@shane_miller13@NW_UPD Had to come out of my 3 year Twitter drought to respond to this one because someone sent me a screenshot. Always happy to do the lords work lol.
WE are the "crazy ones" who will end wars, reform criminal justice, who will defend rights, and who still have hope and love.
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We will no longer be using the chant, “whose streets? our streets.” These aren’t our streets; this isn’t our land.
This land belongs to the Báxoǰe (Bah Kho-je) or Ioway people, the Sauk (Sac) people and Meskwaki (Fox) people.
Me: *hears dad running upstairs from the basement*
Dad: *shakes door handle repeatedly*
Me: “come in”
Dad: *breathing heavily*
“Northwest won today”
Me: “... Did you run up here?”
Dad: “I RAN.. They play Saturday again”
Me: “sounds good, we can watch it”
Dad: *exits room*
Do you think when they painted the sign that says “MarYville 10” on 71 from KC, they just ran out of lowercase y stencils? Or do you think whoever painted it was just like “yup, looks good to me”.
You would think a species that’s been to the moon and found cures to thousands of illnesses could engineer roads that prevent rush hour traffic, but I guess that’s asking too much
5 year old cousin: “when are we opening presents?!”
Me: “it’s only 7 o’clock you can wait a little”
In my mind: “ya when are we opening presents, let’s go adults get with the program, gee wiz”
Just slipped on ice down a flight of stairs and slammed my ribs into the steps. Good thing I drink a lot of milk so my bones are essentially indestructible
I tweeted about the ginkgo trees on campus and now they’re gone. I know this has no correlation but I’m just going to assume it does and that my word has extreme weight to it🧐
Recently I’ve started referring to my childhood home as my “parents house” and it’s wild. There was no definitive line that made me change my terminology. It’s like some subconscious self-recognition that I’m growing older, and my days of returning “home” are near an end... Life