My mother fancies herself an internet humorist.

Also, passive aggressive much, mom..?
Also, I hope my dad doesn’t try to get in on the act with “Foddr”…
(edited to add: I am not even close to being on the “Favrd child” leaderboard)

Also, passive aggressive much, mom..?
Also, I hope my dad doesn’t try to get in on the act with “Foddr”…
(edited to add: I am not even close to being on the “Favrd child” leaderboard)

Clearly my peer group is easily pleased with a little Nickelback-bashing.
And here I was under the impression that you all liked my smart jokes.

Tiny owl backpack
(via fuckyeahtinyowlsonthings)

Georgia O’Keeffe, Jawbone and fungus, 1931, oil on canvas
I stared at this fucking painting in the gallery for a half an hour this afternoon, and I still couldn’t see the vagina. Do you have to cross your eyes like one of those “magic eye” drawings? I can’t figure this lady out. I guess I just don’t “get” art.
My friend Scott documents his drinking of a noxious Budweiser Chelada, via fine camerawork by his 9-year-old daughter. Hilarity.
If you’re on the Twitter, he’s @sclevy.