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I finally did it, not-poignant.

I didn’t have that first bit of the beginning saved so I had to improvise a new one, but my tribute to your grand work is now posted for all to see.

Can we all take a moment to notice that there exists a real Midgardian Loki in our midst:  Olympian figure skater Johnny Weir.

I mean, LOOK at him! He’s practically Tom Hiddleston’s lost brother, and judging from his Google image results, he’s flamboyant and over-the-top just as we’d imagine Loki to be had he been born here in this generation.

"Endless Blue"
Framed and in need of a new home. Grr, baby! Very grr! YEah.

me: *plots out entire novel, mentally writes 500 pages of dialogue, and deeply develops primary and secondary characters whilst driving*
me: *opens microsoft word* wait, what?

My youngest son, Rhys, taking a bath in his cooler bag.

My son, Daeven, in costume for his school celebrating 100 days in class. 
Can’t decide if he looks more like Fuller from Home Alone, or Steve Urkel.

My son, Daeven, in costume for his school celebrating 100 days in class.
Can’t decide if he looks more like Fuller from Home Alone, or Steve Urkel.

Sunrise driving to Stillwater, Okla.

Sunrise driving to Stillwater, Okla.

Sunrises on my way to work this week.

Collecting above and below river samples for work this afternoon, snapped a couple pictures.

Wassup, cracka. 
I busted in yo lab this mo’nin, thought I’d creep on ya.
Oh, you wanna take a pic of me? That’s cool, that’s cool…here, lemme get closer so you can get a good macro of me—
AS MY ASS JUMPS ON YO MOTHAFUCKIN PHONE AND GIVES YOU A HEART ATTACK!

Wassup, cracka.

I busted in yo lab this mo’nin, thought I’d creep on ya.

Oh, you wanna take a pic of me? That’s cool, that’s cool…here, lemme get closer so you can get a good macro of me—

AS MY ASS JUMPS ON YO MOTHAFUCKIN PHONE AND GIVES YOU A HEART ATTACK!