Michael Procopio, sponge fetishist
@procopster.bsky.social
It's fun until the conductor walks in on you at 2am screaming in French, but you realize everything is ok when you notice he's wearing pink carpet slippers.
December 6, 2025 at 4:20 AM
It's fun until the conductor walks in on you at 2am screaming in French, but you realize everything is ok when you notice he's wearing pink carpet slippers.
I see you know of which you speak.
I loved my parents' stories about the war, although there weren't a ton because they were kids.
But my mother did manage to spot a Japanese sub off the coast of Manhattan Beach. Men in dark suits showed up and asked her a million questions.
I loved my parents' stories about the war, although there weren't a ton because they were kids.
But my mother did manage to spot a Japanese sub off the coast of Manhattan Beach. Men in dark suits showed up and asked her a million questions.
December 5, 2025 at 5:21 PM
I see you know of which you speak.
I loved my parents' stories about the war, although there weren't a ton because they were kids.
But my mother did manage to spot a Japanese sub off the coast of Manhattan Beach. Men in dark suits showed up and asked her a million questions.
I loved my parents' stories about the war, although there weren't a ton because they were kids.
But my mother did manage to spot a Japanese sub off the coast of Manhattan Beach. Men in dark suits showed up and asked her a million questions.
Well, I've got a million weird tangents for you!
December 5, 2025 at 5:04 PM
Well, I've got a million weird tangents for you!
He did a lot of illustration on his own. Painted. Made "Kilroy was here" t-shirts for the neighborhood kids during the war.
Disney hired him as a painter, which was his dream. Celebrating his new life over the 4th of July weekend, he drowned in the Kern river trying to save a drunk idiot.
Disney hired him as a painter, which was his dream. Celebrating his new life over the 4th of July weekend, he drowned in the Kern river trying to save a drunk idiot.
December 5, 2025 at 5:04 PM
He did a lot of illustration on his own. Painted. Made "Kilroy was here" t-shirts for the neighborhood kids during the war.
Disney hired him as a painter, which was his dream. Celebrating his new life over the 4th of July weekend, he drowned in the Kern river trying to save a drunk idiot.
Disney hired him as a painter, which was his dream. Celebrating his new life over the 4th of July weekend, he drowned in the Kern river trying to save a drunk idiot.
My apologies for taking this in a strange direction.
Let's all pause now and appreciate Matthew's delightful photo.
Let's all pause now and appreciate Matthew's delightful photo.
December 5, 2025 at 4:56 PM
My apologies for taking this in a strange direction.
Let's all pause now and appreciate Matthew's delightful photo.
Let's all pause now and appreciate Matthew's delightful photo.
If only. One was a mechanic and the other was an accountant-cum-cartoonist.
But I do have a great-great aunt who was a prison matron-cum-cocaine fiend.
But I do have a great-great aunt who was a prison matron-cum-cocaine fiend.
December 5, 2025 at 4:54 PM
If only. One was a mechanic and the other was an accountant-cum-cartoonist.
But I do have a great-great aunt who was a prison matron-cum-cocaine fiend.
But I do have a great-great aunt who was a prison matron-cum-cocaine fiend.
As the grandson of an executioner, I was speaking to both the quality of noose material and manner in which it was used.
December 5, 2025 at 4:50 PM
As the grandson of an executioner, I was speaking to both the quality of noose material and manner in which it was used.
And they're not even well hung.
December 5, 2025 at 4:42 PM
And they're not even well hung.
My favorite Rota score.
December 3, 2025 at 3:21 PM
My favorite Rota score.
I'm making booze-laced chocolate treats to help us get through the next few weeks.
December 2, 2025 at 5:39 PM
I'm making booze-laced chocolate treats to help us get through the next few weeks.
Very thoughtful, as we enter the season of giving.
December 2, 2025 at 5:33 PM
Very thoughtful, as we enter the season of giving.
Hard to pick just one...
December 2, 2025 at 4:36 PM
Hard to pick just one...
That is clearly Celia Johnson on the left.
November 27, 2025 at 3:32 PM
That is clearly Celia Johnson on the left.
Brief Encounter?
November 27, 2025 at 2:22 PM
Brief Encounter?
Right back at you.
November 27, 2025 at 2:19 PM
Right back at you.
My (straight) friend Matt cried (with joy) when Paul Westerberg spit in his mouth while I worried about being crushed to death at a Replacements concert at Fender's in Long Beach.
I miss those days.
I miss those days.
November 26, 2025 at 8:26 PM
My (straight) friend Matt cried (with joy) when Paul Westerberg spit in his mouth while I worried about being crushed to death at a Replacements concert at Fender's in Long Beach.
I miss those days.
I miss those days.
Those foolish side dished never watch where they're going.
November 26, 2025 at 6:24 PM
Those foolish side dished never watch where they're going.
My first week at UCLA, my friend Shannon asked me to drive her through Beverly Hills to a specific corner, just so she could announce in a sing-song-y voice, "Here we are, Sunset & Camden!"
She will never NOT be my friend.
She will never NOT be my friend.
November 23, 2025 at 1:58 AM
My first week at UCLA, my friend Shannon asked me to drive her through Beverly Hills to a specific corner, just so she could announce in a sing-song-y voice, "Here we are, Sunset & Camden!"
She will never NOT be my friend.
She will never NOT be my friend.
I didn't even know such a thing existed. Looks really great!
November 22, 2025 at 8:55 PM
I didn't even know such a thing existed. Looks really great!