In case anyone was wondering you can't use the fried shrimp emoji in the title field for YouTube videos. This has been a public service announcement.

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BREAKING:

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I think I'm gonna pull all my music off Soundcloud. And just use it for podcasting?

Under the pseudonym of MC Nothingness I conjured these ideas. Jeff Bezos made me do it.

I only write novels. These posts aren't me. Anyone who comes for the posts should know that. Full disclosure. These are the words of a bot. I created the bot. It is my clone. Beff. That is the clone-bot's name. Beff is a good writer in his own, umm, right. He prefers poems and movies though. You can read a movie and watch a book. Novels aren't meant to be read anymore anyway. Just knowing they exist is enough. Cemeteries are the new libraries. Every ISBN is RIP. 

For whatever reason, I edited out all of 3eb lead singer Stephan Jenkins's stage banter from this live-streamed performance in Myrtle Beach earlier this month. I also tacked on some very similar banter from their Bonnaroo performance a couple weeks later because life is truly meaningless.

Going to see The Phish tonight. God help me.

The new penny

$0.01 never looked so good

is better 2 make art with the hands or with digital ?
eternal question
very hard to answer proper
will continue to search on for answer
so the ? becomes a .
one day

OR A POOL. WOULD BE GOOD TO BE IN A POOL RN! OR SLEEPING!! THAT ACTUALLY MIGHT BE THE BEST!

would rather b lying under a tree somewhere in Cali tbh

What's better about not doing social media and only blog posts is that you can make the font look whatever the heck color and style you want whenever you want it. Hahaha try that on a tweet Obama or Ashton!

A band called The Plant-Based Dads.

Not sure what's inside a grape leaves.

LIP CLICK THING

I am a hashtag. Of course I am. I am nothing if not a self-contained movement pushing softly against its vessel with warm perspiration and awkward handshakes. Aren't we all. I flew into your town the other night on the back of a giant bird to say a single word. "Thanks," I muttered breathlessly. It sounded like two dry lips clicking together and not like a word at all. Everyone stared. But like any good hashtag, I started a trend. Soon everyone in town started doing the lip click thing. It was great. I laughed all the way to the bank and while I was there I started a savings account. I tried to put three grilled cheese sandwiches and a dirty penny in the savings account. But the penny was so dirty that the bank lady said I couldn't put it in because people might think it was a bug.

Last night I dreamt my dad had a podcast.