Yearbook Twitter is the Best Twitter. ❤️

It was 2016 when I first came across a person and thought, “boy, they sure use a lot of exclamation marks.” And now we all do! All the time!

Kind of disappointed that none of y’all warned me about just how unhinged this Nicholas Cage Pig movie is.

Would quickly follow an account dedicated solely to bear jokes.

I feel dumb for being sad about toasted plants. The death toll from the PNW heat wave is a horrifying climate catastrophe (on top of all of the other catastrophes) that we didn’t know about right away because people died alone.

Heh. Just saw an add for a movie called “Old” that’s premiering on my birthday. Nice one, universe.

First post-pan farmers market. Didn’t realize how much I’ve missed just people watching.

Two weeks out from shot No. 2, celebrating with a cocktail and getting stood up. Nature is healing.

If you're looking for an easy vaccine clinic at the south end of downtown with free parking, Portland State University is hosting one Wednesday + Thursday. pdx.edu/events/covid-1…

This Bloomberg CityLab explainer is pretty fascinating. bloomberg.com/graphics/2021-…

Only Cory Frye could pull this off. A journey that starts and ends in the Willamette Valley but goes so deep into a late 60s Los Angeles music scene it’s like a table right in front of the band with a music historian whispering in your ear. mvnoise.com/smith

Oregon writers and artists: The next issue of Oregon Humanities magazine is on the theme of 'climate' - they're taking pitches for feature right now. Pitch away!! Get paid for your writing! oregonhumanities.org/rll/magazine/c…

Remember when we had to stay inside because the air quality was deadly but we had electricity?

How many of us are waking up to no power and a Portland General automated response that says it will be out until Monday? #pdxtst

For the first time in my (to be fair, relatively brief) Blazers fandom, I can’t name my least favorite player. I love them each and all.

Idea from pandemic dinner No. 558,988,231,439: cold stone creamery, but with mashed potatoes. And a hot stone. Hot stone potatoery. Or something.

Who was it who said Elleby looks like a kid who found magic basketball shoes? Loving him tonight!

The Golden Globes are officially bananas. I May Destroy You was the best, most original, most affecting television I watched in 2020 (a year I watched A LOT of television). I couldn't get through two episodes of Emily in Stupid Paris.

Peace! A beautiful message for the solstice and a redux of PSU's impromptu national anthem duo, one of my favorite moments from this trash year. youtu.be/oDZLv953dk0

I have come to the point in my adulthood that I'm tired of finding new little moth holes in my sweaters every winter. So what's the move here? Do I need to find a hot guy to build a cedar chest for my cashmere like David Rose or is there an easier way?