Take care, it's a desert out there...

i think david lynch had a real version of the chuck mcgill electricty disease but he just handled it like a trooper

forever thinking about that girl at my uni orientation who, after being told to pour out her water bottle before entering an event, looked at me and said "they tell us to stay hydrated and then make us pour out our water, this is like totally kafkaesque" and then poured out what was very obviously an entire water bottle full of whiskey. hope she's doing well.

Nono fuera de joda no les puedo explicar lo feliz que me hace ver a alguien de Burzaco pegándola internacionalmente cantando de la dilación del tiempo en la periferia de CABA, hace años que vengo diciendo que el conurbano debería tener su sonido propio con temáticas propias y acá estamos. El músico de mi álbum del año tiene la portada del single en el puente hecho mierda de Guernica.

Like I find it hard to think of a position that more succinctly communicates "I never think about where anything comes from or how it's produced or how it's disposed of or the environmental costs of any steps in that process unless there's some sort of moral panic telling me to be concerned about it" than thinking that the "AI" part of "ads made with AI" is the part that's bad for the environment.