Thursday, May 26, 2016

may twenty-sixth

Five for May 26th:

George turns one. Taking tomorrow off to celebrate our little dude’s first birthday. It’s been amazing to watch him morph from helpless infant to independent toddler in such a short period of time. He’s also the sweetest guy ever. Couldn’t be prouder.

Blues blues. Well, that was ugly. But hey, we got further than anyone thought we would.

Dear offended Christian. I’m tired of you being more outraged by red coffee cups and department store restrooms than by poverty and racism and gun violence. I’m tired of reminding you that the number of times Jesus spoke about gender identity and sexual orientation in the Gospels is zero. I’m tired of a Christianity that is making me more and more embarrassed to be associated with it.

Cool stuff. New issue of Thrasher (with free stickers), Tamale Man tamales from the farmer’s market, dental flossers, lunch with Tom, Sanders/Trump debate is apparently happening, Bob Haro’s Freestyle Moves archived on issuu, Chrome Ball Chris Senn interview.

Four-day weekend action. George’s birthday party, skate session with Brian and Andy, hanging out with the kids while Lisa road trips to Springfield, deep-cleaning the basement, riding bikes, yardwork.

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