Chris Stangland
@dirtdirt.bsky.social
Mr. “I only drink name brand gin”
I love the high holidays (the period between 4/26 and Mother’s Day)
April 26, 2025 at 6:12 PM
I love the high holidays (the period between 4/26 and Mother’s Day)
#soundtracksunday
It’s Easter, and even though this isn’t a soundtrack it became a movie and a million productions, and I’m going with this one over any of the myriad other, inferior versions.
It’s Easter, and even though this isn’t a soundtrack it became a movie and a million productions, and I’m going with this one over any of the myriad other, inferior versions.
April 20, 2025 at 3:54 PM
#soundtracksunday
It’s Easter, and even though this isn’t a soundtrack it became a movie and a million productions, and I’m going with this one over any of the myriad other, inferior versions.
It’s Easter, and even though this isn’t a soundtrack it became a movie and a million productions, and I’m going with this one over any of the myriad other, inferior versions.
I am a huge ONJ fan and I will never apologize for it. This soundtrack rules. But, as entertaining and bizarre as it is, and as much as it pains me to say it, this movie is terrible. #soundtracksunday
April 13, 2025 at 6:39 PM
I am a huge ONJ fan and I will never apologize for it. This soundtrack rules. But, as entertaining and bizarre as it is, and as much as it pains me to say it, this movie is terrible. #soundtracksunday
Hands Off, Texas Capitol.
April 5, 2025 at 9:49 PM
Hands Off, Texas Capitol.
Happy Lou Reed’s birthday to all who celebrate.
March 2, 2025 at 10:08 PM
Happy Lou Reed’s birthday to all who celebrate.
What are you doing tonight? @bottlecapmountain.bsky.social
February 8, 2025 at 7:08 PM
What are you doing tonight? @bottlecapmountain.bsky.social
I swear this will be the year the dog doesn’t get the King Cake
February 1, 2025 at 6:01 PM
I swear this will be the year the dog doesn’t get the King Cake
These maroons are extremely helpful in running wire for three sets of speakers.
January 14, 2025 at 12:14 AM
These maroons are extremely helpful in running wire for three sets of speakers.
#NowSpinning my copy of this masterpiece with the weird 80s, new-wave coded cover
December 23, 2024 at 8:48 PM
#NowSpinning my copy of this masterpiece with the weird 80s, new-wave coded cover
I made this meager contribution to the memetic discourse a while back, before I understood that J&D are suckin on CHILLY dogs outside the Tastee Freeze. Slush Puppies.
December 17, 2024 at 1:16 PM
I made this meager contribution to the memetic discourse a while back, before I understood that J&D are suckin on CHILLY dogs outside the Tastee Freeze. Slush Puppies.
I am thankful for Joni. Always.
November 28, 2024 at 12:01 AM
I am thankful for Joni. Always.
This movie makes me thankful for (and desirous of) cigarettes, and hats.
November 28, 2024 at 12:01 AM
This movie makes me thankful for (and desirous of) cigarettes, and hats.
Van the Man kills it as well and I am thankful for his outfit. I like to imagine him dropping a giant spoonful of mashed potatoes and gravy on himself backstage and it just beads and rolls off, like a freshly turtle-waxed Buick.
November 28, 2024 at 12:01 AM
Van the Man kills it as well and I am thankful for his outfit. I like to imagine him dropping a giant spoonful of mashed potatoes and gravy on himself backstage and it just beads and rolls off, like a freshly turtle-waxed Buick.
On this Thanksgiving eve I am thinking of The Last Waltz before putting it on repeat all day tomorrow, just like every year. A few notes:
November 28, 2024 at 12:01 AM
On this Thanksgiving eve I am thinking of The Last Waltz before putting it on repeat all day tomorrow, just like every year. A few notes:
What’s the best tshirt you ever had, that you don’t have anymore? I had a Happy Cat cat food shirt with this logo that also said, bafflingly, “you gotta squeeze me to believe me,” that I wore every 3 or 4 days between 1990 and 1995 or so.
November 25, 2024 at 1:16 PM
What’s the best tshirt you ever had, that you don’t have anymore? I had a Happy Cat cat food shirt with this logo that also said, bafflingly, “you gotta squeeze me to believe me,” that I wore every 3 or 4 days between 1990 and 1995 or so.