If you send your dear, crazy friend photo #1, it’s possible you’ll receive #2 in short order.
Bobby stands in solidarity with all colonized people.
It turns out I’m not built for blogging about myself. That’s not a knock to people who are - I wish I were.
Thanks for playing. I’m off and returning to a 215 comment Facebook fight about Israel and Palestine, because Oberlin alums simply CANNOT leave it alone.
I can’t help myself. Neither could you if you were their person.
I’m not an Olympian, but I like to think I’m a reasonably fit guy. I can run a couple of miles at a 10 minute mile pace without puking or dying. Still, every time I do a swimming workout at my local Y, I watch these either very tiny or rather un-tiny old ladies bopping about like zen little fish while I gasp for air every other lap and (audibly) chant, “it’s okay that it’s hard, it’s okay that it’s hard, it’s okay that it’s hard.”
In other news, I am precisely on time for my 9:25 tumblr post.