I'm up late on a school night watching YouTube so I actually caught the earthquake alert coming into my phone I don't know what it says about me that as soon as I saw that it was 5.0 / the epicenter was quite a ways from San Francisco that I knew I wasn't getting off the couch when it hit.

Well that was exciting.

I refresh the news and get a bit worried... ...and then I remember as a kid when the Death Valley Days President was chambering up neutron bomb based space defense systems for the incoming ICBM's from the USSR that were going to kill us any day... we were told. Promised. I'm still here.

if it wasn't for the Vanguards on my face I wouldn't have just caught one of the security staff at a particular airport I'm at right now trying to lift my wallet my passport my boarding pass. Nothing like being gaslit hard and saying, "Oh yeah? Let's go to the tape." to just shut everyone up.

Me watching Formula 1 in 2026 knowing the brand new cars have zero ABS, zero traction control, are half Internal combustion half electric, make over 700 horsepower, have articulating front and rear wings, are hard to drive, and the drivers now have boost, overtake, regen, just like a video game.

Ok... So truth be told I won't be heading back to San Francisco house with an empty suitcase.

So the new thing on Linkedin is to stick "XR, AI, Robotics" into your tagline now? That's what's movin' dope? That's what's hot in the streets? Fuck out of here. Shovel-leaning-ass trend-riding motherfuckers wouldn't know a hard day of work if they fell on it like rusty rebar asshole first.

When did your obsession with hot toxic women begin?

Two smartphone screens shattered within a week of each other from drops lower than a foot. My Pixel 6 Pro and my Pixel 7a both destroyed. Tired of this candy glass bullshit. Contemplating ditching smartphones and going back to a 00's era Nokia. I lived to see technology peak and landslide.

If anyone is willing the share the following, I would be so grateful! We just launched Piece by Piece on Steam 🎉🎉 It's a cozy repair shop sim, you play a woodland fox who inherits his grandfather's store. You fix up items with your hammer and paintbrush 🔨🖌️🦊 store.steampowered.com/app/3179050/...

I had a very long and brutal day yesterday. I was looking forward to sleeping in a bit with A. Even in the backwoods sticks of Italy, my doorbell was just rang by a couple Watchtower leaflet passer-outers. All for religious freedom as long as you're not cramming it down my throat at assfuck-30-AM.

Since on this platform I speak into the void and nobody is listening: ~ I hate what you have done to the internet my friends and I built bright eyed with the best intentions. ~ I hate how you use it now for nothing but tearing at each other's throats. I would say do better but I am far too tired.

I am a bottomless well of really bad ideas. Put down that keyboard and grab your helmet, Bubba... We're about to have a good time or end up in the ER. Either way today is not going to be boring. Someone grab a clipboard and a labcoat so I can pass this off as Science.

I wear a lot of hats at the Drift Farm / Fattoria del la Drift. Sometimes they're hard, yellow, and require I lean on a shovel running my jaw instead of working while wearing a High-Vis vest. Picked up that training in California observing Caltrans.

9 years ago to the day @spikely.bsky.social and I made it official and started this weird wild ride together. And what an adventure it has been. I have always been happy by myself, happiest alone. I am my best company. Comfortable in my own head, and content. And that freaks people out. Bad.

What the fuck ever Shooter McGavin, You're going to get me watching NASCAR just to watch Garret hand you your ass in a hat at full-lock across the checkers. Let me guess, you eat pieces of of shit like Cleet for breakfast? www.youtube.com/watch?v=KDHl...

As I get dragged into the AGI debate, I can't help but laugh. I'm an artist. I don't post my work, but I paint, sculpt, illustrate, and have sold works of art in the past. Real stuff, made with hands, not a Wacom tablet. I'm a lot more on your side than some of you foamy-mouthed peanuts think.

Whomever installed the dishwasher at Italy House: 1 ~ Stretched the corroguated plastic drain hose like a guitar string around hard corners so as it heat cycled it sprung more leaks than a colander. 2 ~ Did not bother to ensure it was properly grounded. So touching the sink and washer was... spicy.

Come at me. Reach for them on my face while I'm wearing the Ray Bans or Vanguards. I wish a motherfucker would. You'll quickly find out I'm a Sociopath with total emotional disconnect who enjoys teachable moments. Everybody owns a smartphone with a camera. And this gets the kneejerk reaction.

Buddy... Brian, I think we're leaning on it right now. Hard. youtu.be/rXfFACs24zU?...

My feed is full of low poly rats from so many people and I am so here for that.

Post an iconic horror movie image.

After the morning chores are done we make sure Brunch at the Drift Farm goes hard...

Just remember when it's time to queue them up in that massive Disneyland-like line for the guillotine, because there is going to be so many... Wu Tang's C.R.E.A.M. should be playing over the loudspeakers for them. The entire time. Just to remind them why they are in line. Just to remind them.

