of the art is as well. Thanks for visiting, and I hope you enjoy your stay.

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All posts (106)

We have a psycho kitty. He’s always been a psycho kitty. We thought he always would be a psycho kitty. Except. Since moving to the woods, he has mellowed considerably. He was never a mean cat, just prone to panic attacks and freaking out over… well, things. Here is a partial list of causes of his freakouts: The dog...
None: both of them will make me fall asleep. Zzzz. Send me an email Latest 3 posts 09 Aug, 2026 What’s the Difference Between Laying On the Couch With a Cat or Laying On the Couch With a Human Baby? 07 Aug, 2026 The Optimism of Yesteryear 06 Aug, 2026 Today Was a Special Day Older Posts I'd Like You to See 05 Nov,...
I subscribe to more podcasts than I have the time to actually listen to, and so I’ve got a large backlog going back several years. Currently, I’m working through mid-2021. Hush. I know I have a problem. You don’t need to point it out. Anyway, what I’m finding both simultaneously charming and soul crushing is how so...
I had a lunch of takeout sushi in my car and managed not to drip any soy on my shirt. If you knew me, you’d know that this is definitely a win for me. You may now send applause my way. Send me an email Latest 3 posts 06 Aug, 2026 Today Was a Special Day 05 Aug, 2026 Chatting While the Robot Lawnmower Mows 04 Aug,...
I spent some down time at work today chatting with an 86 year old man, both of us standing in the lobby, neither of us in any rush. It wasn’t any sort of serious conversation about anything meaningful, just two people killing a little time. While we were chatting, I noticed a robot lawnmower across the street, doing...
… I think about how, when I was four years old, my mother put me in a Catholic daycare so that she could return to the workforce (we were not Catholic) only to pull me out in short order because with my long hair and delicate features (such a hippie child) the nuns kept thinking I was a girl and sending me to use...
It’s rained for a good portion of the day, which was a welcome change. Even though Maine is filthy with lakes and ponds and rivers, it’s also apparently in a drought, or so I’ve heard. Many wells in the area have gone dry, but fortunately ours is not one of them. I have lived in some extremely dry places in the...
… but I’m also not not saying we should punch people with smart glasses either. (Seriously, don’t punch people with smart glasses.) (But do take their glasses off and step on them.) (Violence is never an answer.) (Except when breaking smart glasses.) (Happy Blaugust.) Send me an email Latest 3 posts 02 Aug, 2026 I’m...
Because I have a very hard time finishing things I start. Send me an email Latest 3 posts 02 Aug, 2026 Ten Reasons Why I Will Fail at Blaugust 30 Jul, 2026 Don’t Say the S-Word on Bear, Apparently (Update: I Was Wrong, So Oops and Hail Satan!) 30 Jul, 2026 Online Friends vs Summoning Goats In Your Basement Older...
So the title of my last post was originally “Online Friends vs Raising Satan In Your Basement,” which I reposted with a new title: “Online Friends vs Summoning Goats In Your Basement.” Why the retitle, you may wonder? Well, that post refused to appear in Bear’s Discover feed, which is just… weird? I’m not getting...
Speaking as a Gen-Xer, at our age there’s one of two ways to make new friends in this world. The first is online. The second is: This is a special shoutout to the friends I’ve made online over the years, and also the ones I’ve had to call up in the basement via a pentagram and a few pieces of my dusty old soul. I...
Speaking as a Gen-Xer, at our age there’s one of two ways to make new friends in this world. The first is online. The second is: This is a special shoutout to the friends I’ve made online over the years, and also the ones I’ve had to call up in the basement via a pentagram and a few pieces of my dusty old soul. I...

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