I bet many of those who popularized the notion of the “concern troll” are, at this point, concerned.
Doing some yard work, oh my GOD I hate the guy who lived here before. Everything’s either been overrun with vines or bamboo, allowed to overgrow for years and then brutally squared off with a chainsaw or worse, both, so that even when I trim back the undergrowth I’m just exposing a mutilated carcass of a tree.
I guess I just have to do the lion stepdad thing and start mostly from scratch. In fairness that’ll be made less painful by the same reason these problems came up in the first place - Portland is a fertile valley in the middle of a rainforest, built on a lava field plus all the silt and flood-borne topsoil from multiple mountain ranges, and shit grows absurdly quickly here.
I am in a little dip microclimate that encourages moss to grow on the trunks, that’s nice. Between that, shoji-like panes on the windows, and some other things I think I’m going to go for a Japanese theme in renovating. That’s easy to overdo into kitsch, but I’ll keep an eye on it.
I wish the Democratic candidates for President of the United States would stop trying to bootycall me
every time I see this post I think it’s referring to the Lady Gaga song
If i were an eccentric millionaire and I wasn’t allowed to do anything good or evil with it, this is definitely how I’d go about it.
International relations-wise, the Irish really dodged a bullet by giving everything names that Americans are too embarrassed to admit they can’t pronounce.
Alfred Eisenstaedt. Patrons of Milan’s La Scala opera house await a premiere. 1934
It’s been a really long time since I’ve said something at the same time as someone else and one of us called jinx.
We accept it as background noise, but it’s actually pretty weird that Mountain Dew is a drink named after another, completely different drink.