"strike a pose"

"Smokahontus" is racist af 🤣 - that's like using the N-word in your business logo and making white customers trip over it all damn day 🤣 kinda brilliant

The 4th at the cottage is Omaha-level fireworks, making dogs and old women hysterical. So I grabbed Gma and bailed back to the city last night before that got going.

To get to Smokahontus is a straight shot from the cottage up 77 to the Darien area, hills getting less as ya go, so you trade valley vistas (#traumabrain likes high ground) for rolling farmland and cute podunk villages. Very pretty ride until ya hit a looming roller coaster.

Then boom, a dispensary so big it's like a Pandora's XXX Box store. (ie, What even is that??) My fave part was when Ma asked about the building labeled "sacred goods." What that could be?? "King Tut's tomb, they own it now." Shit is so craycray generally that she believed me for a minute 🤣🤣. My 2nd favorite part was when, overwhelmed, I said to the nice girl behind the counter "sleeping, laughing, fucking - please" and she filled a bag with what she prefers for those activities and I bought it on faith. 

The kids are talking about moving out there, to Arcade. I dunno much about the Big Beautiful Thingy, I broke up with national news. Doesn't matter which "side", all sides are NOT on my side, so why should I tune in? Here's what I can tell ya about it though: 17 million folks kicked off Medicaid = 17 million poor folks lose any reason to stay in their city/county, where those benefits are assigned and administered, which frees them up to MIGRATE. 

Works for me! Maybe there will be a reverse migration of people like me/mine out into hinterlands 🙏. I've been wanting a chicken and a frequent flyer card at Tractor Supply for forevvvver, so long that I gave up on it deep down 😪, tbh. My "bucket list" has been whittled down to nearly nothing, being realistic.

But.

Patti's dropping dead was the last of the last of the last of the last latest straws that broke my back. If I keep on as I have, that's how I end up: Dying of Death, feeling like I failed to fully Live.

I would prefer to die by being run over by an Amish team of horses while spraypainting a recently blacktopped country road with GILFS RULE in neon paint that could be seen from space.

nice to each other - olivia dean