Some authentic Palo Alto Black Squirrel fur
Me after blending … noses and ears apparently like givin' me sh$t.
Quick … someone give me a slippery-slope argument that managed to hold up.
Do not attempt becoming a motaur …
Me before the Beautyblender
Just to appreciate the ridiculous number of color mixes I calculated for the diagram that aren't even visible.
Think I will redo this one all authentic-like next.
After the first round of cosmetics…
Okay, so it is totally possible I over corrected a bit on the nice crazy lady's face for the scale she is at in the Euler diagram.
17:22 into episode two of Mosquito Coast … all the way in now.
That feeling you have in the pit of your stomach … that thing you're missing … but can't quite name … that first step upon the road to recovery we've not yet placed … that prerequisite to saving the state of our union. It is a known known. It has a name … accountability.
I suppose an essay regarding the current state of reality rejectionism stateside is in order … slightest bit of encouragement I'd probably write it. It would seem most perspectives I have been coming across miss entirely what is coming down the line.
Challenge issued for selling me on the filibuster … 'cause short of someone pulling off that little miracle … I have been nothing but disappointed in our leadership and their grasp of the gravity of the nation's predicament.
Rough draft of the Euler diagram I've been working on.
Seriously … Apple Music … what do I have to do to get you to stop inserting Keith Urban into an otherwise totally listenable generated playlist?
Suppose I oughta let the world know for posterity. Trouble brewing in the states. Not sure when it will boil over.
Ashley Thomas and Jeremiah Birkett are next level in Them.
Heart set on throwing out your back whilst slinging 200 lbs of sand about for the purpose of filling the 4 flimsy vessels intended to keep your umbrella from going full on Poppins? I recommend doing so as you finish filling the 4th … rather than as you begin filling the 1st.