
I took this photo in the late ’80s. Even though it’s a blurry Polaroid, this is definitely one of my all time favorite images. It really takes me back.
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I took this photo in the late ’80s. Even though it’s a blurry Polaroid, this is definitely one of my all time favorite images. It really takes me back.
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It’s time for some tough love for some of you. Magical thinking is *dangerous*. Burn your bibles for fuck’s sake and find a science book. It’s all fake anyway, and it’s a threat to our very safety.
I refuse to live in a theocracy, and your excuses and rationalizations are PART. OF. THE. PROBLEM.
This is not a matter of my opinion vs. yours. This is a matter of me accepting that remarkable people who are smarter than both of us have clear and convincing answers about our world.
I’m not going to single out the evangelicals as a strategy to not piss off non-evangelicals. It’s ALL fake and if you identify as any denomination at all, you’re admitting to accepting some astonishingly embarrassing ignorance. Like cringe-worthy, unsettling nonsense.…
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I found this site, bumwine.com, a number of years ago, and it gave me a great idea to have a bum wine tasting party. For over five years, I’ve been threatening to hold such a party.
I don’t know how widely known this is, but it turns out that a lot of these “wines” are produced by established, reputable wineries, but they don’t necessarily want you to know that. Night Train, for example, is a product of E. & J. Gallo Winery. The label on a bottle of Night Train makes no mention of Gallo. It shows as being produced by Night Train Limited.
I wanted that have little cards with the name of each wine on the table. It would have been fancy.
It turns out that a lot of these wines are no longer produced. See the email below that I received in 2018.
It seems that I had this idea a bit too late to actually hold such a party.

A woman in Canada narrowly missed being struck by a meteorite that crashed through her roof and landed on her pillow.
Ruth Hamilton, a resident of Golden, British Columbia, was asleep in her bed on the night of Oct. 3 when she was jolted awake by an explosive bang, as something plummeted through the roof and showered her with debris.
(space.com)…
These are not necessarily my favorite songs or even the best songs by The Cure. They’re just examples of Cure songs that I feel “have it all” when it comes to their work.
I think I look a lot better with alternative styled clothes, hair, etc. During the “shelter in place” and “work from home” phases of the COVID-19 pandemic, I was sporting a mohawk (one that I almost never spiked up properly) and a little facial hair (according to the references I’ve reviewed, it was a “circle beard“). I thought this look was a more accurate representation of “me”.
On the other hand, I had a couple of job interviews this year. It was difficult to style whatever hair I had to work with into a professional look. I tried, but it was still awkward. So, I’ve been growing it back out, and it looks fine, but I’m disappointed – and tempted to switch back!

