It’s becoming increasingly clear to me that, though I didn’t think about this at the time, I probably started a blog because I need somewhere to vent my boundless rage that is not random people’s Facebook walls. I mean, one thing among the many thousands of things that are guaranteed to raise my blood pressure is when folks get all “the internet isn’t real, and it’s not a viable platform for communication,” but also like, Facebook fights are dumb, I’m supposed to be an adult now.
So here’s the thing that got me all het up this week: gay marriage.
Specifically, these goddamn things:
I shot some photos of my sister in a house we found while exploring the forest today.
Dated skulls, Romania - The skulls in the ossuary of the 15th century Neamt Monastery bear little texts stating the names and dates of the monks. Photo Mick Palarczyk.