I don't recall.
I don't recall.
Do you remember typing this?
Do you remember typing this?
Typing what?
Fuck, where the fuck am I?! WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU!?
Typing what?
Fuck, where the fuck am I?! WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU!?
You'd think it could be liberating but then there's this.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SO-3Ruw61Sg
Poor guy.
You'd think it could be liberating but then there's this.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SO-3Ruw61Sg
Poor guy.
Walking on top of the sofa with my brother steadying me
Walking on top of the sofa with my brother steadying me
Laying on my back, looking at the light on the living room ceiling in my grandparents house.
They finally sold it this year, and are doing well. I miss that place tho. I learned how to play poker, blackjack, Shoot a bow (poorly), play croquet, build stuff, etc there. Summers of me and my brothers hanging out, riding old school scooters around, eating cookies right out of the oven, waiting for Gramps to get home from work. 25 years... Gotta go visit em.
Holy hell, pardon the nostalgia deluge
Laying on my back, looking at the light on the living room ceiling in my grandparents house.
They finally sold it this year, and are doing well. I miss that place tho. I learned how to play poker, blackjack, Shoot a bow (poorly), play croquet, build stuff, etc there. Summers of me and my brothers hanging out, riding old school scooters around, eating cookies right out of the oven, waiting for Gramps to get home from work. 25 years... Gotta go visit em.
Holy hell, pardon the nostalgia deluge
Maybe you can buy it back one day.
Maybe you can buy it back one day.
I would have bought it from gramps, but I love my job/ career path and it only exists in one spot. Goal is to make an estate like it. 4 car 2 story garage was fuckin awesome!
I would have bought it from gramps, but I love my job/ career path and it only exists in one spot. Goal is to make an estate like it. 4 car 2 story garage was fuckin awesome!
Grandma taking me out of the crib for breakfast. Not sure what age I was...
Grandma taking me out of the crib for breakfast. Not sure what age I was...
I don't have them in chronological order, so I can't tell which one is the earliest.
I don't have them in chronological order, so I can't tell which one is the earliest.
I was three (I know because we lived in a trailer park, then) and I was running down a hill toward a pump for water from a well. There were many tall trees, and the sunlight dappled the ground around me. I could see the toes of my little shoes as I looked down at the ground to keep from tripping.
I was three (I know because we lived in a trailer park, then) and I was running down a hill toward a pump for water from a well. There were many tall trees, and the sunlight dappled the ground around me. I could see the toes of my little shoes as I looked down at the ground to keep from tripping.
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