We were one game away from a CJ 30 piece

I was so absent this season. No Bird’s prayer. No relentless optimism. Nuthin. I’ll be better next season, and maybe—just maybe, it’ll make a difference.

These unis were everything

Tell me about it,CJ.

Wholesome content

Damn. Schroeder’s villain origin story.

Wow. This picture of baby Klay Thompson is the cutest thing I’ve ever seen man.

Anyone else get water in their house today? Man this ain’t living.

The music/bartending/coffee communities in New Orleans are feeling an extremely shocking and heartbreaking personal loss right now. We’re grieving hard. Treat folks with care.

Welp looks like I’m not sleeping tonight. Power is still out. This city man.

History book entry from the year 2100: “Appropriately, humankind’s final year of autonomy before they ceded to their AI overlords was marked by two of the biggest cinematic hits of all time—-one about a talking doll and one about the man that invented a destroyer of worlds.”

Are we just gonna call Jordan Hawkins Hawkeye?

This Saturday I return to the stage after a nice long break. Would love to see some of my fam out there.

Anyone else been feeling wonky as hell? This heat got me stressed and a mess. Also late-stage capitalism might be a factor too.

Devil be busy in the summertime, but as the greatest billboard on St Claude once said, “Big blessings poppin, devil can’t stop it”.

Chorizo, black beans, beaucoup garlic and veggies