The government UAP file releases have been so underwhelming that they’ve successfully destroyed my curiosity. Well done, spooks.

When speaking to friends and family, I have to leave out all discussion on AI, doomer debate, the latest releases, and the key players. People just don’t know. Wild times.

Jordan gym equipment and accessories arrived just in time for @bryan_johnson dunk training. Coincidence? I think not. He should get a signature shoe if he succeeds.

Nothing keeps you on your toes quite like a random face attack from an infant. Eyeballs and beards are especially at risk.

Dario’s new profile pic after today.

President Trump is exactly the guy we need as the AI doomers appear ready to hand things over to the Chinese. Perfect Little Angel Dario, Sensitive Sam and Rocket Man needed some Monday motivation. Thanks for the advice guys, now get to work.

I didn’t think we’d get to this point, but here we are. Et tu, Elon?

On September 11, 2001: I was a sophomore in high school. My graphic arts teacher was fired the week before after being caught smoking pot in his car between classes. A new teacher who didn’t know graphic design at all was assigned to our class. She was young and didn’t care what we did as long as we weren’t too rowdy. I was in the middle of a game of spades with some friends. The rest of the class was doing whatever they wanted as well. There was lots of chatter, laughter, and the classroom TV was on in the background. The atmosphere was noisy, yet calm. The news abruptly kicked over to NYC coverage a few minutes after the first plane’s impact. My class took notice of it, but it seemed like a terrible accident involving a small aircraft. I remember thinking it looked like quite a bit of repair work would need to be done to the building. It looked badly damaged. Many of us wondered aloud if it’d come crashing down. We continued along with our card game. I kept glancing at the television coverage while awaiting my turns. A short time later, I watched the second plane slam into the tower and the explosion of flames and debris that immediately followed. At that exact moment, I felt a sense of unease. I knew it was intentional and we were under attack. Everyone knew it. The intercom delivered a message to all teachers to keep us in our classrooms until further notice and to turn off any classroom televisions. Our teacher left ours on and we watched the ongoing coverage together for the next few hours. We were all in shock when the South Tower eventually fell. We all expected the North Tower to fall at some point after, and it did. I remember it all vividly this many years later. I remember the classmates, where I was seated in the room, the silent bewilderment on the face of the new teacher as she tried to digest it along with us. The small tube TV mounted on the wall high on the corner telling a story that seemed unbelievable. In the days, weeks, and months after, I was filled with feelings of both anger and sadness. I thought about all the people who died and the families they left behind. I also thought about the cowards who were responsible and the religion behind their motivation. If I were a senior, I may have even joined the military like so many others at the time. I pray for the victims and their families today. Some of us have never forgotten and never will.

Many are talking about what Charlie Kirk’s death means for politics and the future of the movement he built. He won’t have the privilege of raising his kids. That’s the true loss.

I’ve seen tons of posts about feeling Fall in the air the past few days. I was pouring sweat in my garage gym in the dark and humid Florida air this morning. I won’t “feel” Fall for 2 months.

I must apologize to my employer. I’m hearing ASTRA is finally rolling out. It’s Friday before Labor Day weekend and I have tokens to burn.

Sales of a new children’s book are skyrocketing in liberal states across the country.

I thought the email was a scam at first glance. Thanks for the $250 deposits for the girls, @MichaelDell. Legendary random Wednesday drop.

The reaction of family and friends of Tiger Woods after learning his license has been suspended for 5 years.

The NYC knife lady got exactly what she hoped for. The whole scene was ridiculous and my mind immediately went here:

The same women traveling to support Clancy will tell you it’s too much of a burden to drive across state lines to get an abortion.

The worst thing to happen in food service history is the 10x weight placed on online orders. You can go to a food spot and watch the workers make orders for people sitting at home while you are ignored and wait to be helped. I also don’t want my family’s dinner getting cold riding shotgun in a smelly car driven by a third-world scholar. Quite the dilemma.

The fake NFL instagram guy is probably the tip of the iceberg. Just imagine how many “NIL athletes” are out there walking college campuses these days. Fooling the ladies with ease.