Doesn’t she only like Andrew? Which obviously wouldn’t look good.
I think at this stage no family is untouched by empty, echoing funerals broadcast on the web. That picture is us all or will be.
Doesn’t she only like Andrew? Which obviously wouldn’t look good.
I think at this stage no family is untouched by empty, echoing funerals broadcast on the web. That picture is us all or will be.
This was a view looking from just north of Radium Springs towards Hatch today. This is always the desert but it is really brutal right now.
Well, this is awful:
I wonder if the people who have made their careers in this sort of thing have any sense of self awareness. If your job is basically nothing but finding new ways to vomit ads into the public’s consciousness, how do you deal with the fact that your presence in the universe is dedicated to making life that little bit shittier for everyone else.
Here is my cousin Donny’s take on the whole thing…
not really my cousin Donny, he just looks like him in that pic
That’s what they call “sheep for brains.”
As a queer kid growing up in the south, it’s never been safe.
They just finally decided to come for the trans kids.
Note: Not all the south is bad. But states that are doing this shit? Yeah, they’re going to be pretty bad and it’s going to get really awful.
No, people just started noticing that they go for trans kids. We were there all along, getting beaten and hoping that we wouldn’t die in a tragic accident (It was never called murder or suicide, because that made the family look bad).
That’s fair and true too.
if only he’d brought a selfie stick
Lake Powell is just 35% full and Lake Mead stands at 38% of capacity, leaving each shoreline 140 feet below its full-pool level, Bunk said.
Reclamation forecasts that this year just 41% of the average amount of water will flow into Lake Powell, mostly from melting snow pack. A drought stretching back to 2002 and climate change have led us here, and not only is there less water flowing into the river, but that water is melting faster and earlier in the year, Bunk said.
I’m not in that picture.
Can they take it again? I blinked.
Get off my lawn, then.