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@scottok
I don't post much, but when I do it's probably about birds, records, or The Drive-By Truckers. Mental health worker. Cat dad. Yes, that’s me in a dress. What of it?
Good afternoon, goddamit. I keep forgetting. Welp, not a bad day so far. Here’s earlier me wondering what the future holds.
Good morning, all. An overwhelming political victory last night in Missouri. Something I haven’t been able to say in over 20 years. Here’s to positive momentum.
And here’s the gazpacho. Don’t show it to any Spaniards—they’d ridicule me for making it too chunky.
Good afternoon, all. Here I am earlier this morning anticipating the gazpacho I’d eat later having made it yesterday and giving it an overnight in the fridge. Perfect summer fare.
Good morning, all. Not on here nearly as much as I once was. Should I rectify that?
Good morning, all. The nice thing about native plants is that they thrive in the hot shitty weather long after all the Home Depot cultivars have withered. That’s shrubby St. John’s wort, butterfly milkweed, and some wild bergamot.
Good morning from a few hours ago, all. Currently at work keeping the wheels of bureaucracy humming.
Good morning, all. Got my usual load of black licorice for father’s day from my wife who can barely stand to be in the same room as black licorice. Licorice.com is a wonderful thing.
Good morning, all, and happy 60th birthday to Blonde on Blonde. Is it my favorite record? Maybe!
Good morning, all. On this day in 1948 Columbia Records started mass-production of the newfangled “LP,” giving us an astounding 23 minutes per side. Don’t forget to celebrate!
Good morning, all. Ran across a wonderful blog I’ll link below, Sara Kate’s Bird of the Day. Great way to start your morning.
Good morning, all. Currently at work with no meetings or supervisors, so actually getting things done.