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Sometimes it's fun to guess something correctly, even if you don't gain anything from it save for one single morsel of "yay!" in your week. Yesterday, we were returning bottles to recycling, and the recycling machine has about five separate "DO NOT PUT GLASS IN THIS MACHINE, IT WILL BREAK" signs in three different languages, and pictograms. I looked at the swedish one, and though I don't speak much swedish, having the finnish text right above it helped me parse it together somewhat.

My eyes landed on the word "sönder", which, apparently, was "break" or "broken" in swedish. It occurred me to wonder, does it share the same root with the english word "asunder"? Two such similar words in two languages within the same language family, it would be too much of a coincidence for them to be unrelated. So once we got home, I looked it up. And they do, indeed, come from the same proto-germanic root.

This information will never become useful to you in your life.

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5 years ago, I was in Rehab.

10 years ago, I was watching my Potential and Opportunities dissolve and evaporate in an ocean of cheap gin and expensive whiskey.

But 5 years ago, I was in Rehab.

One of the exercises they had us perform was to imagine ourselves happy, 5 years in the future.

Many of us in that room had forgotten how to imagine nice things happening to them. A few snorted (well, I snorted), finding the notion that we’d even still be around in 5 years grimly humorous.

For about half of us, it was the last stop on the way down.

But I indulged the therapist. I was there, after all, because I did not want to die. So, I imagined myself, 5 years hence.

Happy.

It came to me all at once; an artistic remix on Norman Rockwell’s Freedom From Want, reframed with myself placing food at the table.

Sunday Dinner At My Place, I answered, when it came my turn to share my fantasy. I was asked what food I imagined eating.

It’s not the meal itself, I said, it’s the implications framed around it. Sunday Dinner At My Place means that I have a Place. It means that I have Family that will actually speak to me and friends who actually want to see me. It means money enough not just to feed myself but others too. It means having the time to spare to take the time preparing the meal.

A lot of nodding heads all around me. A struck chord. Many people with no Place, in that place. Nowhere that would lament their leaving.

5 years hence, as I lay down to sleep in my Home, with my Wife and my Son, surrounded by my Art and my Flowers, I reflect.

It was a long road. It was hard. We lost people. So many people. There were long days and long nights and hospital stays. Angry arguments with ghosts. I changed, in ways I never hoped for, or expected. Good ways, finally, for once. Slowly, against the backdrop of a world in chaos, I found my mind.

Sometimes, My Wife wondered aloud, what she did to deserve me. After some stumbling with my feelings, I eventually settled on an answer.

I’m a Rescue.

She gave me a Home.

And, so, I gave her a Family.

It seemed fair

This Sunday, my folks, which whom I have not had a shouting match in years, will come over for dinner. We will cook and eat together. My Friend became My Wife, and she took a piece of me and with it she made Our Son. There will be many hugs, and no violence. Good Things Happened.

I don’t know who needs to hear this, but you don’t know what the future holds.

don’t give up yet, ok?

It could get good, even.

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(Galloping)

(Galloping grows closer)

(I appear on horseback, a lantern in hand)

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It’s Fourth of July Eve so make sure to leave some milk and cookies out for Captain America

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Big news! I finally turned my pridesaur profile illustrations into actual patches and they look sooo preeettyyy

I MEAN JUST LOOK AT THEM!!

It took my a while to figure out and finetune the process, but I found a very professional dutch company, who was able to turn these challenging designs into actual iron-on patches and they look great!

If you are interested in owning one of these pretty pretty dinos, please consider supporting my silly art and visit my shop through the following link

I CURRENTLY RUN A 20% PRIDE MONTH SALE (May till end of June):

Esty page:

Patches link:

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Older Black gay men in long term relationships are rarely covered or seen by main stream media.

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I hope we all make it

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Hello everybody!

I updated my pridesaur list and added some respectable entries for Intersex, Abrosecxual, Greysexual, agender and butch lesbian. I am proud to say we are at 21 dinos!!!

But I am still very much open for more suggestions, so if you find any fitting dino pun, that I have not covered yet, please feel free to let me know ^.^

My goal still remains to have the most inclusive prehistoric pride dinosaur collection out there, so feel free to help me out a bit with fun ideas ;D

Happy pride to y'all!

I also got all of them as stickers on my etsy shop, so if any of you feel like supporting my silly dino art, please come by:

my prehistoric pride stickers:

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ANYONE!! QUICK GIMME A REASON YOU LIKE BEING ALIVE :3

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Renée Victor, the voice actress for female Argonians in Skyrim and female Khajiit in Oblivion Remastered has passed away at the age of 86.

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there’s a place downtown where the freaks all come around

it’s a hole in the wall it’s a dirty free for all

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Genius