Kris Eriksen

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Farthest I’ve been:

N: somewhere north of Husavik, Iceland (66° N)
E: Satara Rest Camp, Krueger NP, South Africa (31° E)
S: Santiago, Chile (33° S)
W: Haliewa, HI (158° W)

What perfect album came out when you were sixteen?

The Cure was my favorite band at the time, and while this isn’t my favorite Cure album, it was perfect for that time in my life.

An 8 year old boy crouches and looks down a canyon at the Sangre de Cristos mountains in the distance

Saturday morning hike with the kiddo

And the next song was Ol Dirty Bastard. I mean…really…

I’m sitting in a mall and “The Humpty Dance” is playing. Have I been transported to 1990?

My phone just autocorrected "duck" to "fuck" when I actually really did mean to say "duck," and I feel like I have finally broken its spirit

A view of the North Rim of the Grand Canyon at sunrise on a cloudy morning.

Heartbroken to hear about the loss of the Lodge at the North Rim of the Grand Canyon. In 2022 we took an epic roadtrip with my mom, including a few nights in the cabins on the North Rim. Each morning mom and I drank coffee on the patio behind the lodge. That’s where this pic was taken.

it actually speaks to our core american values that we're bad at the goose-stepping parades

This is the best news I’ve heard in…a very long time, as it turns out.

Movies you have seen six or more times, no Star Wars, LOTR, or Trek.

Fitting, actually.

Turns out that nearly-8 really likes Rammstein

One of the most clarifying things I've seen in the past few weeks is "de-escalate all conflict that is not with the enemy."

Might be a good time to reread The Jungle.

I was apparently almost 50 years old when I realized that Sting sings “I want my MTV” in “Money for Nothing” with the same lick as “Don’t Stand So Close to Me”

Really tough year! That was the only day we went. NM skiing is amazing, but fickle.

Just had a funny, pithy personal experience that’s too gross by half to post on here. Killing me.

❤️ New Mexico

#travel #roadtrip #AmericanWest #NewMexico #scenic #OptOutside #HomeSweetHome

You don't have to flip someone off, and risk getting caught. You can just decide that every sip of your coffee means "f*ck you."

Mood

Pink and blue sunset on low-lying clouds, above a two lane road heading into the distance. An unused historical guard tower is to the right of the road

Just missed getting a pic of the peak of the sunset yesterday. But this is still pretty.

Lana Del Rey, Wu Tang, and a strong stout.

Well, the ski lodge at the bottom of the hill is at 9300 feet, so that helps a bit. We actually had summer snow in town (7300 ft) in 2020!

A ski slope with moguls, photographed from the lift. Pine and aspens in the foreground, with bare mountains in the background, and the snow-capped Sangre de Cristos mountains in the far distance

A ski lift, photographed from the lift

First turns on Pajarito for the season. With La Niña like to mean a warm dry winter we’re taking advantage of the snow while we have it.

Tori Amos and drinking Scotch over the sink

Happy Father’s Day to the dads and father figures out there. Thoughts with you if you’re missing yours, like I am.

A day late, but Happy Pride Month!

(Not that I have anything against fat white bearded dudes, being one myself, though a certain fat bearded look decodes a certain way these days) 3/2

In the 2020s this exurban white liberal parent’s bogeyman is a fat, bearded white dude country singer and former fentanyl dealer with a cross tattooed on his face. In the era of you know who I feel like I’m a bit more righteously concerned, but maybe I’m just old. 2/2

So, at almost 49 I am officially old — I had my first parental freak out about the music my kid is listening to. In the 1950s parents worried that Elvis’s music would lead to premarital sex. In the 1980s (vaguely racist) white suburban worried that rap music would lead to drug use… 1/2