coyote sing along hour, all caps, punk
SO YOU'VE BEEN TO SCHOOL FOR A YEAR OR TWO
AND YOU KNOW YOU'VE SEEN IT ALL
IN YOUR DADDY'S CAR THINKING YOU'LL GO FAR
BACK EAST YOUR TYPE DON'T CRAWL
PLAY ETHNICKY JAZZ TO PARADE YOUR SNAZZ
ON YOUR FIVE GRAND STEREO
BRAGGING HOW YOU KNOW THAT THE [slur]S FEEL COLD
AND THE SLUMS GOT SO MUCH SOUL
IT'S TIME TO FACE WHAT YOU MUST FEAR
RIGHT GUARD WILL NOT HELP YOU HERE
BRACE YOURSELF MY DEAR
BRACE YOURSELF MY DEAR
I am grateful and honored to be a guest in y'house on the occasion of y'daughter's weddin'. Oh wait, wrong movie.
While I’m stalling on heading north. #drawings from yesterday, two roughed out earlier this week (you can kinda get an idea of what rough drawings look like from the werewolves).
watching Emmet Otter's Jug Band for the first time ever. This thing's gorgeous. I can see where this is going, this is The Gift of the Magi again, isn't it?
Did they give a time frame or location for this? I missed the start, and they read as southern enough to give me the heebie jeebies, but that's distinctly not a southeastern winter, so maybe they're yankees from Virginia or something.
there's a lot of things I want to talk about, possibly unmedicated ADHD speaking *but* I realized, looking up range part of why I like rose breasted grosbeaks and scarlet tanagers are I haven't been in their range for literally decades, and they were birds I saw or could have seen growing up.
Off to get coffee and see if that makes me focus.
Lots of random gunk, but some drawings and cooking talk too. Obsesses about DnD and related topics. Left-leaning/profoundly frustrated politics. Black lives matter; trans rights are human rights.
Occasionally NSFW art and discussion, please do follow if you're 18+.