Big storm just finished and it was indeed raining cats and dogs, so we adopted one. Meet Moose (formerly Melvin). He's just as goofy and happy as he looks, and in the limited interactions they've had, he and Murphy are getting along great.

I literally reared my head back in horror reading the first headline, and then again with the second. Several hours later, I'm also recognizing these are both cases of Black bodies being put on the line for democracy and freedom, as has been true through our country's history.

The kids _are_ alright!

Hey baby, what's your sign (for tomorrow)?

My garden gardening. Still with 0% tariffs to view.

Can't even with today, so I'll just focus on the fact that I listened to a webinar about data activism outside in 75 degree weather, lit my grill for the first time this year (finishing off a sous vided brisket), and found the first crocus of the season

Little shoots of hope
#bloomscrolling

Absolutely stunning performances by Coalescence Theatre Project today to a packed room. I'm so thankful for those who make art and give us courage and joy in the scariest of times. (And yes, I went from teary eyed to total sobbing as they recited Claude McKay's "If We Must Die" and "America")

IDK, gentes. Sure looks like the Gulf of Mexico to me.

It's day 14 and the only thing standing between us and a breakdown of national security and safety is a man who calls himself "the drizz" and actually is only there accidentally because the transition team incorrectly assigned him to the role