I will continue to resist country music as I have my whole damned life. Our local theater that is one of the few venues that hosts touring musicians has been only booking alt-country/folk/Americana acts the past few years and it’s so irritating.

Doing the lord’s work.

I’m getting my teen an air fryer for Christmas.

Yes, like my neighbor who uses the leaf blower (most useless appliance) at 7am.

I’ve never seen a bear in the wild and there has been one roaming my neighborhood for years!

Rams (I literally shrieked and started flapping my hands I was so excited)
Elk
Turkeys
Horses (on Vieques, PR)
Manatees

They love me too.

♥️

Yes, he has been around for a few years and comes and goes. Neighbors a few blocks down got video of him a few weeks ago. I’ve never seen him (or any bears, outside of the zoo!).

Dylan haters unite.

Those are cool words. We should start a band called Ankylosing Spondylitis (also stoned).

Update: (don’t look too closely; I’ve never done this before ).

You’d think by 2025 they would have come up with a pain medication that works, doesn’t cause crippling addiction, and doesn’t rip my gastrointestinal system to shreds.

That’s a lot of screechy feedback for 8 hours, and I really do like Sonic Youth a ton.

Shit. I was hoping she’d maybe try out the trades instead.