Madamemigraine, my usual dinner partner, went out for sushi this evening, so I ate all the joe-joes.is a joe-joe their version of an oreo?
don’t you have trader joe’s in your new neighborhood? their joe joes are the best—even better when they get a bit stale and soft. i hope you get a trader joe’s soon. i really hope that for you.
This is a picture of my freaky belly, which has a pink line right where the stitching on the inside of my waistband touched my skin—only touched it, didn’t press into it or anything. There’s a name for this condition, but I don’t remember what it is.
I accidentally included a really clear view of that thing between my fingers on my belly which looks like a freaky, misplaced nipple, but is actually a sebaceous keratosis, a harmless thingy that grows on old people. Move along, folks, nothing to gawk at here.
Madamemigraine, my usual dinner partner, went out for sushi this evening, so I ate all the joe-joes.
This is Canadian astronaut Commander Chris Hadfield, performing David Bowie’s “Space Oddity” while floating around the International Space Station. You may have last seen the space station team walking around in outer space fixing stuff.
You will never do anything this cool.
reblogging for madamemigraine
The world is a mean place, so I’m bringing this picture back.
“Serena McKellen” - Sir Ian McKellen
i think this makes for a good 10,000th post
So “Teddy Roosevelt Mascot” is the best thing ive ever googled ever.
i literally can not be upset about anything ever again
This is both terrifying and hilarious at the same time.
I really don’t appreciate other people posting pictures of my father on the internet without his consent.
before i knew his name, i referred to a certain guy as “that teddy roosevelt guy.” this is what he looked like.
i also like to speak with a British accent when I first meet people, and then surprise them later with my actual Western American accent.
Ah Jason, he is a total legend. Yes, our first ever meeting in the lobby of a Belfast hotel did start by him rugby tackling me to the floor yelling “WIFEY!!”
- Emilia Clarke
when you’ve had a toothache for a couple of weeks, and all you can do is take regular doses of a marginally effective anti-inflammatory med but you can’t go to the dentist because you don’t have any fucking money to speak of, but then one morning you wake up and the problem has simply…gone…away!
Chaise lounge with box fan, as seen from the living room where I am currently tumblring with Madamemigraine (who I understand has just now posted the exact same picture). This is how our neighbor Donna intends to sun herself in the driveway during the balmy season here in north-central Kentucky. The hacksaw leaning against the garage is a nice touch.
And, yes, I took this photo through a screened window because I didn’t want to actually walk outside and be all obvious and shit.
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