Saturday’s are for getting together with old friends. I haven’t sat with my banjo in quite some time. Sonic Memories from my old Appalachian days…

My grandmother used to say, “The downfall of society was the invention of the elastic waistband”. 😂 She may be right. For the first time in my adult life I left my house in sweats. It feels dangerously comfortable, like I’m sneaking a win on the uptight belt-wearing world. On the other hand, the costume magic of putting on a nice suit that says, “I’m getting shit done”, really has an effect. In sweatpants, my only ambition is to NGAF, but that has its own value too. 😎 Get shit done and CHILL. ⚖️

By the end of summer, I will have my own NOSTR relay.

What’s the best thing to do with my #bitaxe, besides be a nerd and let it run looking all btc-punk in my office?

Bad WiFi. Great Connections. Father’s Day weekend with my fam, my friends, and many other Earthly pleasures, spent at a cabin in the Oregon woods. Life is good. Be grateful.

If you cage your own power, it will linger and fester and fight and brood until it turns into your greatest fear. You can not conquer what you do not face.

Make your own way. Stay Humble. Stay Free. Be Happy.

To all the fear mongers and #FUD spreaders…

I did a Float Tank this weekend….

#noystr

It’s a beautiful and brain-dead Sunday. I’m letting the birds chirp and the breeze wash over me today. Having Faith in what the future holds.

When you're just walking your traversing space time at the rate with which the human body was built… And it's nice. I should do it more.