GM bitchez. I've been busy. I started a nonprofit meant to preserve independent music recorded in my town. I started ripping CDs from a local collection held at Humboldt Hot Air and thought, this shit needs to be preserved. So I developed a plan. And even a manual. And I got permission from several bands to stream their music on my website humboldtmusicarchive.org Only 37 albums up so far. Of which, I was able to glean about 20 emails. Surprisingly, only 4 of those were bunk. 5 responded already! Someone heard about what I was doing and sent me a thumbdrive of >35GB of predigitized Humboldt music going back to the 80s. 💪 I know I shared the website before. But I was just messing around then. I now only stream by permission and have a rights policy. Lol. This shit's serious all-a-sudden.

Hi Nostr.

I like raisins. I put em on lots of stuff. I put raisins on heavily seasoned chicken strips tonight. 😋 Straight bomb.

GM. Just woke from a weird dream. There was a dead body found at a 'local' college. Not sure what college or what town I was in. Felt local to me, but wasn't where I live now. I took pics of the body and interviewed a police officer at the scene. I was doing a write-up for the college, or at least I said I was... I wasn't being honest when I said it to the cop. Not sure why I wouldn't do that. Dead guy's wallet was also found near the school pool, which was in a building near by, but still a few hundred yards from the body that was outside. Officers name was clear in the dream. Even had a unique spelling. I'm having a hard time recalling now. 3 letter first name is all I can remember. I took pics of the wallet as well. Story was there was a note inside the wallet, but the wallet was closed and I wasn't supposed to open it. The note was apparantly something like a suicide note maybe, written like a ransom note with the letters cut from a magize or something. I never saw it. There was an FBI guy on site who knew my name and phone number without me offering. I was connected personally to this guy somehow, maybe through family or something. I knew him, but was still surprised when I received a text from him that spelled out the officers name for me after I had asked him. I asked because after the intervjew woth the police officer, I realized I hadn't written it down. And there was this girl who spoon fed me some sort of ice cream or other desert. It was distracting me from my task and I eventually had to run to take the pics of the wallet before the pool area closed. Woke up struggling to open the camera app to take pics of the wallet as they were telling me to leave.

Gm frens. LFG!

Love me a super new moon. Busting out the ouija board soon.

Swiss cheese is a fucking scam. Full price despite holes in every slice? Wtf? It doesn't even taste good.

Nostr>MySpace. But just barely.

Fuck your commercial music.