Just saying tho~
The chaotic trinity.
seen from China

seen from China
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from China

seen from United States
seen from Türkiye

seen from United States
seen from Germany
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from India
seen from Mexico
seen from Angola
Just saying tho~
The chaotic trinity.
Sun Pie
How many pies can fit in the sun? I have to be, I have to be, I have to be the one! To fill the sun, to fill the sun. one by one. Fill the sun with pies! Yes pies, blackberry pie. Bigger than a car to smaller than an eye. Gonna fill the sun gonna fill the sun. gonna fill the sun with blackberry pie. Until i die until i die. Gonna fill that sun with pie. Only pie. Forever pie. Pie pie pie. Only pie in my eyes. I love pie time, the time for pie. Blackberry pie. Until i die die die.why the sun, the sun you ask. It has to do with a painful past. Sitting outside with blackberry pie, i saw a light shine in my eyes. Then it was gone, what did i see. That monstrosity in front of me. In my eyes my poor blackbeary pie, was filled with sun and then it died. So i will fill the sun, the sun with pie. The only pie blackberry pie. In my eyes, that yummy pie.i’ll miss you pie, the love that died. I’ll fill that sun with blackberry pie.
STEAMBOAT, CO
one the the main reasons we’d driven up to steamboat was to see our bud logan. he had just landed a chef gig at some swanky sushi/ramen joint and none of us had seen him in forever. we’d had a few cold ones at sun pies down the road, hanging out on the back patio, picking different rocks and objects in the little river to throw snowballs at while we waited for the restaurant to open.
the food was the best we’d had in a while, and with it being an open kitchen and all, we were able to watch logan make our dinner while simultaneously bustin’ his chops. recharged, we returned to sun pies for more liquids and convinced everyone in the bar to write a paragraph for a short story exquisite corpse style. we filled an entire notebook. the next morning we shared some eggo’s before pointing bills car back towards copper mountain, each taking turns reading the disjointed story aloud. we couldn’t stop laughing