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[VinylGuy]

gorgeous family Rangi!!

Congrats!

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[Ello Sailor]

Beautiful family. Also, beautiful man in a beautiful shirt.

[Rangi Guy]

yeah really. His wife is beautiful, and I mean that in the most sincere way. Very kind eyes.

Oh - she's an empath, and it drives me absolutely nuts sometimes.... And she's passed that onto my eldest daughter

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[Rangi Guy]

yeah really. His wife is beautiful, and I mean that in the most sincere way. Very kind eyes.

Oh - she's an empath, and it drives me absolutely nuts sometimes.... And she's passed that onto my eldest daughter

Those first few boyfriends are gonna be brutal!

Shit!

On a side note - the girls absolutely loved the show. I hated pretty much every minute of it

[spike]

yeah really. His wife is beautiful, and I mean that in the most sincere way. Very kind eyes.

Oh - she's an empath, and it drives me absolutely nuts sometimes.... And she's passed that onto my eldest daughter

Those first few boyfriends are gonna be brutal!

Shit!

On a side note - the girls absolutely loved the show. I hated pretty much every minute of it

Was it that Dark Matter listening experience thing?

[Rangi Guy]

yeah really. His wife is beautiful, and I mean that in the most sincere way. Very kind eyes.

Oh - she's an empath, and it drives me absolutely nuts sometimes.... And she's passed that onto my eldest daughter

Those first few boyfriends are gonna be brutal!

Shit!

On a side note - the girls absolutely loved the show. I hated pretty much every minute of it

Was it that Dark Matter listening experience thing?

I wish! Bailed on that to take the kids to a Madagascar musical

[spike]

yeah really. His wife is beautiful, and I mean that in the most sincere way. Very kind eyes.

Oh - she's an empath, and it drives me absolutely nuts sometimes.... And she's passed that onto my eldest daughter

Those first few boyfriends are gonna be brutal!

Shit!

On a side note - the girls absolutely loved the show. I hated pretty much every minute of it

Was it that Dark Matter listening experience thing?

I wish! Bailed on that to take the kids to a Madagascar musical

Your kids liking the new record more than you means Watt wins.

[wease]

yeah really. His wife is beautiful, and I mean that in the most sincere way. Very kind eyes.

Oh - she's an empath, and it drives me absolutely nuts sometimes.... And she's passed that onto my eldest daughter

Those first few boyfriends are gonna be brutal!

Shit!

You’re doomed

Beautiful family. Be very proud

[Higgs]

lovely girls, rangi. You're a lucky dude.

Thanks man - I feel very blessed

I dunno man. Girls are fucking hard to deal with, especially that 12 to 20 year age. I say that as the proud father of a gorgeous daughter who I love with all my heart but also often have wanted to throttle (figuratively speaking).

Blessed you certainly are, but that doesn't mean shit is easy!

I say good luck Rangi! May your daughters not drive you to drink like mine has me!

[Jorge]

Officiating at my little brother's wedding

Using my magical powers to bind souls together

[spike]

Where does that portal take you?

[doug rr]

your brother is like 6 feet away from her..are they having problems already?

[spike]

your brother is like 6 feet away from her..are they having problems already?

Jorge instructed them to not be in his shot.

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[spike]

Is that the Rebel Alliance insignia on Jorge’s scarf? A union not legally recognized by The Empire could lead to some tax implications.

On an all new episode of Andor…

[Higgs]

Apparently we are a week and a half away from winter, but have been having the most perfect run of just glorious weather here. Headed up to the MiL's beach house for the weekend to get away. The beach looked as nice as I've ever seen it, and Alby the dog was a happy happy pup.

[tree_]

[dad]

nice! that fish needs a helmet.