a guy i work with was telling me about the Miss Navajo pageant. i want to see one. it’s not like your typical Miss America pageant to see who has the biggest tits and smallest brain. in a Miss Navajo pageant they want to know if you can, say, slaughter a sheep. on stage in traditional dress.
you want a filling meal get yourself a navajo taco. wow.
dude i’ve been looking for this picture for like 15 years. i first saw it in a national geographic magazine in my art class in high school. fucking cut it out and stole that shit, had it on my wall for years. lost it at some point. and here it is. thank you tumblr, you made my day :)
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My Grandpa and I with a string of rainbow trout, Overgaard Arizona, 1998.
do you ever wonder if maybe fate had something truly awesome in store for you but you weaseled out of it because of your insecurities and now you float along in a kind of limbo, hoping fate will pity you and give you another chance because surely this time you’ll be bold enough? furthermore, do you ever wonder if maybe this has happened several times?
travis-t-ehrich said: “A poetic fool somewhat precise.” -brilliant
bootyregrit said: oops. you missed my name off the list! silly muffin.
this is so cool. the two people who replied to my post are the two people indirectly responsible for me getting on tumblr in the first place. i suppose that merits mentioning! so one day travis messages me saying “hey check out lamebook.com.” so i do, and there was some funny shit there, but a frequent commenter on that site with a sarcastic wit which i enjoyed had a link in her name, which upon clicking brought me to bootyregrit’s tumblr, the first one i ever saw. from there i clicked on other tumblrs and saw that indeed on this site anything goes. said to myself “i gotta get me one of these!”
over a year later and i’m still here.
so to travis-t-ehrich and bootyregrit, without whom there would be no buffalo-divine-eden-no7, i say thank you :)
remember that show “the x files”? that show stopped being believable for me after a while. every episode Scully would say “oh there has to be a rational explanation.” but every time it was a satanic worshiping ghost of a mythological beast from another planet. with gnarly telekinetic powers. just like Mulder said. you’d think after awhile she’d give him the benefit of the doubt.
i haven’t done acid since either 2000 or 2001.
i still see tracers sometimes when the lighting’s just right.
you ever have one of those days where you want to just veg out and watch movies from your childhood? i’m thinking neverending story. or maybe harry and the hendersons.
anymore the only difference i perceive in any ideology be it political or spiritual is who they hate.
