Grave repaired with duct tape
Oh my god it was like The Exorcist, behind a hay bale, in the middle of nowhere Wyoming. The guys were trying to make sure I’m not going to get killed by a grizzly. I felt so much better after that, it was great. You know, these were manly men. If you met them in a bar you’d be like, “What do you do for work?” and they would be like, “I catch bears for a living.” — Don’t Eat a Big Mac on a Bear Hunt: Tristan Ahtone
UPDATE: Old human skull left outside church - can you help police investigation? -
“It gave us both a start. When I looked, I just said, ‘I don’t want to see that, thank you.’ Just looking at it wasn’t that pleasant.
“Once we realised it was an old skull it wasn’t so bad.”
I am reminded of the AskMetafilter tale of Percy the Skull.
"Fuck you, does NYC have a flag? Chicago has a flag."
"Yeah, what is it? A Dunkin Donuts napkin?" — Yes, I have always been a total asshole, why do you ask?
Saturday, July 19, 2014
My friends Grayson and Tina counterprotest the anti-choice people in Raleigh every Saturday. Here, the antichoice people have assembled in prayer to, as they are reported to have put it, “pray for Grayson’s wife.”
Mmm… Rattlesnake in supreme sauce… Our favorite!
(Source: floridamemory.com, via oldflorida)
From my late teens to my mid-20s, everything I read was gay, gay, gay. Trying to fill that empty space in me that wondered where I came from and what had transpired before I got here. I had to anchor myself, place my very existence in a framework, give my life context. I had to find my culture, my history. Claim pride in my past and awe for those who created and paid for it. The shared experience that was lacking in my own home I found in the history of my LGBT brothers and sisters. I had to find, recognize and create my own heroes. As a Jewish kid, my lineage came to me. As a gay kid, I had to go to my lineage. — Rogeronimo.: Fanboy Thanks a Hero
“Considered a ‘pious fiction’—that is, a sort of unofficial folktale—she enjoyed popularity throughout Europe. Before the Church removed her commemoration in ’69, July 20 was her feast day.”
The cult of the bearded female saint, Wilgefortis.
Everything is now The Onion.