"Kerouac never drove, so he never drove alone..." - (08/24/2026)

...Had a brief power outage a couple days ago caused by one of the wildest thunderstorms I've ever seen. Well, in the grand scheme of things it was nothing special buuut I haven't seen many like it. I swear at least one bolt of lightning struck right next to my house. Like it was so fucking LOUD that I could hear it clear as crystal through my headphones. Power went out shortly after that, and for a while I was stuck listening to Hitman ambience in pitch-black. It was actually kind of neat.

...been a week since I got back into Payday and at last I have come up with a semi-decent build. Hacker, Clarion/DB Judge, and Suit. Clarion rips through every cop unit like they're made of wet tissue paper and the Dragon's Breath Judge is there to deal w/ Shields and Snipers. So far in testing it has proven adequate on Death Wish. Plus it's pretty satisfying to use.

...had a guy attempt to talk a friend and I into getting back into Roblox. Hell no, motherfucker! Last time I cared about that game was when I used to play Jailbreak literal years ago until they buffed the handcuffs for NO reason. But now? Yeah, don't even get me started...

...listening to right now: "The Completed Soundtrack to The Tropic of Nipples" by Richard Meltzer, Robert Pollard and Smegma. Meltzer and Pollard share a lot in common: both offbeat poets with a shared taste for absurd music. This is less of a proper album and more of a spoken-word compilation, albeit one that has surreal, oft-atonal backing music. This "Completed" edition rudely shoves in some tracks from Meltzer's 1970s punk outfit Vom, including the evergreen "I'm in Love with Your Mom" and "Electrocute Your Cock". 

..."Tragically, the zine Beer Frame did not run an article on the 1962 Rambler Ambassador during Steve Albini's lifetime" - a heartbreaking revelation...