Song of Choice // Peggy Seeger

just had the weirdest interaction. this off-leash Yorkshire Terrier wobbled up to sniff my ankle, and then its owner said “the vet wanted to euthanize her”

and I was like “……oh”

and she said “4 years ago. she had a stroke, but I went to church and prayed to the Virgin Mary, and now she can walk again. but sometimes she drops, which is why I have this stroller”

and I was like “oh, okay.” I didn't know what to say after that, so I was just like "it's a cool dog" and kept walking

Vico Ortiz and Jack Qu'emi photographed by transnormativity | March 2023

the 2025 production of company featuring kermit

The little directional nose and skinny legs get me. What a horrifying little charmer. I like him well.

Waow taht is a creachur

that is one of the most animals

well that certainly is a Thing

Well, It's That

If I saw one of these in a sci-fi or fantasy movie I would just accept them as a made up part of the fantasy without question. The possibility of them being a real thing would never even enter my head

good news! it's real and it's a black and rufous elephant shrew and it's god's gift to your dashboard

Something about this is so genuine and funky. It feels so natural that if I heard the correct lyrics it wouldn't process as right in my brain. This man yelling about his green tea and watermelon sour patch kids fits so well with the live music playing in the background, the atmosphere, the whole situation. It's like some reverse slam poetry talking about how good life is and how the simple pleasures should be enjoyed. I'm in love with this tik tok.

old alt rock fans in the notes are like:

1) this slaps and actually sounds like a lot of the classics

2) if i went to a concert and they played this i wouldnt even question it. id be like FUCK yeah they were watermelon!!!

gender is a performance and im getting heckled by those old gay muppets

Those tags had me weeping actual tears of mirth holy fuck

The Pond

August of another summer, and once again I am drinking the sun

and the lilies again are spread across the water.

I know now what they want is to touch each other.

I have not been here for many years during which time I kept living my life.

Like the heron, who can only croak, who wishes he

could sing,

I wish I could sing.

A little thanks from every throat would be appropriate.

This is how it has been, and this is how it is:

All my life I have been able to feel happiness, except whatever was not happiness, which I also remember.

Each of us wears a shadow.

But just now it is summer again

and I am watching the lilies bow to each other, then slide on the wind and the tug of desire,

close, close to one another.

Soon now, I’ll turn and start for home.

And who knows, maybe I’ll be singing.

I emailed the artist Ray Troll to ask if he ever planned to reprint these shirts:

But he said they just didn’t sell enough to warrant a reprint. SURELY the gay sex wet beast tiktaalik meme website could prove him wrong…

that post reminds me: you know what i haven't seen in years? a spocked fiver

used to be (especially back working in retail in the middle of uni towns) i couldn't go a month without seeing one of these

now? nothing.

i miss them

this is literally the funniest plot twist in any form of media ever

No but get this dude's entire's backstory. When he went to church it was blown up. He was impaled by a crucifix and onlt survived 2 days because he drank the blood of his dead family for 2 days until he was rescued. They called him vamp but not because all of that. Because he was bisexual

Also this is what "he's named Vamp because he's bisexual" looks like

Did I mention that hole in his forehead is a gunshot wound which he survived because he's essentially immortal, and he can walk up sheer vertical faces?

Right, because of his bisexuality

if you set off a rube goldberg type death trap to kill someone, if it's a long enough machine, it ceases to become your fault if somebody dies at the end. that's how I've gotten away with it all these years, and why I'm still going to heaven.

(via @yellowocaballero)

nothing much scarier than a lake. that water has been there for so long. too long some might say. wet

I couldn’t sleep until I drew this

I am in love with Clara 😭

Transcript:

Clara trusts me enough to show me different parts of her body like her belly. show me her mouth and allow me to touch all of those teeth. —right? can you turn and show them all of your teeth? good job!— So we work really hard on being able to look over their entire bodies, and progress those behaviors to things like voluntary blood draws, ultrasounds, teeth brushing, and radiographing. —right? yeah!— But the biggest thing is we find what they find reenforcing and they show us that. and that includes hugs. —right?— And Clara has shown us that she really seems to enjoy tactile, so I give her this hand signal and she will show me what part of her body she wants rubbed. So, right now she wants a big noogie —right? good.— and sometimes what I will do is I’ll make her head a little pancake. or then I’ll rub her side and then she snuggles right in. —huh? huh! good girl thats very nice, good.— And then like I said, she would climb right on my lap and allow me to continue giving her tactile.

Clean Slate, The Mountain Goats (x)

[ID: A pastel-style painting from the driver’s seat inside a car, showing the dashboard and rearview mirror. Outside the windshield the road is flat and straight, in the middle of a prairie with some hill shadows off in the distance. The sky is shaded in several different sunrise colours. Pasted on the painting are two lines from the Mountain Goats song ‘Clean Slate’, with white backgrounds. “remember at your peril” in the upper left, right at the horizon, and “forget the ones you can” in the lower right on the dashboard.

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