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Petty Everett ♍︎ ↑ ♊︎ ☼ ♐︎ ☾ 🇵🇸 🇸🇩 🇨🇩
@larsupreme.bsky.social
Trolling the collapse of Western Civilization. Your resident cranky Thunkle with a heart of gold. They/Them, Black & Queer.

Music: djlarsupreme.com
Photos: laurencejones.photography
Cars: dynamicdrive.net
Essays: tastefulrude.com/author/laurence-jones
Whew. The welcome to the neighborhood I would give you.
December 2, 2025 at 5:10 AM
Anyways. Thankful that the time is always now. #filmphotography #35mm #California
November 28, 2025 at 5:19 AM
(Feeling I looked my most Gene Tierney today).
November 28, 2025 at 4:55 AM
I hope, even if I’ll be 3,000 miles away soon enough, that this isn’t the last time i get to visit with them.
November 2, 2025 at 12:49 AM
I’m angry still that Walter, my great grandmother’s abusive husband lays between mother and daughter.

I talked to Grandma Anne for a good half hour, asked for her blessings for my future plans, shared a shot of rum with my departed matriarchs, then drove down the hill for our favorite seafood.
November 2, 2025 at 12:48 AM
Luckily my great grandmother was a snob that bought these plots off of Skyline Boulevard some 1,200ft above the Bay and Pacific in 1968, plots that go for $25k a piece now.

The customer service is excellent.

A genuinely kind man named Bell spent 20 minutes helping me find their graves.
November 2, 2025 at 12:46 AM
My maternal family still doesn’t discuss the cause of death nearly 40 years later.

It seemed important that I go tend to her and my great grandmother Clara’s graves on what is the Hoodoo All Saints Day. I hadn’t been up here since 2011, I barely remembered where their graves were.
November 2, 2025 at 12:44 AM
There weren't any construction signs on the highway, so his Olds Ninety Eight shot head first into some construction equipment. While we were down there, my (maternal) Grandmother Anne, perhaps the relative I was closest to, passed away.
November 2, 2025 at 12:43 AM
Again, all the times I've been insecure in my life despite appearances that I'm middle class fancy tell me that health and wealth in this capitalist hellscape are far from guaranteed.

Cook for more than you and yours, scale up/hit me up for ideas (photo of shared Sunday Dinner for ideas).
October 29, 2025 at 7:27 PM
There were multiple points in my life where I didn't have the splurge to even consider fast food as a long term sustainable option.

If I have access to a stove?

I'mma cook!

If you think this moment is not about you because you find yourself secure, you are totally delusional.
October 29, 2025 at 7:21 PM