Also, goats.

Also, there were a lot of goats.

Comfy like a cesspool.

Mmmmm yes.

I just spent the day soaking, pruning, preening in a volcanic hot spring. I was simmering in a cauldron of boiled, ancient creatures, and some sediment, covered in mud, dangerously close to blackface, in los andes with my dad and Pancho's family.

I've never felt more like a happy-stewed-dumpling. Watch out for floaty bits of weird algae and ass burns. Caliente!

Tienes cactus?

We might have a couple in the back.

Asher Maan.

On this, the anniversary of your placental bursting 20-something years ago, I send out rainbows of love and acceptance, and some spite, across the equator.

Party like a sorority girl getting back at daddy.