Midwest! FUCK YEAH!

Yo, check out this lady that plays her harp for gorillas and they even purr for her!  Have you ever in your life?

poussbae:

Steal Their Look: Iggy Azalea and Macklemore

Holsum Country-Style White Bread (x2): $15.99
Kraft Mayo: $2.50


Holy crap, $7.99 a loaf for white bread?!?!?! 

poussbae:

Steal Their Look: Iggy Azalea and Macklemore

Holsum Country-Style White Bread (x2): $15.99

Kraft Mayo: $2.50

Holy crap, $7.99 a loaf for white bread?!?!?! 

Marriage

My husband just cheered me up with a 4 pound bag of Chicago Mix from Candy Land.  No joke.

I had a Michelada for the first time today and Gotdamn it was fucking good. Thanks to Barrio, I’m now ruined for Bloody Mary’s.

I had a Michelada for the first time today and Gotdamn it was fucking good. Thanks to Barrio, I’m now ruined for Bloody Mary’s.

somuchdependsupon:

prguitarman:

sixpenceee:

Chicago’s newest attraction - a 1000ft-high viewing platform that offers spectacular downward facing views over the city. TILT is housed in 360 CHICAGO on the 94th floor of the John Hancock Tower and, as the name suggests, the enclosed glass and steel platform tilts visitors forward for a unique perspective of the city’s The Magnificent Mile. (Source)

NOPE

And people would hear my screams echo across the city. Being in that restaurant at the top was enough.

Riding the Nope Train to Fuckthatville!

somuchdependsupon:

prguitarman:

sixpenceee:

Chicago’s newest attraction - a 1000ft-high viewing platform that offers spectacular downward facing views over the city. TILT is housed in 360 CHICAGO on the 94th floor of the John Hancock Tower and, as the name suggests, the enclosed glass and steel platform tilts visitors forward for a unique perspective of the city’s The Magnificent Mile. (Source)

NOPE

And people would hear my screams echo across the city. Being in that restaurant at the top was enough.

Riding the Nope Train to Fuckthatville!

This restaurant sounds really exciting and interesting.  I’m anxious to try it out!

stuffaboutminneapolis:

On a night out, Minnesotans hope to get lucky at meat raffle
They sit at a table near the bar, the three farmer’s daughters and their boisterous friend, all of them single, in their 40s and 50s. With Johnny Cash on the jukebox, their cocktails before them, they’re ready for an action-packed Saturday night.
Sure, there are plenty of eligible men on hand up here in the Minnesota north woods — good-looking ones too, with summer tans, fishing caps and ready smiles — but these women are eyeing another quarry entirely.
Like a package of raw T-bone steaks, beef tips, thick bottom rounds, butterfly pork chops or a nice roast. In a pinch, they’ll take chicken breasts, ribs, sausage, bratwurst or, heck, even hamburger.
The women are among the crowd at Veterans of Foreign Wars Post 3839, home to a long-standing cultural practice that’s as much a part of this state’s identity as hockey, brutal winters and Lake Wobegon: the meat raffle.
Neat article by the LA Times about our love of meat raffles in Minnesota.

I feel like my lack of attending a meat raffle really holds me back from fully becoming a Minnesotan.

stuffaboutminneapolis:

On a night out, Minnesotans hope to get lucky at meat raffle

They sit at a table near the bar, the three farmer’s daughters and their boisterous friend, all of them single, in their 40s and 50s. With Johnny Cash on the jukebox, their cocktails before them, they’re ready for an action-packed Saturday night.

Sure, there are plenty of eligible men on hand up here in the Minnesota north woods — good-looking ones too, with summer tans, fishing caps and ready smiles — but these women are eyeing another quarry entirely.

Like a package of raw T-bone steaks, beef tips, thick bottom rounds, butterfly pork chops or a nice roast. In a pinch, they’ll take chicken breasts, ribs, sausage, bratwurst or, heck, even hamburger.

The women are among the crowd at Veterans of Foreign Wars Post 3839, home to a long-standing cultural practice that’s as much a part of this state’s identity as hockey, brutal winters and Lake Wobegon: the meat raffle.

Neat article by the LA Times about our love of meat raffles in Minnesota.

I feel like my lack of attending a meat raffle really holds me back from fully becoming a Minnesotan.

thetangentialruinsminneapolis:

Manhattan Murder Mystery

Ugh, could you imagine the existential whining that would happen his first winter in Duluth?

Black Hills road trip photo highlights.