I sometimes romanticize the idea of having a land line again. But, like, a rotary telephone on a desk with a nice sitting chair that is designated as “the phone area” — might be something I use once and forget about, but damn if it doesn’t feel quaint and pleasant as hell.

Dennis’ contribution to laundry day.

First R-rated flick I was “allowed” to watch. Popped a VHS copy on in my basement and had my mind blown. Not perfect, but ignited my love of horror and proved that the simplest lore can take you far. Always has a special place in my twisted heart 🪓🚘🪝🍾✉️

Happy 4th of July to this majestic beast who swiped an entire veggie burger from the bbq tray and waltzed away like a king.

My hometown has this giant ass Radio Flyer wagon that you climb onto and slide down the handle. Monkey bars underneath. People worship it.

Reconnecting with my Twitter Mutuals

Cleaning out my Aunt & Uncle’s place and found their His n’ Hers vintage nudey mags. God love ‘em.

I made it in.

Now what?

Is this good content?

Someone yell at me.