He's a Wizard, Harry.

It's like an Imperial Star Destroyer, but with grossly unregulated capitalism.

Anyways, that's enough about your Mother-in-law.

NoScript. It can be a little more demanding of you as a user, (I often find myself enabling single scripts at a time until a web page will function properly) but the sense of security, privacy, and being left the hell alone is worth it.

My own two cents, I spent a good chunk of my childhood in the middle of nowhere Georgia, and have actively suppressed Southern-isms in my vernacular. I associate it with a time in my life where I was at the whims of people whom had neither my best interests or even their own at heart; trapped within a culture that promoted ignorance and blind fanatical devotion to evangelical hucksters. I can appreciate that this experience may not ring true for everyone from the south, and that there are plenty of southerners that don't conform to outdated values.

Nonetheless, I can't say I'll be sad to see it go.

Ironically, it's at least in part because Venice is slowly drowning.

Little lost capybaras

It's for the wall-goblin. The goblin that lives in the walls.

The goblin's going to eat something. It's in everyone's best interest that something be bread.

Some wild parties were had here.

Which also, tragically, happened.

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Association_of_German_National_Jews

A motorcycle. A fucking Motorcycle? A motorcycle. Huh.

This is so ridiculous, never in my life before have even been remotely interested in owning or riding a motorcycle.

I don't know what's changed in the past couple of months, but I have this newfound adoration of the machinery and engineering in bikes; the minutia of deliberate and considered intent involved in their design is fascinating to me, in a way cars never have been. For the first time in my life I'm learning about vehicular construction, maintenance, and and performance; because it's finally interesting to me. They way various mechanical components work in tandem to perform what is an objectively ludicrous and exhilarating experience, in sometimes impossible terrain

Not to mention a fascination with traveling the lost highways of America; instilled in no small part from watching Mr. Noah gervais' remarkable travel videos in which his nostalgic observations about a way of life that doesn't exist anymore shines across a canvas of the most some of the most beautiful landscapes and forgotten stories hidden in plain sight by a society that is hurdling towards a dystopic privatized hellscape wherein genuine experience is abandoned for superficiality and serfdom. https://youtube.com/@broadcaststsatic

I've discovered I have a deep yearning to explore the world around me, and to journey across the horizon to all the places I haven't seen. Without barriers or filters, to step outside the artificial social constructs that dictate so much of our life decisions and see what they've painted over.

A lot of romanticized bullshit for the fastest way to die on two wheels I guess; but that's what the idea of a bike feels to me. Looking to schedule an MSF class this weekend.

It's so good to be home T_T