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Hacks is a strange show because it’s pretty enjoyable but its writing is so distractingly bad at points with the characters doing and saying things that no human person would ever do or say. It only has a few tricks / storyline set ups that it repeats so often that by the finale it just feels like you’re watching a fan edit of the first three seasons.

Baby, I’m buying a house today

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Driving around my town trying to find one single burger just one burger or a hot dog but Unfortunately everythings just rubble and twisted scaffolding upstretched and rotting and theres shit on fire and a big black ass sky

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Guess i cant do shit anymore Cause the sewers are all muddied with a thousand lonely suicides... And yep, you guessed it: a dark wind blows.

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elvis died because it wasnt getting enough fiber

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ive never fucked up someones pronouns this badly before, sorry

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Chen Chen, Your Emergency Contact Has Experienced an Emergency

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“Fairy tales — the proper kind, those original Brothers Grimm and Hans Christian Andersen tales I recall from my Eastern European childhood, unsanitized by censorship and unsweetened by American retellings — affirm what children intuitively know to be true but are gradually taught to forget, then to dread: that the terrible and the terrific spring from the same source, and that what grants life its beauty and magic is not the absence of terror and tumult but the grace and elegance with which we navigate the gauntlet.”

— Maria Popova, “The Importance of Being Scared: Polish Nobel Laureate Wisława Szymborska on Fairy Tales and the Necessity of Fear”

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we can’t talk here contact me in my dream tonight

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life is too fleeting for all this worrying

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“Sunset over the Grocery Box,” by me. The view from my father’s front yard in January 2014.

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“Sunset at the End of My Driveway (Excluding Pavements Covered With the Shite of One Million Dogs)” by me.

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“Sunset from My Front Yard Taken on an iPod Touch in 2010″

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“Sunset in Nov 2021 Taken in the Parking Lot of the Pharmacy”

“sunset from the parking lot of the diner taken on an iphone 5 in 2016”

the view across the road partially eclipsed by house, 2017

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Taken from a stepladder putting up Christmas lights

-2014, front yard

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“Brewing Storm on an Evening Commute”

And “Finally, no Power Lines”

-Sept. 30, 2020, passenger seat of a moving Buick

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Behind a near-defunct mall in super small-town OK. HUGE rays.

Park And See The View 2020

(it took seconds to happen)

Waiting for The Pharmacy Line to Move, 2021

Outside the McDonald’s Drive-Thru Window, 2018

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Sunrise in early Mars 2022 at 05:09am, Walking Home from Work

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Sunset from the commie bar I occasionally volunteer at, 2023, taken five minutes before someone tripped down the stairs with a glass bottle in their hand while singing the Internationale

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Marble sky before I storm on my walk to the grocery store - 2023

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I’ve been meaning to assemble this panorama and correct the very difficult lighting (especially for a very retro iPhone 5 camera) for ten years and this post reminded me to get around to it.

On June 26th, 2015, a completely foreign world to now, I was driving home with NPR on, and pulled into a grocery store parking lot.

I had just heard via the radio the Obergefell v. Hodges decision which legalized gay marriage.

Texas was celebrating with a double rainbow.

All love is beautiful.

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Georgia O'Keeffe (November 15, 1887 – March 6, 1986),”Mother of American modernism"

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Bert Lee (b.1929) - ‘Merlin’ the Museum Cat. Oil on card.

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Colette (Colette Justine)

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A prominent figure in the downtown New York scene of the 1970s, Colette’s multimedia work has influenced major artists and musicians, including Cindy Sherman and Madonna. In all of her work, Colette worked under the guise of performative personas that explore issues of the body, gender, and representation. Wearing extravagant costumes, she performed, live, and slept in her installations; she even once staged her own death at the downtown Whitney Museum. “I thought of myself as ‘post conceptual’ because I persisted and believed strongly in the power of symbols,” she said. “My work was putting less emphasis on the intellect alone. I sought unity of body, mind, and soul, in my life and art.”