This is a big one. I was sitting at my desk trying to get through some work, but I couldn't concentrate, and then all these words came to me. I haven't written like this in a long time, and, let me tell you, IT FEELS GOOD.

This late breakfast at my desk is a reminder to eat more plants, because we hate them and they deserve death.

Here's my July 2019 Mixtape. It's 1 hour and 54 minutes long and has 33 singer/songwriter, alternative, psychedelic, punk, indie rock, rock, vocal, and pop songs from 6 different decades. Happy listening!

"Personal blogging, building my own life narrative outside the previous impediments of offline social expectations, let me discover a courage I didn’t ever believe I could possess before."
β€”I’m Apparently an Inveterate Liar When It Comes to Blogging, but It’s a Hope-based Kind of Lying,

Two of my Tweetdeck columns aligned in the most delightful way just now:

My June 2019 Mixtape is out: June’s mixtape is 1 hour and 29 minutes long and has 24 hip-hop, rap, r&b/soul, rock, indie rock, alternative, pop, indie pop, and singer/songwriter songs from 6 different decades.

This is my chubster, Augie. He thinks we should stay here aaaaalllll day.

My second piece is something I wrote for @palinode for Valentine's Day, but I was too nervous about it and so sat on it until today. He likes it :)

What the heart forgets, the spirit will return.

Ignore the cat hair-covered socks, because look what arrived in the morning mail today: a pair of new-to-me Pour La Victoire uber-sparkly shoes via ThredUp.

I love a good deal on gorgeous shoes, and getting $214USD Pour La Victoire shoes worn what appears to be once inside maybe for $23.10 makes me very happy first thing on Monday.

Also, yes, I modelled these shoes against my bedroom wall because they were delivered to me in bed. I'm living well.

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