May 2013
14 posts
food touches my soul in a way that Jesus never...
Phosphorescent - Ride On / Right On →
Ya, it’s groovy and funky and i dig it.
enjoy
Woke up with the memory of someone’s face stuck in my head. I know their face but can’t remember their name or the context I know them in or any other details, just a poor glimpse of their face.
I think I want to start doing some crossfit.
Maybe join a gym.
This is just some more generic fat drunk gay man blather you can ignore. Whatever.
April 2013
15 posts
Think I just realized this dude is my hero: http://designingdaddy.tumblr.com
Should have taken some pictures of the smoker in action today…
Live your own life tho…
Beer: A beautiful artistic symphony - YouTube →
Charlie Bamforth. Talk dirty to me.
When you love something so much…
It kills you.
and you’re left staring at reality
without the energy to fight back
Me: you’ve read all the Left Behind books?!
Dan: oh ya! They’re not bad
Me: I didn’t know you were religious…
Dan: oh, I’m not. I was in prison for a year and a half and its all they had
I’m mostly disappointed in myself.
I let myself think I could change something which hasn’t changed in 7 years under 9 brewers.
on not getting paid
a solution:
B: Stab em’
B: and run
Me: HA!
B: we can hide out together, in a hotel, on the beach, someplace warm and sunny
Seriously considering what tha fuck it is I’m doing with my life.
March 2013
13 posts
Why must the gate be narrow?
Because you cannot pass beyond it burdened.
To come in among these trees you must leave behind the world of the field, all of it, all of its plans and hopes.
You must come without weapon or tool, alone, expecting nothing, remembering nothing, into the ease of sight, the brotherhood of eye and leaf.
Wendell Berry
Happy spring everyone, finally.
A message from an old friend:
Alex,
Your post today was eye opening for both me and Joan. Not because I think any differently of you, but that well…you understand our background and upbringing-and can imagine that breaking this news took some courage.
All that to say-I consider you a brother/cousin or whatever you want to call it, and I love you.
So I had a couple beers
and I started thinking about Harvey Milk
and I couldn’t help but feel like I was still a little too close to hiding in the closet.
I haven’t had a clearer thought.
Like seeing a calf born in the fall
or canning vegetables in the middle of winter.
Our timing seems slightly off.
phantomtimehypothesis:
that’s what happens when you sing katy perry’s songs
Ghosts hating Katy Perry. WHAT THE FUCK MAN is the truth.
Allan Savory: How to green the world's deserts and... →
teachthemhowtothink:
It’s fairly rare to watch something lately that gives you an incredible amount of hope for our future… but this did just that. Jaw dropping. If these results can be replicated it could change everything.
The grass is rich and matted. It holds the rain and the mist and they seep into the ground feeding the streams. It is well-tended, and not too many cattle feed upon it; not too many fires burn it, laying bare the soil. Stand unshod upon it, for the ground is holy, being as it came from the Creator. Keep it, guard it, care for it, for it keeps men, guards men, cares for men. Destroy it and man is...
You would be so proud.
It’s a week away from a year with
the happiest years ahead.
Celebrating new life
You float through the room in our memories and
share in our joy
Sweetness is offensive without a little bitter.
February 2013
21 posts
A poor player, who struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and is heard of no more.
That’s life.
When the curtain drops its over,
a tragedy incomplete.
When Othello says
‘Ourselves we do not know!..’
after killing his wife, before killing himself…
All that marks our page are the things and hopefully the people we care for.
Cover your face with makeup
act a little more stupid
he’ll love you more
It reminds me of the “bike to work” movement. That is also portrayed as white,...
– comment left on the Racialious blog post “Sustainable Food & Privilege: Why is Green always White (and Male and Upper-Class)” (via sister-bell)
When I’m with my dad and we see old ladies I look over and am like ‘oh hey dad’ head nod, and he’ll head nod back ‘not rich enough’.