ex-sysadmin, former R&B vocalist, currently an ACS CCP® cheesemonger working in an artisan creamery and living in the high desert of rural oregon with a yeti
look at this shit, RIP my fucking water bill
(even though i had most of the stupid lawn ripped out last year there's still stuff left that needs to be kept alive or whatever, so the sprinklers run from sundown 'til bedtime when it's like this)
sink into your pretty shiny phone, ignore the inelegant terrible bullshit that is the modern airport process (gotta pay those shareholders! haul your own luggage, peon)
volunteering
(the kitchen complex in this hotel is thousands and thousands and thousands of square feet, and has millions of dollars in sheet pans and pots alone)
this is a tree ring in my mostly-graveled back yard
the sapling that was in it didn't survive last winter's brutal cold snap, so I filled it with wildflower seeds and now they're all in bloom!
these are real ads in my local paper
(the whole rest of the classifieds is government notices in tiny print: a county budget, requests for gov't bids, home repos, and unclaimed utilities dividends)
