in retrospect ariana turning white for wicked was the first recession indicator

I need to read more material waxing poetic and simping for Title Fight. Where are you my post-pitchfork era thought cataloguer millennial. Writing your long form post on the cultural impact and seemingly eternal legacy of this little Kingston, PA whatever-wave punk band.

I must find them.

In an attempt to completely boycott Meta by deleting my Facebook, posting more here, and soon deleting my Instagram I want to show you some of the photos from this previous week in an exclusive post.

1: A scene from our living room. Zelda passed out, dinner ready, Mara comfy and my inability to get out of work clothes soon enough. Mara l…