Opifex

I was going to say, “You fuck beautifully.” Then realised that didn’t sound quite right. “You give fucks beautifully,” didn’t really work either. How about hugs?

I know that sane people have their lives and loves in this state but in a momentarily day dream I just saw an exodus of sanity and money leave the state and have this fucking stupid governor man wave a white flag because oh well darn, turns out they’re people after all.

Here’s another image, for every time you see his face:

He was in my tiny town for a photo op yesterday with reps from my and other local companies. I was so glad I was not required to make an appearance because I wouldn’t have been able to hold my tongue. (He was late, too, because of his secret signing.)

Tech companies are fighting back. Good. Although, way to fuck the economy, asshole.

You know, I liked Indianapolis when I was there, but because of this guy I don’t think I could ever live there.

Despite it’s glaring lack of diversity, I really enjoyed the show. I’m looking forward to Season 2.

I didn’t grow up in a culture that celebrates Halloween either. I have a very dim view of the holiday, particularly with the cultural appropriation sold in prepackaged kits. I don’t mind the sexy costume stuff as much, I think that should be personal preference, but it does seem like there aren’t many choices for women who don’t want to dress as the sexy version of something.

Also (and this is where I get judgmental) spending three weeks to plan a costume you wear for four hours in a bar with other people who sunk equal amounts of time and money into their costumes at a once-yearly masquerade party? Just smacks of too much effort. I’ll see you next week when my “I voted” sticker might get me a discounted drink.

I don’t get Halloween so much as an adult, but I love it for kids. I love allowing kids to play pretend and in this era of electronic entertainment, it’s something many kids would never get to do except for Halloween.

I love to give out candy and because I’m an elementary school teacher, I love seeing my kids get excited to dress up and play. They’re so adorable and they love it so much. I can’t get too grinchy about that.

Interesting! I grew up somewhere where Halloween is definitely a Real Thing (even though the American influence is of course pervasive): I remember trick-or-treating every year with hordes of kids from the area; collecting wood and rubbish for our street bonfire for weeks; and the obligatory someone injuring themselves with fireworks… it’s one of my favourites, to be honest. Especially if you happen to find yourself somewhere rural to spend it in.

I do now suffer from costume inferiority complex, however…