Those who can’t move both completely and expeditiously into the turn lane should be flogged and publicly shamed.
One day this is gonna be me, just you wait and see.
BLACKFEET TRIBE STATE OF EMERGENCY!
We need food in Blackfeet Nation.
Blackfeet Nourish has been providing food for the Medicine Bear Shelter and Blackfeet Food Bank for more than six years. The month of February has been grueling. Blackfeet [Nation reservation] has been hit by blizzard after blizzard with hurricane-force winds. Many people around Blackfeet Nation are both trapped in their homes and trapped out of their homes, in shelters, and other people’s homes.
100% of the donations will go to food for the Blackfeet Nation and dispersed [by] the shelter and as directed by Blackfeet Tribe’s Incident Command Center.
Go to: http://nourishtheflathead.org/donate/ and please indicate “Blackfeet Nourish” in the message line
If you can’t donate, PLEASE signal boost! Niisiniyitaki!
It would appear I have some what looks to be Prarie bundleflower (Desmanthus illinoensis) growing amidst my Datura. Serendipity? I think so.
Footage of me showing up to the ceramics studio tomorrow morning with an iced coffee and absolutely no chill.
Okay, but this is my fucking jam. For sure going to make my top songs of 2018. I want it to be my campaign song when I show up in a cloud of smoke and laserlights being raised on a platform through the stage.
The Qedavian Apocrypha 