Mama loon and a little one in northern Michigan, 14 June, 2024. Photo by Randy Stout. #BirdsOfMastodon
“I enjoy trying to capture images from the loon's perspective. It often results in me getting wet, but that helps me bond with them!” - photographer Randy Stout
Some of the things I like to fucking throw at morons who do the whole “This is ‘Merica! There should be no socialism here! Period!” #tRumpanzees #MAGAts
The area of Wisconsin where Baraboo is is sooooo pretty, one of my favorite places. It’s too bad there are shit birds like this fuckhead to gum up the works and bring out the ugly. Of course, the part of Wisconsin I live in, a few hours to the northeast, is pretty af; there are times I can’t believe I live in the midst of where so many people can only dream of even spending a day or weekend. However, some of the tRumpanzees and MAGAts tend to find ways to uglify it. https://wiscnews.com/news/local/education/baraboo-wi-graduation-father-pushes-superintendent-rainey-briggs/article_b33200cc-21bd-11ef-be03-0fe0b2b7a52c.html
Each Memorial Day (and other days), at some point out here on deck, I’ll play this one for my son, Ryan. Five Finger Death Punch recorded a version of their own a few years later but this is the one that really hits home with me. #MusicOfMastodon #AltRock #IxnayOnTheHombre
Leavin' flowers on your grave To show that I still care Black roses and "Hail Marys” Can't bring back what's taken from me Ireach to the sky and call out your name And if I could trade, I would
"A poem cannot stop a bullet. A novel can't defuse a bomb. But we are not helpless. We can sing the truth and name the liars." - Salman Rushdie #DeepThoughts
“If you are going to give a speech about how a woman’s highest calling is in the home you might not want to do it at a liberal arts college run by a bunch of women who rejected being homemakers.” - Father Nathan Monk
“I’m still here and I’ll tell you what, there’s no fucking chance in a million trillion years that I made it through all of that just so that at the age of 49, I’d let some fucking loser with 22 numbers, a cross and an American flag in his handle hurt me with some stupid fucking words he all-caps slammed into a keyboard in his mommy’s basement.“ - Jo Jo From Jerz
Histories of ages pastUnenlightened shadows castDown through all eternityThe crying of humanity'Tis then when the Hurdy Gurdy ManComes singing songs of love. - Donovan