What sleep I got last night was full of ICE nightmares. So, not a lot of sleep. The state-sponsored terrorism is working. I was born here, and I am purely European in ancestry; but also gay, and very liberal. I feel it's just a matter of time, until they start rounding us up into camps, or worse.

So since ICE are Goosesteppers here in MN we call them Grey Duck Steppers.

5'8", or 1.73m, depending on the observer.

Having an in-service in the event that ICE comes onto campus here at work. One of the resources they've discussed is a rapid response line, Monarca Unidos. Their website: Monarcamn.org.

Happy Christmas to all!

Gym tonight. Great workout, will go again tomorrow night.

Second set of gym flex pics, also by request.

Gym after work, and flex by request.

Another gym day, bench, curls, deadlifts, rows.

New drink invented at Pathfinder game today: Banana Hammock. Bana-nina, Bacardi and oatmeal cookie oatmilk creamer.

On Fridays, we LIFT!

It occurs to me that it's likely His Orangeness has never encountered the first rule in the Evil Overlord list. "1. My Legions of Terror will have helmets with clear plexiglass visors, not face-concealing ones." I keep hoping someone competent takes advantage of this lapse.

Gym today. Good workout.

Annual CT scan results discussion with my oncologist, this morning. Other than a couple of normal age-related things, I am doing remarkably well. Gotta watch the prostate, at least annually, but at sixty, I expected as much.

We have a Great Horned Owl in the neighborhood. We think they are nesting next door, but as we have an empty lot as our side yard, our property may be a part of their hunting territory, along with the lake-park a block over. There have been a lot fewer squirrels in the neighborhood this last month.

We beat the Seven Deadly Sins escape room with 04:38 to go.

Been a bit since I felt well enough to hit the gym regularly, but got a good workout after work.

I fused this piece, titled 'Sun dogs', for my mother for her 86th birthday. At this point I hadn't slumped it into a dish, but I had actually forgotten to take a picture of it slumped before I shipped it out to her.

Fresh ink for my birthday. Thank you, Owen! @brownbeargaymer.com.

We've seen the Janeway; I feel like I need to play this game to see the Seanway.

bigger thought beyond the boycott: with Amy Poehler regularly beating Rogan in the ratings, I think we don’t need men to host anything. anymore. ever. replace Kimmel with Nicole Byer, replace Fallon with Keke Palmer and give Colbert’s spot to Chelsea Handler. bye white dudes 👋

Warning, Pokemon Go nerdery.When you're a Lopunny and Gothorita does your makeup, you get:

Throwback Thursday: c. 1992.

Repost if you'd let me flex it inside you.

Finished slumping the bowl from Tuesday night's fuse. Looks prettier than I would have thought, though I may be too critical.

Didn't turn out exactly the way I thought, but glass rarely does, and that's what makes it beautifully unique. This is a blank for a parting gift for my boss, who leaves on Friday, and I'm excited to see it come together. I will smooth some edges and slump it tonight.

Elliptical, Deadlifts, Leg Press.

Throwback Thursday to the weekend of my wedding reception. I'm wearing 15th century landsknecht garb for this, though the wedding itself was modern semi-formal.

Apropos of nothing...

My Saturday afternoon.

Throwback Thursday, 2013.

Saw this on a friend's page, and decided to lift it.

Okay, zorua, I know it's you. While I might buy that there's a wild Tink running around, I don't buy that there's a wild Tink with a best friend badge.

streaming karaoke on my bf's twitch tonight. www.twitch.tv/brownbeargay...

Nerd alert!

For anyone with PTSD, this is the worst night in America.

Quote with your first gaming console:

Pride in Minneapolis.

Swole pics from today's workout.

Gym day, arms and chest. Not wearing the boot for my ankle, but still taking it easy on my legs.

Throwback Thursday, 2016.

104 days until I turn 60. I don't feel a day over a badly beat up 47.

... And swole flex.

Another arms day. Yay. I used to take pride in never skipping leg day...

Since I am wearing a boot following a sprained ankle, I am only doing arms/chest/back right now.

Well, half right. I'm not very submissive; I know, I have tried. uquiz.com/quiz/D0c6D2/...

Throwback Thursday, back to 2018. Tire flipping.

The cottonwood trees here in the Twin Cities are fucking in public, again. Someone should arrest them.

I don't need AI to write a letter or a novel or a movie script. I need AI to figure out where to open a new file explorer folder somewhere else on my desktop than on top of the already open one.

Arm day today, here's some flexure. I probably should figure out how flexing actually is supposed to go. Eventually.