L.G.
loafergazer.bsky.social
L.G.
@loafergazer.bsky.social
I never said I was a genius.
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Twin Peaks: Audrey Horne spying.
December 13, 2025 at 7:33 PM
We need more dinosaur gardens
dinosaur gardens, route 23, ossineke, michigan, 1988
December 13, 2025 at 7:28 PM
🎵Just nod if you can hear me🎵
December 13, 2025 at 7:18 PM
Seems like everyone’s doing well.
December 13, 2025 at 7:01 PM
I’ve been listening to Mike Campbell’s rock n roll memoir, HEARTBREAKER. In describing the first time he met Stevie Nicks, he writes that she materialized in the room like “Venus on a coke spoon.”
December 13, 2025 at 6:38 PM
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Lugubrious supermarket holiday music this morning has a real “happy birthday to a guy who got murdered in his thirties” vibe
December 13, 2025 at 1:31 PM
Imagining a Jimmy Durante rendition of “Santa Baby.”
I just took a leak next to Santa Claus.
December 13, 2025 at 6:26 PM
There’s nothing like visiting your hometown to remind you why you split in the first place.
December 13, 2025 at 6:20 PM
I just took a leak next to Santa Claus.
December 13, 2025 at 6:15 PM
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“My seeds will not grow,” said Toad.

“You are shouting too much,” said Frog, “These poor seeds are afraid to grow.”
December 7, 2025 at 8:37 PM
I enjoy the lurking feeling of dread that accompanies me on my travels.
December 6, 2025 at 8:00 PM
Blessed hotel shower.
December 5, 2025 at 3:23 PM
I suddenly feel very old.
December 5, 2025 at 2:35 PM
My poor pal
Went out boozin’ with an ancient pal. Minimal regrets…
December 5, 2025 at 6:03 AM
🤷‍♂️
Really, really, seriously fucked up rn. Wives driving husbands home shit. Raymond Carver territory.
December 5, 2025 at 5:57 AM
Correction: Huge regrets. Stay tuned…
Went out boozin’ with an ancient pal. Minimal regrets…
December 5, 2025 at 5:47 AM
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Frog pulled Toad up onto the island. Toad looked in the basket. The sandwiches were wet. The pitcher of iced tea was empty.
December 5, 2025 at 5:37 AM
Joe Pesci in JFK shit: “I had one fucking weakness…”
Really, really, seriously fucked up rn. Wives driving husbands home shit. Raymond Carver territory.
December 5, 2025 at 5:38 AM
Really, really, seriously fucked up rn. Wives driving husbands home shit. Raymond Carver territory.
December 5, 2025 at 5:29 AM
When I randomly pop up in your timeline every few weeks
Twin Peaks: Maddy screams in terror.
December 4, 2025 at 9:55 PM
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This is MY Spotify Wrapped
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The Dead Milkmen
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December 4, 2025 at 3:59 PM
It’s interesting that new bios of Denis Johnson and Sam Shepard are dropping simultaneously. Very different writers, but they covered some of the same territory.
December 4, 2025 at 9:32 PM
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When asked how he is, my grandpa (91) replies, “As well as can be expected under the conditions which prevail.” It is an answer I appreciate more and more
November 1, 2023 at 2:15 AM
“Sometimes in winter I’ll stand outside in shirtsleeves just for the fun of getting cold.”

—Jim Harrison, “Brown Dog”
December 4, 2025 at 9:02 PM
Flew to my hometown today. I’ve had six coffees and a bag of Cheez-Its.
December 4, 2025 at 8:41 PM