🤔 #photos #goteam

Some days I’m “all in” with things and other days, such as today, I’m “all out.”

#socialproblems

FTW. 🤣😜😘

#photos #selfies

Peeps, here’s your Im-only-as-deep-as-the-self-that-I-dig Sunday jam.

I could probably sing the Portrait of an American Family disc to you, let you know when the chord and tempo changes were coming. Definitely in my top 5 faves from the early 90s. This song in particular was always my favorite.

Daisy Berkowitz’s writing, guitar playing, musical talent — that’s what made Marilyn Manson (the band). Side note: I read that Scott Putesky (Daisy) was diagnosed with stage-four colon cancer back in September 2013. Glad to see he’s still active on Facebook four years later.

The Smells Like Children disc was okay but not as good. Same with Antichrist Superstar. I just couldn’t get into them as much. The latter seemed to have too many theatrics and not enough kicking out the jams. Too much of a statement and not enough just good music. Most of Antichrist felt like sludge to, melding together in a blur and, nothing like the memorable, concise guitar riffs on Portrait.

Anyways… come into our home, won’t you stay?

#musicvideos #marilynmanson

Audio (MP3): 20170924 - By the name a Thelma Louise

I may need to leave the What’s Happening in Geneva Facebook group. I keep wanting to help with my web expert advice, wit, and charm. Below are two examples that I could barely resist (but did).

Hi there, I Need recommendation for washing machine fix…. thank

You’re gonna go all the way down about half a block and you’ll see a Torino with no wheels on it. Now, inside that Torino is my cousin, Jackie. Now, you tell him you my boy and that you need help, and he’ll make sure you get all the fixin’s you need.

Our first SATURDAY GOAT YOGA class at Rustic Road Farm. It was a WARM day to practice yoga. Luckily there was a light breeze helping us out. The goats may have felt the heat too as we had a few escapees in search of the opportunity to roam freely about the farm.

I had a goat once by the name a Thelma Louise. She was free roamer as well but certainly no Harvard graduate. Or a Cindy Crawford. Come around 82°F she’d stripped down to her birthday suit and twist and shimmy into that downward dog pose.

Believe you me, that was not a sight for sore eyes. I couldn’t even finish my root beer popsicle. Well, sometimes I would anyways. Ma didn’t always buy the root beer and no way I’d let that sweet sassafras slip away.

#facebook #thestruggleisreal #diariespodcast

One of my eyes doesn’t want to stay open as much as the other so I’ve been attempting to train it this afternoon.

#photos #selfies

Cat, if you wanna eat your own puke go right ahead… 🤢🙄

#cats #exorcism

I had a baked potato left over from the other night so I sliced out two pieces from the center, reheated them on the cast iron, and fried two eggs to go with.

When the eggs and ‘taters were ready I slid them both on toasted honey white bread, sprinkled on the cheddar, and then lunch was damn served.

Oh, there’s also a piece of havarti on the bottom, too. Only rarely can one have too much cheese.

#photos #eggs #goodeats

Just another day recategorizing some books.

#photos #JAWS #literature

The work mailman just asked if there was somebody named “Vinny” in our office. He was holding a small package.

I said “nopes” automatically and now I regret that the “doing the right thing” instinct kicked in.

Who is Vinny? Why did he have a package sent to our office way out here in the suburbs? Does he wear a gold chain? How many people has he killed? Can we hang out on his block? Maybe have an espresso? Have I been watching too much Sopranos?

#usps #missedconnections