Welp, no lung cancer at least.

This thing says I have 113 followers, but I can only see about 22 of them. So for the 90 something shadow followers, I can promise you, it won’t get any better.

I will continue giving you way more information about myself than you ever wanted to know. Every now and then you’ll get poetry snippets.

Got Diabetes. Welcome to 50. After making changes to my diet, became constipated.
Makes me wanna yell at Wilford Brimley’s corpse. Walrus-looking son-of-a-bitch.

Dream bit:James T Kirk is obsessed with dental hygiene to the point that it annoys McCoy. Kirk was very aggressively asking people about how much bacteria they come into contact with on a daily basis. He pulls something out, security pulls phasers on him, but it’s just a tricorder. He scans mouths.

A bunch of my friends are creating/starting to use accounts on Blue Sky.
I would be weirded out by this, but everybody already knows I’m a perv, so…meh

Just in case you didn’t realize what side the Apartheid blood gem heir was on…
I mean, how can we even feign surprise at this point.

Early morning in Oklahoma. It’s really the only time when we aren’t bombarded with right-wing propaganda.