Tbone and ...

"Kameer?"

hard to believe I grew up here

Bennie (?)

I hope Tbone stops renaming the poor little fucker every half hour. A rescue from Texas, so "Tex?", etcetc. I dunno what happened to this dog, how a little guy this domesticated would end up in a kill shelter, but for TODAY at least I know I worked for good and was harmful to none. #smib

#hungoveraf

 les terribles - chou chou

 Ears ❤️

 

addicted to sunshine - lime cordial 

view from poolside cabana

bob moses - tearing me up 

bonus track - waymo is real cars all over w no drivers, folks in the back talking on their phone (presumably) (or talking to themselves), it's the damnest thing 

heatchillin

standing bowpulling pose

you see what I see?

decked out Marys

 

ride or die - the knox ft foster the people

Virgo-born Samuel Johnson (1709–1784) was a versatile virtuoso. He excelled as an essayist, biographer, playwright, editor, poet, and lexicographer. How did he get so much done? Here’s one clue. He took his own advice, summed up in the following quote: “It is common to overlook what is near by keeping the eye fixed on something remote. Present opportunities are neglected and attainable good is slighted by minds busied in extensive ranges and intent upon future advantages." Johnson’s counsel is perfect for you right now, Virgo. Forget about the future and be focused on the present. Dive into the interesting work and play that’s right in front of you.

Assume that your drive to experience pleasure isn't a barrier to your spiritual growth, but is in fact essential to it. Proceed on the hypothesis that cultivating joy can make you a more ethical and compassionate person. Imagine that feeling good has something important to teach you every day.

 

working in Phoenix is the shit 

Martha Stewart Featured As 2023 SI Swimsuit Cover Model https://www.si.com/extra-mustard/2023/05/15/martha-stewart-featured-2023-si-swimsuit-cover-model 

Last year trans, this year gilf, that covers half my family. But as TJ put it, "cis men have been jerking off to my category forever so it's hard to think of that as progress". 

If these dogs could talk.  

When my kids were young, my primary goal was safety and joy. A happy modest life was my heart's desire. I surrounded us with the kind of magic that is Home. Staring at the spinning ceiling fan against the glittered plaster over my bed, listening to lightening rolling down the gorge, I could create havens for me and them and briefly even for another adult..  But it was the adult I failed. And now that they're adults, I can't work magic for my kids anymore either. 

Life is so fucking short. Before you know it, it has "turned out" however it did, has become what it is.

Doesn't it feel like it will be over before you've had enough chances?

armed w surface to air missile and dragondog

MGMT - kids

first aid kit - long time ago 

tired: existential 

desperation - ft. jamie commons - eminem at :55 😳 wow, rapper alt country shitkicker -  moooood music ❤️