We Are In An Area Loaded With Rivers, So My Parents Would Have Had Their Pick Of:

Happy 103rd birthday, National Park Service! For more than a century, the passionate and dedicated people of the National Park Service have protected our country’s natural, cultural and historic treasures, ensuring current and future generations can experience and be inspired by these special places. Our love and respect for national parks runs deep and wide – just like the famous Grand Canyon National Park in Arizona. Sunrise photo courtesy of Brandon Erdman.

Too true too often

getting to know my mutuals and followers: if you had to sing karaoke on the spot RIGHT NOW what would your go to song be

one time i got mugged and that’s the day i realized there are just too many actually bad people in the world for any of us to be worried about furries. oh no they wanna be a wolf and date a lemur……. cool did they mug you? no? why are you concerned it’s not your business

No regrets

They had something to eat. They had a drink.  They were at the inn...had a room for the night.  They argued about philosophy...he was right.  She hated that he was right, but he was.  It was as if he'd seen all the details of her life and read all the lessons she'd learned through her 30-some years:  no one ever stayed for long.  They did what was socially expected; not what they really wanted... or needed. 

They had another drink... something called "to-kill-ya" or something like that.  It was sweet...like his smile.  It was tart, like his sense of humour. 

No one ever stayed.  She knew it, but did it matter?  One sweet night is all she wanted, then whatever the next day brought, it brought...no obligations, no regrets.  She laughed a lot.  How long had it been since she laughed?  Really laughed?  She laughed so hard that she couldn't breathe. 

When they finally staggered up to their room...why had they only gotten one room anyway...she wished she hadn't drunk so much; she'd be asleep in minutes and awake in just a couple hours.... regretting.... wondering what it was like to have a normal life, whatever that meant, and then moving on.  Maybe he'd move on with her.  She'd like that.  Maybe she'd never see him again and he'd be stacked among the possibilities she never tried hard enough to explore.  Possibilities... eventualities... who could say?   But she did laugh.

Now I'm ready for my day!

2015 - Here are some gifs of Donald Trump being attacked by a bald eagle named Uncle Sam, literally the least patriotic thing that can happen to an American. [video]

Someone in my family: says some stupid shit.

Me: struggles not to roll eyes; struggles to say something affirming despite my deep disagreement because, despite their inability to think critically or consider information from more than one source, I love them.

Me: says something that doesn't jive with their beliefs.

My family: struggles not to roll eyes and says something affirming because, despite my disturbing lack of faith, they love me.

Lost it from my posts :\

*Jespar and Prophet outside the Inn door* Jespar: If we walk in together, people will think we’re a couple.

Prophet rolls eyes and walks through the door.

Jespar waits a minute, walks through the door; sees guys hovering around Proph: Jespar: Back off… we’re a couple!

I know this place…

Fictober19:  Day 2 Prompt:  “Just follow me, I know the area.” But I had to diverge a little because the one story I could think of for this exact prompt was fluff that relied in large part on work by @daedric-prince-of-pasta and others who contributed to the “is it a date? If not, make it one!” posts, but I didn’t have time to ask them about using it… so no fun fluff this time. Warnings:  well, it’s about the seductiveness of depression, the liar, so maybe…

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I know this place...this never ends well for me...

Just follow me, it whispers gently... a lover's beckoning call.  It pulls coyly at the hips; fingers trailing down the spine.

But, I know this place, and this never ends well...

Just follow me, it sighs wistfully... a delusion's longing coo.  It claws hungrily at the thighs; breath caressing familiar curves.

... I know this place, and this never ends well…

Just follow me, it cries beseechingly... a liar's pleading press.  Waves crashing on the shore, mesmerizing, metered steps to the abyss...

I do know this place, and it never ends... Until I end it.  Wake up!

The Doctor Who Helped Defeat Smallpox Explains What's Coming

Epidemiologist Larry Brilliant, who warned of pandemic in 2006, says we can beat the novel coronavirus—but first, we need lots more testing.

Insightful and well worth the read... His TED Talk is here: https://www.ted.com/talks/larry_brilliant_my_wish_help_me_stop_pandemics?language=en