best of luck to my coworkers who left a cut up papaya, a ziplock of grapes, and a partially eaten container of chicken noodle soup in the staff fridge. those items will await them for the next 17 days.

presented without context

What 72 year old has Merriweather Post Pavilion as one of their top albums?

Lew Welch

bro are you pregnant right now. are you seriously with child

20 year old me really wants 40 year old me to see Muse at Summerfest

woke up from a strange dream with the words "Caspian shin splints" ringing in my head

Hi, I’m a website, product, or service you’ve relied on for years without incident. Great news: I’ve now been revamped with a mandatory AI component that makes me unusable.

Milwaukee 2025

got an alert that a student had googled "what is a sextant"

Milwaukee, 2025

Rachel Newling Australian Flowers: Blue Waterlily linocut on handmade Japanese paper

Dana's Field House. On Christmas morning, for the first time, I didn't see anyone outside smoking. But I did see someone trying the door.

unfortunately, the pizza here is terrible

please make shirts slightly longer, I'm begging you

full moon

These preening Oystercatchers are from Bird Portraiture (“How To Do It” Series No. 35) by noted British naturalist artist & illustrator Charles Tunnicliffe, published in London & New York by The Studio in 1945. The illustrations come from the chapter on “Poses and Action Studies."

A coworker was trying to set up a space heater in a classroom instead of adjusting the thermostat

Shielding Chart xkcd.com/3158/

top tier spam post offering to buy my....educational institution? I'm open to an exit.

I wish I was in rural Minnesota eating sour cream & raisin pie

if he responds, I'll consider selling

Here are 4 engravings of rural Wisconsin by Wisconsin born & educated artist Curt L. Carpenter from An Innocence of Prairie by Wisconsin educator, writer, & folklorist Robert E. Gard published by arborist R. Bruce Allison. Curt Carpenter made these prints from engraved end grain maple.

*barely survived

not a friends house, but the home of a family we called "the giant family"

This was an essential Covid lockdown album for me. Five years and I can't re-enter it quite yet.

Update! The restaurant now has a 1.3 star rating.

just reposting all my friends houses

Milwaukee, 2025

Milwaukee, 2025

I went to the Wauwatosa library and there was a romance book festival happening inside, and a pro-democracy protest happening outside.

students called today's lunch (black bean burgers) both "mystery meat" and "tofu"

I would like the new museum to have a Streets of Old Milwaukee 2 that's set in 1965 which is further in the past than some of the original streets of old milwaukee was in 1965. It could feature the original streets of old milwaukee inside.

when the going gets tough, start a co-op

where am I, city of Milwaukee?

peak summer is a bacon, tomato, and basil sandwich. Basil and tomato from the garden, bread from the farmers market. perfection!

spending the next couple months trying to ensure that my one-day Morrissey binge isn't reflected in my spotify wrapped

I've always loved the foiled burglar sign on this glass block company

reasons that have stopped me from biking to work this summer: too hot, wildfire smoke making air quality unhealthy, historical floods

certainly a choice for a student to wear a t-shirt reading "beer is cheaper than gas" on the first day of school

wildfire smoke in our climate change haven

just reposting all my friends houses

Here are 4 original wood engravings by John De Pol from the portfolio of broadsides, Portfolio One/1983: Ten Illustrated Poetry Broadsides by Morris A. Gelfand. De Pol provided engravings for the title page and for poems by Susan Astor, Joyce Carol Oates, & William Stafford.

man, traffic* was bad today! *baby rabbits on the bike path

very old bottles found while excavating a city lot (paging @isaacrowlett.bsky.social ) The larger one says "John Graf Milwaukee"

sad to hear of the closing of the first bar where I became a regular. I spent a lot of time there with friends before our post-college diaspora. drinking whiskey sours on whiskey tuesdays, playing captain beefheart on the jukebox, eating homemade jerky offered to me by elderly crust punks