Music Nerd, Paleontology, Weird History, Local Folklorist, Former Radio Host, Complex Personal Lore Haver, fan of SpongeBob and Juan Carlos Bodoque. He/Him.
To celebrate the Superb Owl, here’s my favorite owl of all time, Ornimegalonyx. This denizen of Late Pleistocene Cuba is estimated to stand over 3 and a half feet tall. It had powerful legs, leading scientists to believe it preferred running to flying.
Please enjoy the moment of totality from a little old southern Indiana. Honest to god, I underestimated how awesome this would be. Wow. I’m very much speechless.
I wish the grief/stress would take a break for a bit. I feel like my problems are so small given what’s going on in the world. I feel almost selfish for thinking of myself somwtimes. I just feel tried in so many ways. Things are getting better, too. It’s just taking a while.
Midnight isn’t happening, so:
Happy New Year Everyone! I hope we all have a wonderful 2024.
2023 was a very rough year for me-with many personal trials and tragedies. I’m thankful I have great friends that helped me through a chaotic year. It meant the world to me. Thank you!
After the disappointment of this year, I’m already planning some road trips for next year because I deserve it. Caves, cemeteries, attempted socialist utopias, burial mounds, pirate hideouts, abandoned medical theaters, I don’t care. I need to recapture some joy.
Jolted awake from light sleep to remind my “Mutuals” they are very cool people who are very talented and strong. You’re all going to do really neat things and overcome the obstacles in your way. Even if you don’t feel that right now (which I get), you still are. Hang in there!
It is both very cool and very annoying to be be in the path of a total eclipse Monday.
No doubt it will be gorgeous, but I don’t think I can leave my house.
Never thought I’d see a total solar eclipse and the aurora borealis in my hometown in the course of two months, but here we are!
This is either a sign of great fortune, or I need to sacrifice something. Still unsure which will happen, but if you see me building an altar….
I’m gonna say something potentially embarrassing, please be kind:
For the longest time, I thought asking for someone’s Snapchat was better than asking for phone numbers because I figured it was less invasive, as I had no clue *what* people were using Snapchat for… ah, naïveté.
Worst weekend I’ve had in a very long time. My family would greatly appreciate any thoughts and good intentions you’ve got. We’ve had a sudden loss, and we’re all still very much in shock.
Everyday I wake up and thank the powers that be I was born before the elf on the shelf craze. That thing, in addition to the whole surveillance angle, unnerves me, especially with those unblinking eyes.
Part of going to a private religious school:
I saw this on Facebook and could NOT believe this was a thing. All the comments not only confirmed this, but said it was common. I’m flabbergasted. I get that it’s good fundraising, but wow!
Just want to say that my friends here on Twitters (also called OOMFIES(?)) are the best. Thanks for putting up with all the nonsense I come up with. I just think it’s so wild that people from other parts of the U.S. and the world think I’m somewhat interesting, possibly cool.
Merry Christmas, everyone! I hope you all have a great day with the people who matter to you. Enjoy the holiday and may you spend it filled with joy and good cheer.
Probably the best photo of me and my dad. I don’t know what I said, but this is one of the few instances of him smiling. (Also remember that beards are magic)
I think people would be amazed and frightened by the the “amount of well-known things I just found out about now” experienced I have. Today was discovering what “An Archive of Our Own” is.
So, I walked into this cute local toy store and walked out with two figurines of my favorite extant animals. Love these weird lil guys. You know who they are.
I went to a private, Christian, school. I would’ve loved a mascot like this
We were the Eagles. Nearly every team we played was the Eagles. We had an 8-team tournament once where everyone was the Eagles. It was even the same mascot, stolen from the Philadelphia Eagles. I can’t.
A sincere Happy Valentine’s Day to all my friends on here! Thanks for enjoying my nonsense and being awesome friends. Whether in a relationship or not, may we all (hopefully) enjoy the half-off candy tomorrow!
Alright it’s Saturday night. Time to party.
(Reading a book, listening to my Spotify playlist, drinking a hot tea, and going to bed at 10)
You all should’ve seen my wild teen years!*
*there were none*
Me: Wow! People liked this post and I’ve gotten better at this! I should have a grilling party with friends!
Me, realizing the homies are not centralized near me: Nooooo
I’m sorry to be mopey on the Timeline, friends, but I’m just not feeling it today. I’ve been in a rut all day. Hopefully tomorrow makes me feel less out of place.
Flashback to when I visited Petrified Forest NP, I was 17.
I walked in the Visitor’s Center and joyfully exclaimed: “Oh my god! They have a Postosuchus and a Phytosaur!”
The Park Ranger, who probably assumed I couldn’t hear them, said:
“Oh, Lord, another one of those.”
This app is officially COOKED.
Seriously, thank you to everyone who finds me cool/friendly(?) enough to be worthy of a follow. It’s really a shock, but I appreciate it greatly. Using social media to find other confidants was a great move during a dark time. Means so much to me!
*Eating Taco Bell with my Dad*
Me: “Yknow, the War of 1812 has really been interesting to me lately. It’s moving up my list of historical events.”
My Dad (a history major): “I thought you were going to talk about the burrito, I did not see that one coming.”
Most people trying to be funny: *are actually funny*
Me trying to be funny: “F*uck it, we ball suggests the existence of “Abstinence, you square”.
I’m so sorry.