78 #burpees this morning at my random hotel room near Memphis.

it's a beautiful day for 76 burpees and sunshine!

Big Rube on one of my favorite rap albums:
Operatin' under the crooked American system too long
Outkast, pronounced out cast
Adjective meaning homeless, or unaccepted in society
But let's look deeper than that
Are you an Outkast?
If you understand and feel the basic principles and
Fundamental truths contained within this music, you probably are
If you think it's all about pimpin' hoes and slammin' cadillac do's
You probably a cracker, or a nigga that think he a cracker
Or maybe just don't understand
An Outkast is someone who is not considered to be part of the normal world
He is looked at differently
He is not accepted because of his clothes, his hair
His occupation, his beliefs or his skin color
Now look at yourself, are you an Outkast? I know I am
As a matter of fact, fuck being anything else
It's only so much time left in this crazy world
Wake up niggas and realize what's goin on around you
Poisonin' of the food and water
Tamperin' of ciggarettes
Disease engineering control over your life
Take back your existence or die like a punk
This is Big Rube, sayin' right on to the real, and death to the fakers
Peace out
I grew up in the Lutheran church. I always thought it was amazing what Martin Luther did. I also grew up In the south and witnessed varying styles of churches and approaches to the christian faith. Even as a young kid I wasnt what you would call a true believer, but at the same time I yearned for spiritual guidance and growth. I've always been skeptical of large religious institutions. I read the gospels and got the sense that Jesus felt the same way. I'm never sure how to deal with this when I go to church.
7 years ago, Puerto Rico. Time flies!

I'm just a simple pleb, new to Nostr and Bitcoin twitter. It would be cool if some of the more prominent folks on twitter started a movement to demand that all 9 ETFs that are not named GBTC show us proof of their holdings. I think there could be enough of a following from people like
@preston and
@Lyn Alden that it could make a difference.
Skillet, butter, sliced bananas, eggs, then cinammon. Enjoy!
71 burpees today which means 29 more days until 100k. Your welcome everyone.
Credit scores are the modern day version of indulgences. You must pay for your sins or suffer the consequences.
69 burpees today y'all! Pushups are great but expect at least 31 more days until 100K as I work my way up to 100 reps.
53 straight days of burpees today!
There's something happening here
But what it is ain't exactly clear
There's a man with a gun over there
Telling me I got to beware
I think it's time we stop
Children, what's that sound?
Everybody look, what's going down?
There's battle lines being drawn
Nobody's right if everybody's wrong
Young people speaking their minds
Getting so much resistance from behind
It's time we stop
Hey, what's that sound?
Everybody look, what's going down?
What a field day for the heat (Ooh ooh ooh)
A thousand people in the street (Ooh ooh ooh)
Singing songs and they carrying signs (Ooh ooh ooh)
Mostly say, "Hooray for our side" (Ooh ooh ooh)
It's time we stop
Hey, what's that sound?
Everybody look, what's going down?
Paranoia strikes deep
Into your life it will creep
It starts when you're always afraid
Step out of line, the men come and take you away
We better stop
Hey, what's that sound?
Everybody look, what's going down?
You better stop
Hey, what's that sound?
Everybody look, what's going down?
You better stop
Now, what's that sound?
Everybody look, what's going down?
You better stop
Children, what's that sound?
Everybody look, what's going down?
Remember, remember, the Fifth of November, the Gunpowder Treason and Plot. I know of no reason why the Gunpowder Treason should ever be forgot... But what of the man? I know his name was Guy Fawkes and I know, in 1605, he attempted to blow up the Houses of Parliament. But who was he really? What was he like? We are told to remember the idea, not the man, because a man can fail. He can be caught, he can be killed and forgotten, but 400 years later, an idea can still change the world. I've witnessed first hand the power of ideas, I've seen people kill in the name of them, and die defending them... but you cannot kiss an idea, cannot touch it, or hold it... ideas do not bleed, they do not feel pain, they do not love... And it is not an idea that I miss, it is a man... A man that made me remember the Fifth of November. A man that I will never forget.
Good morning it's dead President's Day!
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