by Travis Mateer
This morning I returned to my first Trash Alchemist Awesome and Amazing Autonomous Zone (TAAAAAZ) because this empty lot where the Sleepy Inn once existed had a problem–an overturned sign! I’ve noticed this overturned sign since that storm event (a derecho, they say) and, well, what can I say. I don’t see something, SAY something–I see something and I DO something.
You’re welcome, Annelise! I can credit having a TOTAL SHIT morning, combined with hearing one of your not-ads ads on the radio, for deciding today was the day I’d return (very temporarily) to where I still would like to build that Thunderdome. It would go great with my Lego Meth Lab!
Speaking of my LML, my first date with ChatGPT might have been a total disaster had it not been for the delightful suggestions about how to build a Lego Meth Lab I received. I’d say, unlike with human women, my prospects are LOOKING GOOD for a second date!
Unless, of course, Chatty is easily offended, because I’m sure there’s something in the song I recorded earlier today, at the future location of my Thunderdome, that will offend either mere mortals, or the bots, at places like Reddit. Although, to give them credit, that online community DOES appear more eager to investigate things than the Missoula County Sheriff’s Office, which seems kind of weird to me.
If you’d like to help support my sorry ass, Travis’ Impact Fund (TIF) is the online place to do it. Any little bit helps.
Thanks for reading!
Oh, and welcome to Montana, Mr. Trump!
