Yeah, it’s hard not to cry sometimes. Tin Cup Chalice just got me pretty good. But at least we had it while we did. And we still do.

I bought lawn tickets for cheap about an hour ago. But I’ve given many Buffett tickets away. And tonight, it came back to me. A stranger gave me this seat.

I happen to be in Austin. The Coral Reefer Band happens to be in Austin. And while I don’t have the Buffett box here and thus am low on leis and such, I have an appropriate shirt. And so:

Good morning from my analog dashboard clock, currently wearing my sexy hat.

Packing up my bathroom for the move. And this song comes on. And, well, if you know, you know. @tmbg.bsky.social

It’s Kinja’s adoption day. One year since I pulled this silly goose from the shelter. Know what she got for a present? Vaccinations. Cuz that’s how we roll here.

I’m old school, I guess…

Poinsettia update: I did what I was supposed to to the red one. It died, just like the one I tended “properly” last year. I ran a small experiment this year and left the orange one to do its thing. And here we are. Still orange but finally truly fading. Growing some new green. We shall see…

No reason. Except to say my impulse buy of a scraggly mini rose bush at Walmart a while ago wasn’t so bad.

See a dinosaur, post a dinosaur!

Small town. North Texas. Not even my house. Been this way year round since I moved into the neighborhood two years ago. As far as I can tell, no vandalism, no problems. Cuz yeah. Most folks are actually ok. Even here. And we ain’t going anywhere.

Just learned of the passing of a friend. We lost great one, geeks. Hug your loved ones tight. Rest, sweet Cat. Thank you for welcoming me into your heart and your home. You’ll always be in mine.

You know, you can fuck right off into the sun forever.

As evidenced by the email I got earlier today. We knew this was coming. There is a plan, a stockpile, and expedited treatments. All things the general public knew nothing about pre-2020, but that are common for the side of medicine that protects constantly with no credit. I hope we do so again.

Don’t panic! I know I’m a bit late, but it’s not after midnight here. So: Happy Towel Day, my hoopy froods. Somehow, I haven’t done a simple pillow. This is the year. I was off today, so things were a bit different. And life has been hard lately. A pillow is fitting. Peace.

Working on packing for the upcoming move. Going through things. I thought I’d purged everything Wizarding other than one piece of fan art and a niffler. But I found this. And this is why some things may never be purged, despite it all. Sigh. #JusticeForLiz people.com/elizabeth-ba...

And I often watch Stargate when I eat my first meal of the day. And lo and behold…

I once wrote a Stargate fanfic where I had to heavily research when text messaging became widespread. Bottom line? There ain’t no texting for most of Stargate. People have argued with me when I’ve stated that. Well, I’d like to submit this artifact I just found in my house as evidence to my point.🤪

There’s a place on the Allagash river in far northern Maine where I simply can’t imagine breakfast costing $15. Granted, they usually won’t take my money because I’m there helping out. So I buy one of these instead. Cuz yeah. It’s a greasy spoon diner on the edge of civilization. And it’s great.

As of yesterday, it’s been a decade - ten whole years! - since I officially joined the rebels. It’s been a mostly great ride, and it’s like they say. The real adventure is the friends we made along the way. Or as I’ve often said, it was never about the movies.

Related to fucking AI forever, my ex found this at my old house recently. Texted me to ask if I wanted it, as it was mine back in the day. It runs XP and has non-subscription Word and Photoshop on it. And it has a USB port for a flash drive. Yes, I’ll be keeping it, thank you.

Oh, but that’s better. And I was able to reuse the tape. Hyperfocus and careful removal for the win. Cuz yeah. I tried to accept a random pattern. But…

Those dogs will hunt. So to speak.

Got some hockey tape…

The regal retriever. Or not.

I see cardinals often. I hear them every day. But this is a first. Found it in the yard. Welcome, little one. I hope you make it.

If anyone is wondering how I can so easily quote lyrics from this in the comments, well, you see, I’m a simple man. And some time ago, my ex put all my records into digital form. Even my childhood ones. So I might still listen to this occasionally. And I am not one bit ashamed.

I excluded storybook records, etc, when I picked Mickey Mouse Disco in last post. Even if only a loose story in between the songs, like the Grasshopper Christmas Album. Anyway…Bought with my own money?

I mean…