Leaderboard

Thank you everyone. It was a quiet one. Dinner with family and birthday cake to enjoy.

Blueberry Pancakes

Happy Birthday! Hope it is/was a great day!

Happy Birthday, Renato!

^this

Happy Birthday, Renato!

Blueberry Pancakes Just in time before the power went out

Happy birthday!

Happy belated birthday Renato!

Happy belated birthday!

Happy birthday

Happy Birthday!!

Happy Birthday!

Happy Bday!!

Happy Birthday!

Hope it was a great one.

Happy Birthday, Renato! 🍰

Happy Birthday Renato!

Happy Birthday!

Hope it's been a good one, Renato! Cheers!

well there are apex chips that do sound good. but they are stupid pricy. and require large heat sinks.

President Jimmy Carter, dead at 100. https://www.nytimes.com/live/2024/12/29/us/jimmy-carter?unlocked_article_code=1.lE4.Aru4.NIudrh593S5d&smid=url-share https://apnews.com/article/jimmy-carter-dies-18c198c20352c835bca3eec276020dd7 https://www.theguardian.com/us-news/2024/dec/29/jimmy-carter-dead-longest-lived-us-president https://www.bbc.com/news/live/ce98937nrqrt

^ Big mistake!!! Although I did have a delicious dinner at the MOA compound last night, I believe this taco salad to be the culprit. As it was much spicier than expected. I had a horrible night! Not only once, but twice, with no warning at all, I had two of the worst GIRD events I've ever had. The first one was about 1:00 am, when out of nowhere a river of lava came gushing through my esophagus onto my pillow. After cleaning that up, taking some acid reducers and allowing my esophagus to calm down (about an hour before I could even think about going horizontal again), I tried to go back to sleep, which I did successfully. Successfully until about 3:30 am, when river #2 did the exact same thing. No sleep after that and my throat is still raw. I coughed for two hours. Fast forward to 20 minutes ago when another river decided to take a different path. I barely made it onto the porcelain bomb containment device when an explosion that probably caused another California quake, created a not so coveted Jackson Pollock on the inside of said bomb containment device. And now I can feel a second atmospheric river beginning to stir. All I want to do is sleep, but I'm literally afraid to even try. Sorry about the graphic, too detailed mind paintings that I've gifted you.