single bells, single bells, single all the way, Oh what fun it is to ride nothing because I’m single, and no one wants to love me.
I think as you grow older your christmas list gets smaller and the things you really want for the holidays can’t be bought
I hate to say it but I kinda hate all of you that hate snow.
Cause I believe in the power of vibes and if you keep putting all your bad fucking vibes out there then it’s not going to snow. And we need snow. Whether you fucking like it or not this valley needs snow. We need snow to pack in our mountains over winter so we have melt in spring and summer to water all of our farmers crops and have food for the year. Yea, food. We need snow for food. So shut the fuck up about not liking snow cause I bet you fucking like food.
The sad thing I’ve noticed, seeing as I’ve lived in the same valley my whole life, is that once the population started booming about 9-10 years ago that’s when the snow started not coming in as much. Which is really fucking depressing because I remember when I was 8 years old we used to get anywhere from 6-12 inches of snow IN THE VALLEY, IN ONE NIGHT. And it was so beautiful when Bogus Basin was guaranteed to open by Thanksgiving Weekend. It was so wonderful when we didn’t have to worry about having a drought over the summer and a lack of water for the farmers crops.
I’m not blaming those who moved here for the change, but with the increased population comes increased pollution. This alone can change our weather patterns. But along the lines of the power of thoughts… Many of those who moved here were from areas where it didn’t snow and the buzz around school in winter went from “I really hope it snows a lot so we can get a snow day” to “this snow sucks, it really should stop, I hate it so much.” The power of thought.
It’s ruined Christmas for the past few years now. I remember when we were practically promised snow on Christmas. Now, it’s hit or miss, maybe a slight dusting, but more than likely it’s just bone cold and windy. Sad. Depressing.
Snow. Snow is where it is at. We need snow. And by fucking golly it’s damn romantic. So shit, why the fuck don’t you like snow? And don’t give me that privilege filled fucking answer of “it’s hard to drive in and I’m always late to places.” Here is an idea, FUCKING LEARN HOW TO DRIVE IN IT AND LEAVE EARLY TO GIVE YOU AND ALL OTHER DRIVERS AROUND YOU TIME TO GET SOMEWHERE AND THE WELLBEING OF BEING SAFE WHEN DRIVING ON SNOW/ICE…
I fucking love snow. It’s pretty, it keeps me fed in the following year, you can sled on it, throw it at other people, kiss in it, and you have to wear more layers and it just makes people look like fucking adorable marshmallows.
So if you don’t like snow, please move away, far far away to wherever it is warm enough for you. Take your negative thoughts elsewhere. Go fall in love with the gifts that the Earth and Mother Nature have to give elsewhere and stop dissing on the beautiful gifts they impart here.
I don’t like the phrase “Queer Jihad”, but to see it being used by white queers is just…WHAT?!?
White queers proving that at the end of the day maintaining their white privilege is more important than solidarity with qpoc.
The Lake Monsters of America
People love to fill in mysterious areas of nature with myths of monsters. Early maps had voids of knowledge marked with warnings that “Here be Dragons,”sasquatches are believed to be prowling the thick forests, and legends tell of strange creatures that might be concealed beneath the surface of our lakes. Here we present our map of American lake monsters (view it large here), showing the spread of cryptids that might be lurking in the depths of the waters of the United States.
You’ll see a good share of serpent-like animals of the Loch Ness Monsters variety, such as Isabella of Bear Lake in Idaho who was spotted by a Mormon pioneer in the 19th century and even had Brigham Young himself send a hunting party after the possible plesiosaur. There’s also the famed Champ of Lake Champlain, possibly the most famous of American lake monsters, and the Lake Dillon monster in Wyoming that some think is being suppressed by a secret society. However, that’s just where the fun of this fauna folklore begins, as there are also legends of monolithic turtles, webbed hominids, a goat man, a winged alligator snake, a horse-headed alligator, a giant killer octopus, and an eel with a pig head. Just for kicks, we’ve included some illustrations of the more curious entities on our Lake Monsters of America map.
For more in-depth assessments of the most curious of the bunch, keep reading The Lake Monsters of America on Atlas Obscura!
I used to live 2 hours away from Slimy Slim
2 in Idaho. Oh god. This does NOTHING for me and my fear of lake monsters.
Me on a daily basis.
This part was so good.
I don’t know how some girls are 100% straight like have you seen girls