Restless type. Mostly irony-free wingnut. Celebrator of trees. Stilt walker. Given to rare fits of poetry. Boot junkie and whiskey enthusiast. Blabbermouth with only a vague notion of TMI. Vermont secessionist expatriate. Moss sniffer. Stray cat petting machine. Alternative school graduate. Mountain admirer. Tattooed non-professional. Mild-mannered atheist and polite anarchist. Big city person with rural inclinations, or maybe it's the other way around.
My name is Nicole Cipri. I'm a writer and a wingnut, among other things. This is my tumblr, aka, a curated mess of memes and half-finished thoughts.
“Smells Like Queer Spirit” - Pansy Division, from the album “Pile Up” (1995)
I am listening to Pansy Division and baking cookies. Fuck yeah.
Punk Rock Chocolate Chip Cookies:
Preheat oven to 350. Cream butter, sugar, maple syrup. Add whiskey and eggs. Add dry ingredients. Add motherfucking chocolate chips and nuts and shit and put that shit in the oven. Discuss anarcho-syndacalism and create small mosh pit in kitchen while they’re baking. Pull ‘em out when the sides start to brown, about 12 minutes.