Happy birthday to my Digital Twin, Mr. Hardcore. Still alive on LambdaMOO a Godeating eldritch leviathan, 32 real years old, pure chaos. moike@polyester:~$ telnet lambda.moo.mud.org 8888 @age me Mr.Hardcore first connected on Tue Mar 1 21:29:07 1994 PST Which makes him 32 years and 1 day old.

The shit you see just parked up on the side of the road on the drive home around these parts... Fire, striaght fire.

New vehicle unlocked on this section of the playable map :)

Show me your Uber driver.

And that is one more repair checked off the list on Italy House.

I come to Italy to get away from the bullshit. Get. Away. From. It. Take a knee. And run out my clock. Free of stress. And this fucknut has put a target on my back, worldwide. Globally. I am now Enemy Combatant Number One. Fuck everything about that guy and everybody that voted for him.

Me, a GenX looking at GenZ as the Boomers get ready to grind them into a pink paste on the exact same chunk of dirt for the exact same Boomer self-interest bullshit that GenZ has no involvement in, no interest in, and no business being a part of...

Drafting shit up to vote on that tells the fuck-knuckle and his friends to stop is the equivalent of telling the cop actively punching you in the face to stop punching you in the face or he's going to get in big trouble for punching you in the face. He's just going to laugh and punch harder. ffs.

Four times. Four times this bitter burned out hollow shell of a sack of meat has been strapped to a chair, eyes peeled back like Little Alex in in A Clockwork Orange, and forced to watch as we beat the fuck out of the same exact spot of the globe for absolutely no good reason at all. Four times.

Here's what's really rattling my brain. It's now coming out that Special Ted in his backwoods shack, with his typewriter, mirror shades, and hoodie was firing off letter bombs to people tied to all of this? Seriously? Is his Manifesto suddenly going to make a lot more sense given 2026 context?

Just think... all it would have taken was one service detail member to look in the camera in 2016, yell WOOOOORLDSTAAAAARRRR, and take one for the team. And we wouldn't be where we are right now.

Hey #gamers I woke up this morning and find myself in Silent Hill. Could use help with a walkthrough, it's been a minute.

Got the hammock working...

Today's pranzo from Fattoria del la Drift here in Penne, Italy. Pappardelle in a ragu, topped with 40 year old local parmesan. Side salad of fennel the neighbor on the next farm over handed us the other day mixed with blood oranges, more parmesan, olive oil from our orchard, and sea salt.

Uh... Pretty sure I could knock down all three simultaneously. 24 tacos and 24 beers during a 10 mile jog? Four Taco Bell party packs of Crunchy Supremes and a flat of PBR? That sounds like an awesome Friday afternoon honestly. Jenkins, fetch my Tapatio bandolero, and my Air Force Ones.

Me racing rally in VR with horizon lock enabled.

California Kids, I would like you to pay very close attention to the wording NBC Bay Area chose to use here, "...3D weapon printers..." This is going to become very common moving forward. They are coming for your 3D printers now. www.nbcbayarea.com/news/local/s...

I own trees that produce some of the most exotic, sought after, high grade olive oil on the planet, and I'm using it to make popcorn on the stove. Carbonized the first two batches getting my popcorn legs back. Makes me giggle. And It's gloriously tasty with pink salt and just a sneeze of pepper.

(Cue: Faith No More ~ A Small Victory) Two days of work but the left half of the brain and the right half of the brain are finally up and talking to each other all wrappered up tight, bouncing to space and back, space and back. I am watching the neurons slowly knit in the thinking sand.

Sometimes mentors and role models come from places you'd never expect. Years ago I found a new channel on YouTube from a skater named Dan Corrigan and giving him 10 to 15 minutes of my day when he'd post a new video had an incredible impact on my life. Thanks Dan. www.youtube.com/@DanCorrigan

Look man, I've lived in California most of my natural born life. I've also been a fan of Science Fiction most my natural born life. My bitter case hardened hyper-aware GenX brain can spot a Gaius Baltar at 1000 yards. Out the airlock with your bullshit, Gavin. So say we all.

Did you know when you live in Italy that one meal a day has to be pasta based, it's the law here. If you skip too many days officials come by and have words with you. Seriously, quit laughing. Guys... stooop. Il pranzo di oggi dalla donna / dal capo ;)

Ok... 1 ~ The stove is now very clean. 2 ~ I've destroyed my first cheap Moka pot. Let's be honest it won't be my first. 3 ~ We needed a bigger one anyway and we get to take a trip into town to the General Store. 4 ~ I get to try the French Press we salvaged and refurbed from Downstairs House :)

Burning the ground, I break from the crowd I'm on the hunt, I'm after you I smell like I sound, I'm lost and I'm found And I'm hungry like the wolf... Literally, I've not even had breakfast yet.

the gen x urge to watch fire cleanse the earth of humanity

I absolutely loved NitW, loved the story, and loved the art. When TikTok spawned into the ether, the Demon sitting in my skull piloting this meat mech leaned forward over the controls and said; "No dude, doesn't smell right. Do NOT make an account." RZA's C.R.E.A.M. in full effect and pure evil.