Seconded.
I'm still on BaceFook. I honestly think they ignore me.
I should be hurt, I suppose. I don't matter enough to be censored.
Hm. Or maybe they're just dumb.
Regardless, I'm there and here and debating whether or not I should invite you to my band's show in Deep River on 2/28/25.
@blackmore1313.bsky.social HELLO.
THE GREGGY IS THE LIFE! VIVE EL GREGGY!
I love Philly.
Wait...the new Nigerian Prince thing is lottery winners from undisclosed states?
The intarwebs are fun again.
I didn't go on TwitX much because I don't indulge in brevity. Also, I often found myself having to define "indulge" and "brevity" to the self-appointed guardians of masculinity.
Happy Sunday, for those of you who observe, y'know, Gregorian calendars.
For the rest of you, warm wishes for your whatever.
And your drink.
I'ma stalk you here too! >8)X
A band that changed my life. A band that still RAMPAGES live.
Hell yes.
Y'know, I don't expect as many MRAs over here, but I've had a decade to warm up some fun responses to them... and just in time for the holidays!
It's an old picture, but it's still me.
Apropos of nothing, I love delivering to this building. They're working on restoration, maybe partial, but I want to remember it this way: a little memento mori for anybody who thinks change won't come. It wasn't a buggywhip factory, to my knowledge, but you know what I mean, right?
So here I am, miles from Fbuk, years removed from both Tweaker and whatever the Russian word for LiveJournal is.
No, social media is never actually static, I guess.
The Badtz-Maru bass is actually really nice.
YOU ARE CORRECT, SIR.
Does anyone here go to shows? I have one coming up.
I wonder how long it will take me to forget my password. I can recall my second grade teacher's smile, but I can't remember pi to nine places and what I had for dinner the one night I spent West Virginia.
That's not my password, mind you.
Or is it.
Oh, damnit.
@theferrett.bsky.social Define "weird."
