Michael Kindt's Blog, page 119
June 23, 2015
One of my favorite tunes and so underground it even flies below...
One of my favorite tunes and so underground it even flies below the copyright radar of Tumblr. Cool.
The inspiration for “Cold Dead Hands” in my first book, EOoN 1. Even my family had trouble talking to me after that one.
By the way, I am HUGE, lifelong Headcoats fan and this is posted purely in honor, but if anyone formally associated with the group would like me to take this down, I will.
Nothing but love….
Chopped off all my beard. Only plugged up the sink twice....
Chopped off all my beard. Only plugged up the sink twice. Cheers!
A few people are starting to get mad that I made fun of the Dope Pope. Thou shalt not make fun of the Dope Pope!
He rides a skateboard! He totally listens to Floyd! He’s the Dope Pope!
Never mind everything he says has been filtered through the tired liberal lens. Um, did you know that in the same encyclical in which he consigned dastardly doubters of orthodox climate change theology to hell, he consigned Bruce Jenner there, too? You never hear about that, though. Know why?
Cuz he’s the Dope Pope!
\m/
peeves-of-glass said about Dirty Martini: To the poop! Namaste!
——–Freudian...
peeves-of-glass said about Dirty Martini: To the poop! Namaste!
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Freudian slip! Freudian slip! Haha ;)
Last night, to resounding acclaim and deafening applause, I...
Last night, to resounding acclaim and deafening applause, I showed the world my bread soup. I must confess I am a little saddened to learn that bread soup is an actual thing and a version or two of it can be found in just about every culinary tradition. Here I thought I was being all innovative and shit, a veritable cuisinartist.
Tonight, for your viewing pleasure and my drinking, I give you the dirty martini. It occurred to me the other day that I have never dranken a martini.
…Dranken is a word, isn’t it? Well, after a few of these it will be.
To the pope!
I don't go on social media much these days but when I do, Pope Francis is sure to be there in some capacity telling everybody they suck.
Jesus, the guy thinks he’s the Dalai Llama all of a sudden.
Rockstar clergymen: Eh.
I take everything they say with a huge grain of salt. There’s no denying it, though, Pope Frankie has infested the bumper stickers that masquerade as social media posts these days.
“Pope Francis says manspreaders will smoke a turd in purgatory.”
*a million hipster princesses click share*
He’s gotta have a Tumblr page. Tell me he’s got a Tumblr page!
*the author prays fervently for the existence of such a page, even though he would only do a follow for follow*
Pope Francis pontificates profusely from the pulpit in his palace and people eat it up like popcorn, the pussies.
This is a weird world.
At the end of the day, when the pope gets off his throne, puts down his massive gold cross, and readies himself for bed with a little Daily Show and Orange Is The New Black, I bet dreadlocks fall out from under his goofy pope hat.
Is that patchouli I smell?
June 22, 2015
Made some bread soup. I love the idea of bread soup. It’s...
Made some bread soup. I love the idea of bread soup. It’s one of those rustic, pre-welfare, pre-prepackaged era foods you make because you’re poor but can still actually do things for yourself, like say “Fuck it, we’re eating everything in this house, including this stale, somewhat moldy bread!”
Cut off the mold first, though. Heh, heh.
I smashed up several cloves of garlic, fried them for a minute in some olive oil, then threw in the chunked up bread, tossed, added veggie stock. In another pan, I boiled up a diced potato until it was almost goo. I then stirred it in to thicken things up. Oh, I also had a carrot in the fridge. After being diced, splash it went.
Delicious.
I also added butter, so this ain’t entirely vegan. You can easily skip it. I don’t profess to be a vegan anyway, but I do occasionally eat that way (not out of poverty, unfortunately). I got two pounds of hand-churned Amish butter I been working my way through for purely philosophical reasons. It’s jaw-droppingly yummy and I have been using it in everything: peanut butter and butter and jelly sandwiches, melted over pancakes and anything else hot. I’ve also taken to melting it in my evening bath for a delightful soak. And when I get out and dry off, I rub some on my nipples because that’s just how I roll.
Talk about aromatherapy!
Anyway, bread soup gets two enthusiastic thumbs up from me, even though I can’t imagine what an enthusiastic thumb looks like.
June 20, 2015
Good Enough for GranddadSquirrel Nut Zippers
Good Enough for Granddad
Squirrel Nut Zippers
Transsexual/transgender people don't *choose* to be trans. Maybe in the strictest sense of the word "choice" because they choose to take the steps necessary to make their sex match their gender if they transition, but they don't choose to experience the dy
Well, however you want to look at it is cool with me, but the genetic argument used with homosexuality is compromised and doesn’t fly when applied to transsexuals. It needs to be adjusted. But the thrust of my post is that the reason doesn’t matter. Who cares why? We will never convince those who oppose it with that argument. Really, it seems like we’re convincing ourselves. The genetic argument is purposeless. You can’t say genes in the case of homosexuals are immutable, but in the case of transsexuals are, indeed, mutable.
The only way that could be done is if genes and sexuality have nothing to do with each other, which then invalidates the argument homosexuality has been making since the 1970s.
But, really, who cares? People should do what they want as long as it doesn’t hurt anyone else….
Transsexual/transgender people don't *choose* to be trans. Maybe in the strictest sense of the word "choice" because they choose to take the steps necessary to make their sex match their gender if they transition, but they don't choose to experience the dy
Well, however you want to look at it is cool with me, but the genetic argument used with homosexuality is compromised and doesn’t fly when applied to transsexuals. It needs to be adjusted. But the thrust of my post is that the reason doesn’t matter. Who cares why? We will never convince those who oppose it with that argument. Really, it seems like we’re convincing ourselves. The genetic argument is purposeless. You can’t say genes in the case of homosexuals are immutable, but in the case of transsexuals are, indeed, mutable.
The only way that could be done is if genes and sexuality have nothing to do with each other, which then invalidates the argument homosexuality has been making since the 1970s.
But, really, who cares? People should do what they want as long as it doesn’t hurt anyone else….
