At grandma’s
Porkopalooza for Father’s Day.
Someone wants a dog.
Summer fun
Don’t look down! The Maryland bridge so terrifying locals pay $25 to be driven across in their own car
The William Preston Lane Jr. Memorial Bridge spans nearly five miles of the Chesapeake Bay to connect Maryland’s eastern and western shores
The structure is regularly subject to violent storms and instills fear in thousands of Baltimore and Washington residents every time they cross it
Business Kent Island Express has more than 5,000 terrified customers it shuttles across the bridge, charging $25 each way
Mr Woolie’s real dad (he died in a plane crash when Mr Woolie was 5) was an engineer on this bridge when they built it. I’ve driven over it quite a few times, I used to go north to get to Delaware but got bored with that and now go south around Baltimore and across the Bay Bridge.
His maternal grandma paid to have someone drive her across. I don’t get it really. I’m afraid of heights normally but this bridge never scares me. The narrow ones around the Outer Banks terrified me.
Read more: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2331679/Chesapeake-Bay-bridge-The-Maryland-bridge-terrifying-locals-pay-25-company-shuttle-car.html#ixzz2UgfxQZ1K
Lady, The Commodores
This is actually one of the worst days ever. You know? Like, I’m a dishwasher, child care provider, money spender, laundress, someone to send crazy texts to, but mostly someone to ignore/conveniently forget about when it counts.
This message brought to you by PMS.
You’re welcome.
Peonies
Peonies! My favorite flower, as I’ve told you a thousand times.
Monsanto ad, 1977. “Without chemicals, life itself would be impossible”: the ultimate Merchants of Death corporate spin.
At grandma’s
ABC, The Look of Love
It really is the start of summer. To the pool on a sunny day with ABC on the radio! Sigh.
