props to this girl:

I have no clue who this is...

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My sister had a party last night...

pics soon to come. 

I was obsessed with her Canon Mark II 5D. 

You would be too.

It makes me cream my panties for sure.

<3. 

Emily DeRoche, one of my very favorite local photographers took some pictures of my nephews a few weeks ago at Wuthering Heights Park in Beaumont. 

These are just two that she had up on her FB. 

Aythen. 

Apparently he was being a little shit that day.

I'm pretty excited to see some tantrum images. 

Archer.

AKA: 

Archimedes 

Archimeedle

Archie

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UV Tattoo. 

It's all about the process, not the goal. 

Baptism of Christ (1710)

 Aert De Gelder

Fast Food Pyramid.

An image I found on my friend Emily's wedding photo album on FB. 

I thought it was absolutely brilliant. 

Apparently they were trying to have "sexy arms" for photos.

Gotta hate some flappy arms. 

<3. 

So many things have been going awry lately. 

I'm having a hard time being positive at all. 

I feel like there's something in the air... 

Something pulling on everyone's energies.

Normalcy has slipped right out the fucking window. 

I just feel so connected to everyone and everything around me and it can hurt a lot sometimes. 

There's only one thing that will help me sort this out. 

Back to meditation it is. 

I hate that I get away from it on occasion. 

I have some thoughts and feelings that need to either be resolved or simply let go of; which isn't very simple at all. 

May you be happy.

May you be healthy.

May you be at peace. 

If everything is in flux, then I hope the spectrum turns around soon. 

Namaste.

Mechanically Separated McChickennn!

Say hello to mechanically separated chicken. It’s what all fast-food chicken is made from—things like chicken nuggets and patties. Also, the processed frozen chicken in the stores is made from it.

Basically, the entire chicken is smashed and pressed through a sieve—bones, eyes, guts, and all. it comes out looking like this.

There’s more: because it’s crawling with bacteria, it will be washed with ammonia, soaked in it, actually. Then, because it tastes gross, it will be reflavored artificially. Then, because it is weirdly pink, it will be dyed with artificial color.

But, hey, at least it tastes good, right?

High five, America!

The two loves of my life: Horatio and Mr. Bazzle.

Me and my new flame, Horatio. 

In other news, Mr. Bazzle and I had a photo shoot the other day. It was quite successful. 

I'm almost moved back home. 

Can't wait to save money and get me some new fucking clothes

and a mani/pedi

and a hairs cut

and a bed frame

...

In general, to feel like a girl, again. 

And not a poor motha fuckahhh.

<3.

I cannot believe it.

UPDATE: Preliminary results show that Martin and Jennifer Alston died of gunshot wounds to the head, said Judge Tom Gillam, who ordered the autopsies.

Gillam said further reports are pending.

Sheriff Mitch Woods with the Jefferson County Sheriff's Office said there is no indication that anyone other than Martin and Jennifer Alston and the 8-year-old daughter that found them was at the house before or after the shooting incidents.

"There is a good deal of evidence to be examined and analyzed in this case," said Woods. He would not elaborate on the type of evidence.

He said officials are delicately interviewing the 8-year-old witness and the investigation is ongoing.

Previous reporting:

MID COUNTY - A couple found shot to death in their Mid County home have been identified as Martin Alston, 34, and Jennifer Lynn Alston, 32.

Maj. Jimmy Singletary of the Jefferson County Sheriff's Department said that while rumors are swirling that the deaths were a murder-suicide, the investigation was still ongoing and no conclusions have been reached.

"We don't have the toxicology back, we haven't seen autopsy reports, we're still sifting through a lot of evidence at the scene and there are people we have to talk to," he said.

Martin Alston's 8-year-old daughter found the couple dead Friday night at a house on North Fifth Avenue in an unincorporated part of the county known as Central Gardens.

Jennifer Alston, a homemaker, was eight months pregnant.

Martin Alston was a communications technician with AT&T and served in the U.S. Air Force, according to his obituary.

A gathering of family and friends is planned for 6 to 8 p.m. today at Broussard's Mortuary at 505 12th Street in Nederland. Funeral services for both Martin and Jennifer Alston are scheduled for Tuesday at 10 a.m. in the chapel at Broussard's Mortuary in Nederland. Burial is planned for Oak Bluff Memorial Park in Port Neches.

Source: Beaumont Enterprise

Colbert and Migrant Workers.

"I like talking about people who don't have any power. And this seemed like the least powerful people in the United States are migrant workers who come and do our work but don't have any rights as a result-- and yet we invite them to come here and at the same time ask them to leave... Migrant workers suffer and have no rights."

Appropriating imagery and ideas is different from straight plagiarism.

Aythen

& his art makin' face: 

From: Art and Fear

Ansel Adams, never one to mistake precision for perfection, often recalled the old adage that "the perfect is the enemy of the good", his point being that if he waited for everything in the scene to be exactly right, he'd probably never make a photograph.

Freckles. Braids. <3. 

Garfield Minus Garfield. 

Makes me think of KT. :]

Indian princesssss.

HAHAHHA. 

if only.... 

a world i'd like to someday live in.

 How I feel exactly. 

 Jessi, this made me think of you. 

I'm not quite sure why. 

Fin.

Preach on, brother.

This year is anniversary of the famous “pale blue dot”. It’s a photograph of Earth, as seen from Voyager 1 while on the edge of our solar system - approximately 3,762,136,324 miles from home. By request of Carl Sagan, NASA commanded the Voyager 1 spacecraft, having completed its primary mission and now leaving the Solar System, to turn its camera around and to take a photograph of Earth across a great expanse of space. His words in regards to this photograph are always worth remembering:

 “Look again at that dot. That’s here. That’s home. That’s us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every ‘superstar,’ every ‘supreme leader,’ every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there — on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.

The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds.

Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.

The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand.

It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we’ve ever known.”

Images from them-thangs.com

 

 Love these images. 

No clue who's they are.
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I think she's beautiful.