Someone won’t let me try my newest attempt to finally sit for more than three minutes. This is actually true. I can’t sit on anything for more than three minutes. This one is designed for people confined to wheelchairs. It cost nearly as much as my cheapo sofa.

Hooboy! It’s been a hot minute since I posted anything for #ThingThursday

Of course I remember The Odyssey

Thanks. I was forced to abandon it with just the one eponymous one left. When I reviewed my photos recently, I realized this current flare started well before I was even aware of it. But, not to worry. I will, finally, make the Jungle Pizza to end my #pizzajungle challenge. And, hooboy!

…making pop art in LA. He also designed the cover of my favorite Dolly Parton album, Backwoods Barbie.

I’m finally, finally, finally able to listen to music again. Or, at least I could for part of today. The first thing I listened to is this album. Adam Levy is an old and now lost (my fault) friend. This album by the Honeydogs really deserves either a re-listen… open.spotify.com/track/5BN1Nm...

Don’t know if you’ll see this, but both my kids earned two BA’s in English and one earned another degree in teaching English, which is called Language Arts in Minnesota. My BA and PhD was in American Studies, where the study of literature and writing was elemental. We are all terrified about AI.

They have hats for Lyndale, Wedge Live, Kingfield, and Bryant. It appears that @wedge.live has decided which side they’re on in the Lyndale v Hennepin debate.

Post nerve block hang with Tall One and Short One.

Apologies to anyone else with medical trauma. But, I’m trying to share more onhere. This morning was the third nerve block in two months. Three blocks,’so far: caudal, ganglion impar, and today was for the pudendal nerve. 🙏🏻 please let this one work better than the previous ones.

Your last saved celebrity on your phone is your therapist!

“Why no, hoomin. I am not sitting in the basket of towels you used to clean up my wee accident this morning.”

round

if a tv show was a chocolate truffle

When I say my apartment is a tree house.

I was just thinking the same thing. It’s my kid’s. He’s used it for a decade, at least.

Olga has found her spot for tonight’s fireworks.

Watching FOX coverage of the 4th. So far? Saber rattling and jingoism.

On days I can eat, there’s nothing better than a Patty Melt made with plantmeat™️

accountability brag, working hard to find a new way to live in this world with this body

I love this show. It carefully avoids being treacley.

My city is pretty.

One food I can’t keep in my house. Sour gummies.

I recently purchased another copy of my favorite atlas/map. Anyone who loves, literally, the road less travel needs them for every state they traverse. I have found places in MN, ND, SD and even CO that were only accessible by the tiniest drivable roads. I kinda assume you have one.

If you do not think that some morning we will be treated to the grand unveiling of a branded Trump Golden Pool, then you suffer the kind of failure of imagination that hampers our fight.

Olga prohibits journaling during her nap times.

What novel is an uncanny description of your family or your in-laws.

Post one photo of a painting that you took with your very own hands.

that kid has seen some shit and is not in the mood for more