Well, what better time to start this year's thread than after a TOTAL LUNAR ECLIPSE BLOOD MOON, eh?

Given humanity's gradual progression towards global peace and respect for the environment, we are certainly living through the most idyllic of times! I'd say, almost deserving of a Veracocha - Carte Blanche soundtrack to accompany it.

What say you for this weekend?

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Might get out for some last runs. The hills still have lots of decent snow!

Went to Sven Vath in LA this past Saturday. Fucking AMAZING DJ. Haven't heard a good set like that in a long time. Just me and 2 other friends. Our wives gave us permission to go out while they stayed home to watch the kids. Gonna have to think of a good mothers day gift now.

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I wonder who Sven made out with to avoid being detained

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Originally posted by planetaryplayer I wonder who Sven made out with to avoid being detained

Now that you mention it, he was definitely chatting with a lot of ladies while playing.

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Watching Wicked on peacock tonight with the fam. Happy Friday TA.

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Meh... I rather fancied seeing the blood moon last Friday But, either it couldn�t be arsed to rise above this godforsaken patch of sky I call home, or the storm barged in and nicked its thunder (All puns intended. None regretted. Come at me!)

Meanwhile, I�m over the moon I couldn�t see. I�ve finally started making the kind of music my fifteen-year-old self would have obsessed over until the batteries exploded - curled up in an airless bedroom, clutching a Walkman like it was some sacred relic. Imagine the Chemical Brothers remixing Blink-182 after downing three Red Bulls and getting dumped by the girl they wrote half their lyrics about. It sort of sounds like that... only with more distorted guitar samples, overly compressed beats, and the emotional maturity of a fruit fly on a sugar crash (i.e. my default state)

Think �all the small block-rocking things� and you might begin to understand why I�ve now developed the musical equivalent of writer�s block. Or rock block. Or just this brain rotting thing. If it weren�t for the ghastly necessity of employment � and my frankly pathological urge to spend hours bouncing around the brothership (named thus because my studio setup looks like a mothership cobbled together by two hungover frat bros armed with a single screwdriver and a shared sense of misplaced confidence), I might actually finish a song or three. Or at least get to leave home with something more than just the intro to something that sounds like a cursed remix of What's My Age Again?

It�s gotten so wildly out of hand that I�ve fled to my wife�s farm for the night (as we do all Friday evenings) but this time I brought only a pair of MIDI controllers and an external hard drive full of unfinished chaos. It�s now 1 AM. The dogs are asleep. The owls are judging me. And I�ve just realised I left all my clothes at home. Not some. All. I am a man with a Maschine and no clean socks or underpants.

In more ways than one, I now absolutely stink.

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I am sick. I have been sick for 2 weeks.
I moved into my girlfriends at Yonge and Eg last week.
I owe her a lobster dinner because the last few months I was scraping by while I transitioned to a new career. I finally got a job and got paid in my new role after living for 6 months off savings. I am back and she needs to be rewarded for sticking by me while I nickle and dimed every fun decision we made.

30k/day ain't what it used to be!

I was once sick for two weeks and ended up passing this almost blood red stool after laying on the sofa for days without shitting. It looked like it was wrapped in a colored condom or something. Obviously I panicked, but I'm not gonna contact a doctor because of the color of my stool.

The red slime is pretty concerning but not as concerning as not shitting in 2 days. I would have called the paramedics at the 12h mark. Maybe you don�t eat as much roadkill as I do

The kids are having spring break next week. The family and are headed up to norther california to visit family for the weekend, followed by glamping (we're not the outdoorsy type) near Yosemite National Park. Hopefully doing some light hiking and exploring nature.

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