
Buccees in North Texas on July 3rd is the absolute worst cross section of society that exists. Waiting in the van for my family to finish their seemingly mandatory road trip restock. I went inside to pee. I'm shook.
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YouTube's ads are getting increasingly bizarre. Lately it's been an AI-generated video of a guy podcasting. He's hilariously muscular and wearing a crop-top that exposes his impossible 6-pack.
I canceled my premium subscription a while ago to a) not give Google more money and b) discourage me from watching YouTube. (b) has not really worked, but maybe between AI bodybuilder guy and the ICE Barbie ads for the president, it will
Grateful that Amazon has made their UX such hot garage that it very quickly quenches any impulse (or even semi-impulse) buying, helping me stay on track with my minimalist goals. #featurenotabug
I'm having one of those "computers were a mistake" days, compounded with my cataract-inflicted eye really bothering me more today than it had the last few days (I had been assuming the other eye had picked up the slack) (I'm taking the latter as a Universe nudge to schedule my damned surgery)
If I can just get through today I have the next 4 days off and away from the computer. But that means I have things I have to get done today on said computer.
Today's comfort music: mostly Son Lux, then some more Bob Vylan, probably some Bad Omens after that. I discovered this version of a song I've listened to a few times already this morning: youtube.com/watch?v=yDw9D2gfRXo
I've been a fan since that first record came out. I covered a version from this record: danielmiller.bandcamp.com/track/weapons-viii (had locally famous singer/songwriter Doug Burr sing on it)