Pink Flamingo, Panther Stomp-out.

At one time I worked in an office. Actually, I have worked in a lot of offices, but I am thinking of one in particular. The first office I worked in, actually. There were a lot of grabby people in that office and for some reason it was not considered taboo to grab a colleague's beverage and take a drink from it. I found this very irritating which, I think, is quite reasonable. One day I decided to start bringing chocolate rice and/or soy milk to work with me. That solved it.

Also, the guy with the Panther tattoo came back. The sheer violence with which he stomped that dandelion to death was astounding. Nearly forces me to stutter.

Maybe he was assing out a cigarette and the dandelion just got in the way. Either way it was astounding.

There is a forest behind the screen in the background. I thought I should mention this as a way of keeping myself on-theme.

Springtime is nice for Commies.

Springtime is nice. I spend a lot of time wishing it was fall. I tend to glorify the annual adjustment from green as mentioned previously. But the truth is that the explosion of pale blossoms that are my favourite side effect of the springtime warming is almost better. Because the green is still there. They share.

Once I considered myself a communist. Now I don't, but I still think sharing is a good idea. European communism never really ended up being about sharing anyway. I think the Cubans might have a better handle on it.