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277,770 views • 10 months ago

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65,809 views • 25 days ago

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44,294 views • 1 year ago

After 3 incredible years and 1.6M students later, my journey at ALX Africa has come to an end. It has been a life-changing experience, during which I made a lot of friends, worked with an incredibly dedicated team, and met so many talented students. A few numbers. We scaled from a few thousand students to 1.6M students on our platform. Students loved it and many of them took more than one course: 4M total! For the famous #ALX_SE Software engineering program, our SE students made an average of 2,000 commits and our checker reviewed 180M of their projects. That’s 2B lines of code… and that was before Claude Code. They actually wrote these themselves (unless Kimba said otherwise :) A big thank you to all my SE team mates, I am so proud of what we have accomplished, and I will really miss you all. Thank you to Fred for the trust he put in me and always supporting my crazy new and disruptive ideas. Thank you to my students. It was an honor to work with you, watch you struggle but relentlessly move forward, no matter what, until you got this job. To those who are still struggling finding this job, keep pushing forward. Don’t let go. You got this. You all have worked so hard and I am so proud of you. You are the greatest thing I've ever been part of and I can't wait to see what impact you will have on the world. It’s your turn to shine now, and hopefully for some of you to give back to the community whenever you are in a position to. I hope you’ll keep sharing the good news with me when you get this internship, this job, or when you launch your company. These messages are everything to me. In any case, I’ll be watching you from afar, and you can count on me to continue answering all your LinkedIn and X messages. Can’t conclude without ALX Africa’s signature: continue to “Do Hard Things”. Remember who you are, where you are coming from, and where you set out to go. I’ll see you there soon. With love. J PS: Want to know what's next for me? Drop your email here:

After 3 incredible years and 1.6M students later, my journey at ALX Africa has come to an end. It has been a life-changing experience, during which I made a lot of friends, worked with an incredibly dedicated team, and met so many talented students. A few numbers. We scaled from a few thousand students to 1.6M students on our platform. Students loved it and many of them took more than one course: 4M total! For the famous #ALX_SE Software engineering program, our SE students made an average of 2,000 commits and our checker reviewed 180M of their projects. That’s 2B lines of code… and that was before Claude Code. They actually wrote these themselves (unless Kimba said otherwise :) A big thank you to all my SE team mates, I am so proud of what we have accomplished, and I will really miss you all. Thank you to Fred for the trust he put in me and always supporting my crazy new and disruptive ideas. Thank you to my students. It was an honor to work with you, watch you struggle but relentlessly move forward, no matter what, until you got this job. To those who are still struggling finding this job, keep pushing forward. Don’t let go. You got this. You all have worked so hard and I am so proud of you. You are the greatest thing I've ever been part of and I can't wait to see what impact you will have on the world. It’s your turn to shine now, and hopefully for some of you to give back to the community whenever you are in a position to. I hope you’ll keep sharing the good news with me when you get this internship, this job, or when you launch your company. These messages are everything to me. In any case, I’ll be watching you from afar, and you can count on me to continue answering all your LinkedIn and X messages. Can’t conclude without ALX Africa’s signature: continue to “Do Hard Things”. Remember who you are, where you are coming from, and where you set out to go. I’ll see you there soon. With love. J PS: Want to know what's next for me? Drop your email here:

