To plant a garden is to believe in tomorrow.

Audrey Hepburn.

To plant a garden is to believe in tomorrow.

Audrey Hepburn.

The United States and Canada share a 5,525-mile-long border defined by peaceful commerce.

A trading relationship that measures more than $2.5 billion a day.

And enduring ties between friends and family.

Miss you John.

WATCH: General Mark Milley takes Rep. Matt Gaetz (R-FL) to school on Critical Race Theory in the Military.

BOOM 💥

Fuck you Henry Kissinger. Just fuck you.

Interesting piece of engineering, spy technology.

There is hope in this world.

Convincing yourselves that voting is pointless is exactly what authoritarians hope you do.

#describeamoviebadly

Planet of the Apes:
Dude discovers a village of talking monkeys. The monkeys hate the dude. Dude runaway with a hot babe.
For some reason, the Statue of Liberty is discovered burnt.

Karen had #even chances to be mayor. She had many haters in the small town. She called many women whores and had bullied people during high school. Her current boyfriend ran the election, and she smiled, laundering taxes to a company was her retirement plan.

#vss365

The boss inspected the stalled machine. Once again, an item jammed the cogs. He removed the big green shoe.
“Okay, who the hell is throwing things in the hopper?”
The workers stared at the floor. The guy with a rainbow wig, smiling make-up, and big red nose shrugged.

#vss365

She added #chocolate icing on the cake.
“Happy Birthday, Tommy.”
He blinked once, showing he approved.
She brought the cake-filled fork to his nose.
He blinked again.
She prayed everyday her son would recover. It had been years since she had given him that damn bike.

#vss365

Rotting vegetation in the arctic burned James’s eyes. Being late October, the ground was not #frozen .
He dialed his phone. “We got a runaway climate disaster.”
“Don’t say anything. Where you staying?”
James hanged up, not wanting to be found and murdered by Big Oil.

#vss365

Desperation filled Dave. His boss wanted info and his target worked offline. The elections were coming. He re-scanned the house and then, the prey went #online . He downloaded the directories and emails. No candidate was perfect. Public humiliation was coming.

#vss365

Joe felt a rude nudge. He opened his eyes, seeing a couple frowning.
“Mister, we’re trying to enjoy the #movie .”
Was he caught snoring again? He couldn’t go home during the night. Not until his violent, drunken mom went to bed. Only then, he could steal from her purse.

#vss365

He added more orange to the hues of red in his imaginary #sunset . He couldn’t remember if it had purple.
The steel panel opened. The bastard stared at him. “You have one more month and your year of isolation is over.”
The food plate slid in. Rat meat and rice.

#vss365

Jim walked pass the path to know the past.
The tomb stone had the name of O’Brien. His father’s mistress was indeed buried with him, and she was his mother.
His other mom left him nothing in her will. She bottled years of hate to bestow this final act vengeance.

#vss365

She opened the bathroom window. Her boyfriend kept pouring the sulfuric acid. “Isn’t the #toxic fumes burning your lungs?”
He didn’t care, continuing his work.
She trembled, needing to get high. Soon the pusher would go down the drain, and they would enjoy his stash.

#vss365

Jane beaded her eyes. “We found hidden bank accounts.”
Peter froze.
His friendly #chat to sign the divorce papers seemed unlikely.
“There under our children’s names.”
“Why would a six and seven-years-old need millions.”
The aroma of the lobster dinner became fishy.

#vss365