Hilary C in VT
@hcvt
Okie-bred, fled to Vermont in 1998. This is usually the point in conversation when I share that the Pioneer Woman & I went to the same high school. Seeking books, ALL the dogs, yoga, pickleball, recipes, ghost stories, belly laughs & peace.
I am intrigued by the story these photos tell: Supergirl Power Pose and Goodfellas “Whadduyah Want From Me” Pose=Good At Sheriffing?
Breaking news: greasy elderly vituperative troglodyte stays up all night ranting about suing the NYT for one hundred million bazillion dollars
The audacity of This Bitch. Stealing MY husband and rubbing my damn nose into it.
“Hold up. You’re telling me I didn’t win the @sevendaysvt.bsky.social pet photo contest? I didn’t even place in the top three? Another rigged election. Fortunately I have Sidney Powell, the My Pillow weirdo AND Alito’s wife on speed dial. See you in court!”—Mr Sullivan H. Casillas
Week six of my new career leading Events & Marketing for an indie bookstore in Vermont. We hosted a Drag Story Hour on Saturday and it was FABULOUS.
I was cursing these dumb motherchuckers at the grocery store: $202 for basic groceries for two adults. No meat, nothing from a box. Thanks Trump! Enjoy your ballroom, the gigantic arch, your face on $250 bills AND your forever war in Iran.
When Johnny Appleseed planted apples in Ohio and beyond, he hoped that one day a low-tier American beer would want to collab. Rest well, Apple King. Busch will take it from here.