The “mass shooting” in Erie, PA was in fact a family annihilation event. A 45-year-old man with a registered firearm killed his entire family, including babies and a pregnant woman.
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ATTENTION: midposting will be on your permanent record
tsp. and Tbsp. are two of the most messed up decisions we’ll ever see
not kicking butt and not taking names but a secret third thing (refusing to get out of bed)
*waking up* …Wait is today a holiday? Can I smoke a morning joint?
“What are you doing?” Saying words for hearts duh
I didn’t drink myself into a stupor. I was already stupored beforehand.
Watching a Midsommer Murders I've somehow never seen, which involves masks of political figures, nuns, a David Byrne-Jones stained glass window being damaged (my biggest stress so far! PRB FOREVER!) and random strangulation.
“What are you doing?” Saying words for hearts duh
Me, carefully explaining my fantasies to my therapist without triggering a three-day hospital stay.
My heart is a graveyard anyway wanna get tacos
*watching a short british doc* “Here we have Parkinson. His nickname is “Parky” … and so-and-so Smith.“ His nickname of course? Smithy You guys are really bad at nicknames.
My heart is a graveyard anyway wanna get tacos
His 1st night home from the shelter, he finally finds his forever home and his own boy. Every shelter dog deserves a story like this. Share the love. ❤️
There’s a moment, after I’ve browned the stew beef, when the mirepoix hits the pan for the first time and starts to immediately interact with all of that delicious fond . . . it’s got to be in the top 5 best smells in the universe
Jeremy@floregonian.com · yesterdayIt’s a day for beef stew
I got 'foregone' and 'foreskin' confused in an email, and long story short, I have a date on Friday
My house has a 70s vibe. In the best possible way. Soft golds greens and rich browns. A kiss of rattan. I love it because it’s mine. No one to tell me while I was thrifting that it’s looking stupid or ugly or I’m not talented with decorating. I thought I‘d fail. But I didn’t. It’s perfect.
ok. How are we gonna Philip K. Dick ourselves the fuck out of this