FutureNostalgia:
George works with the carpet.
FutureNostalgia:
Enough already.
FutureNostalgia:
The words were so excellent it almost didn't matter if I won. But I won 5 dollars. And that was excellent as well.
FutureNostalgia:
The "Before" of intended repurposing.
FutureNostalgia:
George found a 1947.
FutureNostalgia:
The first step is admitting that I am powerless. LOOK! 12 Giant steps backward in almost a decade. Meh. At least I quit using 9 years and 11 months ago as of midnight tonight. Yay.
FutureNostalgia:
Brooding over the lack of incandescent filaments
FutureNostalgia:
This is why I chose the solo mission
FutureNostalgia:
"Maybe something neutral, between caramel and dysentery?"
FutureNostalgia:
"Perhaps something in a cat's paw pink? That is, a cat who is not a panther."
FutureNostalgia:
"Are you sure that you're sure you wouldn't even try a nice mocha like this one?"
FutureNostalgia:
George and Carol have Daddy time.
FutureNostalgia:
George, this is why no paint in the sink!
FutureNostalgia:
He's off to make science happen.
FutureNostalgia:
Signs of alien life about the place.
FutureNostalgia:
Where my head was a year ago today.
FutureNostalgia:
Self Portait, Pisces Season (March 2018 before The Separation)
FutureNostalgia:
And you wake up crying every day and still you breathe.
FutureNostalgia:
George's Room
FutureNostalgia:
Mango Carcinoma
FutureNostalgia:
"Disappearing man who's always changing clothes. "
FutureNostalgia:
Which apocalypse? Those earliest days were so lonely.
FutureNostalgia:
My One. My Only One.
FutureNostalgia:
He's doing Magic again with Science
FutureNostalgia:
”Oh my love, my louse. We make our own electricity when we play house." Anne Sexton
FutureNostalgia:
His little vices
FutureNostalgia:
The Gemini
FutureNostalgia:
Petulant Angel