For real: I’m really creeped out by how safe and sterile the god dang internet is now. It used to be this weird wild west situation, and nothing was connected, and there was hardly any advertising, and search engines were pretty bad—and when you did find something, it felt special as hell. Usually it was some piece of crap website written by someone who really liked something, and if you liked that thing too, it was exciting to read all this stuff someone had taken the time to compile / create. God! That was great.

Now the mulch and the wood chips have been removed from the great big playground of the internet, and have been replaced with that safe bouncy rubbery flooring that just ain’t the same.

I have no goals with anything I ever publish online. If I feel like writing something I do, and if I feel like putting it somewhere public I do that too. But uhhhh I guess in the back of my mind, I always think, “I’m not going to censor anything. I’m going to publish it as-is. I don’t care what it means to do that.”

So if you’re reading this space debris I write every day of my life: be aware of this fact, if you feel like it! Or don’t! I don’t care!

Just, for god’s sake, please know I ain’t bullshitting you!