even smiling makes my face ache."
I take photographs and crack jokes; a meditative creative obsessed with dialogue. I was @JohnCRoscoe on Twitter.
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Ladies and gentlemen, I give you...
🔥CHARIOTS OF TREATS (sound up!)🔥
It's true what the The Be Good Tanyas say: the littlest birds sing the prettiest songs!
#BirdOfTheDay #Singing #Birds #Photography #EastCoastKin #Birders #Birding #NaturePhotography
It's true what the The Be Good Tanyas say: the littlest birds sing the prettiest songs!
#BirdOfTheDay #Singing #Birds #Photography #EastCoastKin #Birders #Birding #NaturePhotography
You're living in a Edgrimlocracy, America.
You're living in a Edgrimlocracy, America.
Experts in wilderness survival, they cover areas of Canada that are not practical for conventional Army units.
Considered to be "always on duty", this is their legendary story.
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Experts in wilderness survival, they cover areas of Canada that are not practical for conventional Army units.
Considered to be "always on duty", this is their legendary story.
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#EastCoastKin #Bird #Photography
Their movements seemed so brave yet furtive — like they thought they were getting away with something — so I set it to some classic 70's heist music.
#EastCoastKin #Bird #Photography
Their movements seemed so brave yet furtive — like they thought they were getting away with something — so I set it to some classic 70's heist music.
Y'know those blue signs that went up in your neighbours' front yards in April of last year?
Turns out, less than half of those people are on our side.
That I find a kind of surprising and very disappointing.
Y'know those blue signs that went up in your neighbours' front yards in April of last year?
Turns out, less than half of those people are on our side.
That I find a kind of surprising and very disappointing.
"Fine whatevs do it launch 'em."
"Are you sure Mr. Pres-"
"Can I get a cheeseburger?"
"Fine whatevs do it launch 'em."
"Are you sure Mr. Pres-"
"Can I get a cheeseburger?"
"And why not? Why *shouldn't* I name my line of designer ladies' apparel Adolf's Gowns? It is my name, after all. Yes, I am sure: paint that sign and I shall proudly set it high above my shop window."
LATER
"Oh shit."
"And why not? Why *shouldn't* I name my line of designer ladies' apparel Adolf's Gowns? It is my name, after all. Yes, I am sure: paint that sign and I shall proudly set it high above my shop window."
LATER
"Oh shit."
If you're on Doug Ford's side and the issue is anything other than how best to line your pockets with real estate developers' bribes or bake a gooey cheesecake...
...you're *probably* on the wrong side.
(And I was being charitable about the cheesecake.)
If you're on Doug Ford's side and the issue is anything other than how best to line your pockets with real estate developers' bribes or bake a gooey cheesecake...
...you're *probably* on the wrong side.
(And I was being charitable about the cheesecake.)
But their *actual* motivations are less whimsical and more sinister.
Francesco Schettino should get a job in infection control.
He'd fit right in.
But their *actual* motivations are less whimsical and more sinister.
"No, they haven't. They're out there with pitchforks and-"
"The local milkmaids have bared their rosy throats and await my embrace with bated breath."
"That's not even remotely-"
"The dawn will never come."
"You seem... pooped out. Wanna suck a rat or something?"
"No, they haven't. They're out there with pitchforks and-"
"The local milkmaids have bared their rosy throats and await my embrace with bated breath."
"That's not even remotely-"
"The dawn will never come."
"You seem... pooped out. Wanna suck a rat or something?"
Pah! I suppose next you're going to tell me that calculators don't do math, submarines are not excellent swimmers and my thermostat's love for me isn't the real thing — there there, Thermy. Shhh. Don't listen to the bad man.
Pah! I suppose next you're going to tell me that calculators don't do math, submarines are not excellent swimmers and my thermostat's love for me isn't the real thing — there there, Thermy. Shhh. Don't listen to the bad man.
BONUS! You get a #MacroPhotography close up of the lichen he's pecking AT NO EXTRA COST. (Well, yes, it *was* free to start with, but still.)
#BOTD #EastCoastKin #Bird #Birds #Birding #BirdWatching #Photography #Birders
BONUS! You get a #MacroPhotography close up of the lichen he's pecking AT NO EXTRA COST. (Well, yes, it *was* free to start with, but still.)
#BOTD #EastCoastKin #Bird #Birds #Birding #BirdWatching #Photography #Birders
• Run your government like a business.
• Serve your citizens like a racquet ball.
• Fix your healthcare like a randy Doberman.
"The slick-talking businessman who wanted to run Quebec like a company ended up blaming immigrants and minorities for all our problems — like every other conservative politician who’s run out of ideas."
#polqc
• Run your government like a business.
• Serve your citizens like a racquet ball.
• Fix your healthcare like a randy Doberman.
Sure! I'll have a go:
Hoovering up strangers' hot aspirated spit carrying a new bat virus is bad for you. Don't do that. Wear an n95 mask.
How'd I do?
I’m a bit cranky cos world leaders decided to infect every last human with a virus I don’t think most of them even understand at the most basic level…
Sure! I'll have a go:
Hoovering up strangers' hot aspirated spit carrying a new bat virus is bad for you. Don't do that. Wear an n95 mask.
How'd I do?
Please enjoy these two downy woodpeckers — my contribution for today's #BirdOfTheDay, the theme being #TwoOfAKind. #birds #photography #EastCoastKin #naturephotography #birding #BirdLife #wildlife
Please enjoy these two downy woodpeckers — my contribution for today's #BirdOfTheDay, the theme being #TwoOfAKind. #birds #photography #EastCoastKin #naturephotography #birding #BirdLife #wildlife
Maybe I imagined it.
Maybe I imagined it.
"I am drunk, long dead, and utterly disgusted by you. Leave me be, you insufferable quince."
"I am drunk, long dead, and utterly disgusted by you. Leave me be, you insufferable quince."
Mr. Poilievre is walling himself into a corner of the cellar beneath Stornoway so he never has to leave.
Mr. Poilievre is walling himself into a corner of the cellar beneath Stornoway so he never has to leave.
"No."
"Sell me your wallet?"
"It's not for sale."
"Look, one way or another — I'm taking your wallet."
"No, you are not."
"Uh... I'll make everything you *do* sell more expensive for-"
"I think we're done here."
"Wait! Spare some change?"
"No."
"Sell me your wallet?"
"It's not for sale."
"Look, one way or another — I'm taking your wallet."
"No, you are not."
"Uh... I'll make everything you *do* sell more expensive for-"
"I think we're done here."
"Wait! Spare some change?"
"Look, I'm no fan of these blasted Huns and their death-raining Luftwaffe, but by Jingo I shan't be denied my Holunder Plätzchen!"
"Look, I'm no fan of these blasted Huns and their death-raining Luftwaffe, but by Jingo I shan't be denied my Holunder Plätzchen!"