My morning hour of hitting the snooze button was filled in with interconnected mini-dreams about a new scheme for color-coding public transit systems, which (god help me) I’m going to try to explain later.
Bix dot Blog
The unsupported use case of Bix Frankonis’ disordered, surplus, mediocre midlife in St. Johns, Oregon.
No fear, no hate, no thoughtless bullshit, and no nazis.