What is this I don’t even…

housewifeswag:

vampirefruitfly:

voiceofnature:

For over 13 years (and girlfriend and children), architect Mickey Muennig lived in the tiny Greenhouse—his 1976 take on the then-popular dome and his celestial artistic response. From the deck of the outdoor bath, you can see up the coast.

Inside the one-room house, the reclaimed-redwood platform bed hangs on slender steel rods fastened to the ceiling. The ceiling cap is a vent—the house’s thermostat.

Let me get my bags.

juhtayy:

Same

juhtayy:

Same

animalstalkinginallcaps:

STAY DOWN, ASSHOLE!
YOU CAME TO THE WRONG BEACH, LITTERBUG.
THAT DROPPING THE WRAPPER SHIT MIGHT FLY WHEREVER YOU CAME FROM BUT THIS IS THE PACIFIC NORTHWEST. PICK IT UP.
AND YOU’D BETTER BE PLANNING TO RECYCLE THAT BOTTLE, YOU HEAR ME?
I BET YOU DON’T EVEN COMPOST.
SCUMBAG.

Obligatory Pacific Northwest joke reblog.

animalstalkinginallcaps:

STAY DOWN, ASSHOLE!

YOU CAME TO THE WRONG BEACH, LITTERBUG.

THAT DROPPING THE WRAPPER SHIT MIGHT FLY WHEREVER YOU CAME FROM BUT THIS IS THE PACIFIC NORTHWEST. PICK IT UP.

AND YOU’D BETTER BE PLANNING TO RECYCLE THAT BOTTLE, YOU HEAR ME?

I BET YOU DON’T EVEN COMPOST.

SCUMBAG.

Obligatory Pacific Northwest joke reblog.

tyleroakley:

I can’t.

tyleroakley:

I can’t.