I got a buddy that always tells the tail of seeing Kansas somewhere in Kentucky and catching the violin player backstage. The dude is shirtless and smoking and my friend asks, “You just played a tune with 13 beats to the measure to a crowd of hillbillies and they loved it! What’s the secret to playing super complicated music and getting people who haven’t studied it for years to like it!?” Dude just took a big long drag on his cigarette and then said, “Don’t tell ‘em it’s in 13.”

I, likewise, instantaneously desired to obfuscate in a manner similar to this diatribe but, alas, have subsequently diverted from, eschewed, and even defenestrated the possibility upon perusing this odious and preemptive attempt thereof.

Hahaha!

That’s where it’s at!

Do the comments need to be profound?

Wow! I was not hip to that commercial before this note. It’s so ironic and sad for Apple. Of course, it just means that nostriches are the next generation plebs with the sledgehammer!

::cue Peter Gabriel::

Of course, my NEXT purchase will be a power supply for the ASIC. 🤦‍♂️

It’s true, the whole meal was a lot bigger. Speaking of pizza, we did Marion’s yesterday after seeing the aullwood trolls.