14,115 feet skyward. Also some tourists puked from the altitude.
Took a drive through Cascade, CO and up to the summit of Pike’s Peak. This was taken after we all got kicked off the summit because May blizzard. Squiggle is road.
Well those are all certainly words.
Pictured: The moment everything went off the fucking rails. (2016, colorized)
I work in training and development and almost had a stroke today when someone showed me some new material for new hires that essentially said, ‘to get promoted you should volunteer to do more work’. Uh, no. We’re not asking people to work for free, take that out. Forget it ever existed. Fucks sake.
He looks like he could use a venti covfefe.
I have questions that I should probably keep to myself…
CPAC is definitely a Nazi bar.
Abaddon and Apocalypse have cleared my calendar.
What in the demented word salad hell did I just read?
My kids already call me bruh.
“Am I so out of touch? No it must be the voters who are wrong.” -Bob Good, probably
Have I personally avoided going to the hospital? Absofuckinglutely. Unless I’m in immediate danger of dying I’ll figure it out myself. I’ve superglued more than one nasty cut that probably needed stitches, entirely possible I’ve ignored more than one concussion. Is it smart? Unequivocally and resoundingly not. Do I do it anyway so I can pay my rent? Yep.
Who in their right fucking mind thinks letting teenagers work at landfills, meat processing plants, and logging companies is a good idea?! I think the record clearly shows that teenagers don’t always make the best damn decisions. Jesus wept this shit is insanity.
Absofuckinglutely NOT. If I’d have had to prove domestic abuse in the South to get divorced I’d be a fucking corpse by now. My ex is a very bad person.