Finally combed through my phone and pulled the shots I’d taken of mushrooms I’ve found this year.
St. Patrick’s Park, May 2018.
Finally combed through my phone and pulled the shots I’d taken of mushrooms I’ve found this year.
St. Patrick’s Park, May 2018.
Good morning, and welcome to the Boxing Day Hunky Hump Day.
At the risk of making Wiser lose his mind, here’s one more Christmas song. This was one of the albums I grew up with, and I don’t hear “Buon Natale” (cued up) or “Bossa Nova Noel” anywhere else.
Now for the hunks.
I saw the ads for “I Am the Night” on TNT.
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May the Hope of this Season Remain Forever with You All!
Merry Christmas friends!!.
Since one of the more popular current theories is that Jesus (i.e. our Lord and Savior, the second person of the Blessed Trinity, Iēsus Nazarēnus, Rēx Iūdaeōrum) was actually the just a collective hallucination by some sort of Judean mushroom cult (aka “Jesus was a mushroom!”, a variation on the equally ludicrous “stoned ape” theory of the invention of symbolic thought), please join me for some Advent/Christmas Eve music. It’s thematic ‘n’ stuff.
Let’s begin with a real master of painting, Bob Ross. A man who lived at the right time. In today’s world he would be copied and irrelevant within weeks.