Accidentally poisoned myself and was talking out of my head.

I’ll read more tomorrow, seems like a very good book so far. I especially liked the part where he cussed the pope and cried into his lap.

I was thinking of Tomorrow and Tomorrow and Tomorrow by Aldous Huxley. My mistake. Recovering from a accidental poisoning and was talking out of my head. My apologies.

I can’t justify the money right now. Have giger and yerka prints.

I’ve built parts on the space station. I think we’ll keep getting out there. We’re trying.

Frank Herbert wrote about Dune. Kevin Anderson and his son did some shit trying to make money. I don’t blame them, especially his son.

Doesn’t seem like they have the same vision or grasp of distance. Bless their hearts, they can’t help it. Anderson, mostly, fuck him He wouldn’t know sacred if it smacked him between the eyes. He can’t find a trail or hunt a purple elephant.

Aldous Huxley? Great person.

Pseudoscience/conspiracy theories.

Altar!

The majority of pumps in my area play ads. Some of the pumps can’t be muted. For those, press the top left and right buttons, then next two down, then the next two and it throws it into maintenance mode. That shuts off the speaker.

We both mostly work from home and she likes clicky keys, so blues are not a problem.

Admiral Stabby!

Y’all are motherfucking gangsters. Appreciate the work you’re putting in. I don’t do your kind of code or I’d pitch in. Much love. ♥️