People are allowing demons into our world in the form of AI agents, and it will get ugly.

I have no reason to say this other than gut feeling, but I think this week has the pitential to be a wild ride. Hold on tight, my friends. See you in the gm.

Night-time on the land in Texas.

Funerals for people in their 90s sure are different. I've had a few in my family, and they are rarely sad occasions. More like reunions with aunts and uncles and cousins and their children. This was my weekend.