Saturday, June 5, 2021

My Horrible Cap Collection

Cy finds hats from parts unknown. He buys me the bad ones. I have a small collection of horrible hats. All reside in the hood of $3 to $7. All purchased at gas stations. Today I added a 3rd horrible hat to my collection.





UPDATE!!! I KNOW OWN 4 CRAPPY HATS.





Wednesday, January 27, 2021

Things are still tough...

...These days we all fight the apathy caused by mental fatigue. The infinite worries we had before "the new normal" have either been tossed aside as trivial or increased in weight. 

We have no choice but to move forward. Some haven't made it, others will enevidibly fall. I hope to be in the group that traverses the switchbacks. 

As we stand on virgin ground looking at a changed landscape, I hope we all come out of this sharper. I hope humanity will evolve while a unified compassion shines through our battle hardened skin. 

Our new armor isn't bulletproof, but it doesn't have to be. It just has to be good enough to get us to the next challenge. 

Also, why are we still putting raisins in trail mix? It makes no sense. They're awful and gross. Haven't we suffered enough? I love grapes. Raisins don't deserve compassion. #realtalk #shegottheholders #hashtag #fuckraisins

Wednesday, January 20, 2021

From the 1st to the 46th...

...Ask yourself, "Who would WANT to be president?" An altruistic individual or a narcissist? Brilliant, strong minded, innovators are too busy doing real work. The folks who champion peace and love are ignored. 

So, I guess narcissist. A soulless fool driven by nothing you or I could ever understand. They're content to sit in $4000 chairs inside their opulent white buildings, pretending to be important. 

I respect people with scars. The dreamers daring to go beyond the horizon. Not the C- students trying to get elected. We don't need the approval of millions to prove our worth. We're doing fine and when we're not, we sure as hell won't ever rely on our government.

Tuesday, August 4, 2020

Midland, Tx

The birds around here are eating the cacti fruit. There's hotpink shit everywhere. The other day my brother texted a picture of the same kind of shit on his windsheild. 

I transformed the windsheild caca into the grim reaper. I also gave him a pistol because a scythe seems impractical. If you've ever used one you know what I mean. A gun has to be easier. 

I made a differe
nce today. #wedidit