14 Sept Test Post 1
September 14, 2026
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Puppies are the best Puppies are the best Puppies are
“I want to be brave like David someday.”
Now is not the time to tell her about the hellish techno-horror we are about to plunge into and how she’ll have to battle against the AI murder drones and help save the world from an evil AI overlord.
Tonight, I just hope the scary Amalekites doesn’t give her or her little sister nightmares.
“You will be brave, Lennon.”
I kiss her on the forehead and turn out the lights.
You will have to be.
“Here are the three Pillars Of Pussy, my bro…. Gains, Gold, and Guns.” Master Dan’s words play on repeat in Kevin’s head all week. He slowly opens the nightstand drawer. Kevin lifts the gun out of the drawer. It is heavy, black, and cold in his hands. He slowly closes the drawer. Kevin returns to his bedroom, closes, and locks the door. “No one can fuck with me now.” Kevin whispers to himself. He lays the gun down next to his computer. Ready to provide and protect.
I pretend not to be an expert on nylon yarn grades, extrusion, dye processes, and boarding. I pretend that I haven’t read the fashion retailers’ forecast for sheer hosiery products for the coming season.
I am a sommelier of silky things.
Like ridding your back yard of wasps – you can swat them one at a time, or you can locate the nest and destroy them all in one fell swoop. Swatting sucks. It’s slow, you get stung sometimes, and they just keep making more. In ridding our neighborhoods of mass surveillance cameras (such as Flock), I strongly advocate for the next approach. Some of you will still want to swat wasps. I’ll include a few notes to help keep you safe and free if you choose this path.
Puppies are the best Puppies are the best Puppies are the best Puppies are the best Puppies are the best Puppies are the best Puppies
“I want to be brave like David someday.”
Now is not the time to tell her about the hellish techno-horror we are about to plunge into and how she’ll have to battle against the AI murder drones and help save the world from an evil AI overlord.
Tonight, I just hope the scary Amalekites doesn’t give her or her little sister nightmares.
“You will be brave, Lennon.”
I kiss her on the forehead and turn out the lights.
You will have to be.
“Here are the three Pillars Of Pussy, my bro…. Gains, Gold, and Guns.” Master Dan’s words play on repeat in Kevin’s head all week. He slowly opens the nightstand drawer. Kevin lifts the gun out of the drawer. It is heavy, black, and cold in his hands. He slowly closes the drawer. Kevin returns to his bedroom, closes, and locks the door. “No one can fuck with me now.” Kevin whispers to himself. He lays the gun down next to his computer. Ready to provide and protect.
COMING SOON I am not who I think I am. I am not who you think I am. I am who I think you think
I pretend not to be an expert on nylon yarn grades, extrusion, dye processes, and boarding. I pretend that I haven’t read the fashion retailers’ forecast for sheer hosiery products for the coming season.
I am a sommelier of silky things.
Like ridding your back yard of wasps – you can swat them one at a time, or you can locate the nest and destroy them all in one fell swoop. Swatting sucks. It’s slow, you get stung sometimes, and they just keep making more. In ridding our neighborhoods of mass surveillance cameras (such as Flock), I strongly advocate for the next approach. Some of you will still want to swat wasps. I’ll include a few notes to help keep you safe and free if you choose this path.