Heidi Schmidt
@heedisc.bsky.social
Equestrian, thespian, visual thinkerupper.
The Precoitus Squirt Guns.
January 11, 2026 at 6:36 PM
The Precoitus Squirt Guns.
Closeted Jesus is my favorite Jesus.
January 10, 2026 at 11:09 PM
Closeted Jesus is my favorite Jesus.
City of Angels. The whole black and white thing and the backwards talking. Turns out it was brilliant. What do I know?
December 25, 2025 at 11:15 PM
City of Angels. The whole black and white thing and the backwards talking. Turns out it was brilliant. What do I know?
Oh Da Ben. Good boy. 💕
November 24, 2025 at 6:03 PM
Oh Da Ben. Good boy. 💕
Oh no Wiggles!! ❤️❤️❤️
November 23, 2025 at 7:55 AM
Oh no Wiggles!! ❤️❤️❤️
What already? Time flies. 🐐🐐🐐
November 15, 2025 at 2:04 AM
What already? Time flies. 🐐🐐🐐
That Pony!! He will be charming everyone at his new house in no time. ♥️♥️♥️🐴
November 15, 2025 at 2:02 AM
That Pony!! He will be charming everyone at his new house in no time. ♥️♥️♥️🐴
Roo is looking lovely. The Pony’s bangs are so stylish.
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September 21, 2025 at 7:49 AM
Roo is looking lovely. The Pony’s bangs are so stylish.
🐎🐖🐎
🐎🐖🐎
WTF? If they touch TCM, we ride at dawn. 😼
August 3, 2025 at 8:04 AM
WTF? If they touch TCM, we ride at dawn. 😼
I saw Bette Midler at the Berkeley Community Theater in 1973. I still haven’t recovered.
July 30, 2025 at 7:58 AM
I saw Bette Midler at the Berkeley Community Theater in 1973. I still haven’t recovered.
Oh Carol not another G&T. 🤣🌴🍸
July 21, 2025 at 7:33 AM
Oh Carol not another G&T. 🤣🌴🍸
Mine: “Scorpio: Before cutting off your ear and sending it to your lover, make sure they're not more of a severed-finger kind of person.”
I feel so seen.
I feel so seen.
July 8, 2025 at 7:42 AM
Mine: “Scorpio: Before cutting off your ear and sending it to your lover, make sure they're not more of a severed-finger kind of person.”
I feel so seen.
I feel so seen.
“…you better write her a good lyric because, when she sings a word, the guy up in the last row of the second balcony is going to hear every syllable of it.” - Irving Berlin
June 29, 2025 at 9:40 AM
“…you better write her a good lyric because, when she sings a word, the guy up in the last row of the second balcony is going to hear every syllable of it.” - Irving Berlin
Hee hee! Oh Schrodinger, I can’t quit you.
June 29, 2025 at 9:31 AM
Hee hee! Oh Schrodinger, I can’t quit you.