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18,989 views • 4 months ago

I’m still here because this was the hardest fan project we’ve faced in these six months. My patience and leadership were tested like never before to the point that I almost gave up in the middle of the preparation. There were nights I whispered to myself, “This will be my last.” I felt so pressured that sometimes I just wanted to hide and run away. On top of it all, I was carrying my own personal struggles, which made every step heavier. We took risks in almost every decision we made during this project. There were times when all we could say was, “Naniniwala kami sa Cheffies.” From tickets and props to the fan project and the fanzone everything was about risk and trust. Trusting the Cheffies that they would show up. Trusting the sponsors that they were only waiting for us to open our plan. Trusting Dustin and Bianca that they would see and hear our efforts. And above all, trusting each other as admins that no matter what happens, we would not give up on this. But it wasn’t just about risks. It was about sacrifices the sleepless nights, the drained wallets, the heavy emotions, and the constant balancing act between work life and fandom life. It was about choosing to fight even when we were tired, choosing to stay even when walking away seemed easier. Every small victory mattered, and every breakdown taught us something new. Looking back at these six months, I realized it’s not only about the events, the projects, or the milestones. It’s about the people who stood by me when I thought I couldn’t go on. The people I met along the way who turned into a second family. The laughter in between the stress, the comfort in the middle of the tears, and the bonds that were built in both the best and worst days. This is why, even when I wanted to let go so many times, I stayed. Because every hardship was matched with a reminder that I was not alone. Because this fandom has become more than just support for Dustin and Bianca it has become a home where friendships are nurtured, where trust is strengthened, and where love is felt. So this 6th monthsary is not just a celebration of Dustin and Bianca, though they remain the heart and reason for all of this. It is also a celebration of the Cheffies who never stopped believing, of the sponsors who trusted us, of the admins who fought side by side, and of the family we’ve built within Casa Dustbia. To Dustin Yu and Bianca De Vera, thank you for being the inspiration that started all of this. You may never fully know the weight of what we’ve gone through, but because of you, we learned to be braver, stronger, and more united. And to my Casa Dustbia family, thank you for reminding me that even in the hardest of our story, there is always something worth holding on to. Six months have passed, but this is just the beginning. More pages are waiting to be written with laughter, tears, risks, and victories. And as long as we continue to believe, to fight, and to love, we will keep turning those pahina together. Happy 6th monthsary, Dustin, Cheffies, Sponsors and Bianca. Mahal na mahal namin kayo today, tomorrow, and in every chapter that’s yet to come. 🫂💛

I’m still here because this was the hardest fan project we’ve faced in these six months. My patience and leadership were tested like never before to the point that I almost gave up in the middle of the preparation. There were nights I whispered to myself, “This will be my last.” I felt so pressured that sometimes I just wanted to hide and run away. On top of it all, I was carrying my own personal struggles, which made every step heavier. We took risks in almost every decision we made during this project. There were times when all we could say was, “Naniniwala kami sa Cheffies.” From tickets and props to the fan project and the fanzone everything was about risk and trust. Trusting the Cheffies that they would show up. Trusting the sponsors that they were only waiting for us to open our plan. Trusting Dustin and Bianca that they would see and hear our efforts. And above all, trusting each other as admins that no matter what happens, we would not give up on this. But it wasn’t just about risks. It was about sacrifices the sleepless nights, the drained wallets, the heavy emotions, and the constant balancing act between work life and fandom life. It was about choosing to fight even when we were tired, choosing to stay even when walking away seemed easier. Every small victory mattered, and every breakdown taught us something new. Looking back at these six months, I realized it’s not only about the events, the projects, or the milestones. It’s about the people who stood by me when I thought I couldn’t go on. The people I met along the way who turned into a second family. The laughter in between the stress, the comfort in the middle of the tears, and the bonds that were built in both the best and worst days. This is why, even when I wanted to let go so many times, I stayed. Because every hardship was matched with a reminder that I was not alone. Because this fandom has become more than just support for Dustin and Bianca it has become a home where friendships are nurtured, where trust is strengthened, and where love is felt. So this 6th monthsary is not just a celebration of Dustin and Bianca, though they remain the heart and reason for all of this. It is also a celebration of the Cheffies who never stopped believing, of the sponsors who trusted us, of the admins who fought side by side, and of the family we’ve built within Casa Dustbia. To Dustin Yu and Bianca De Vera, thank you for being the inspiration that started all of this. You may never fully know the weight of what we’ve gone through, but because of you, we learned to be braver, stronger, and more united. And to my Casa Dustbia family, thank you for reminding me that even in the hardest of our story, there is always something worth holding on to. Six months have passed, but this is just the beginning. More pages are waiting to be written with laughter, tears, risks, and victories. And as long as we continue to believe, to fight, and to love, we will keep turning those pahina together. Happy 6th monthsary, Dustin, Cheffies, Sponsors and Bianca. Mahal na mahal namin kayo today, tomorrow, and in every chapter that’s yet to come. 🫂💛

Sam

19,084 views • 11 months ago

Yesterday my dog, Fischer, died suddenly and unexpectedly. I’m still in shock, blindsided by it all. He was as central a member of my family as any person. I’d like to tell you his story, briefly. 8 years ago, my 12-year old dog, Bandit, died after a long battle with kidney disease. A week later on a fishing trip, my brother encountered an abandoned, starving dog that swam out to his boat. When no owner could be found, I reluctantly took the dog in, and named him Fischer. I’m so glad I did. Along with his older sister, Daisy, he was my pandemic dog, my hiking buddy, and my left armrest while watching tv or gaming. He loved pawing at Red XIII (which we jokingly called him, the counterpart to my other dog, a Torgal lookalike), and he loved play fighting me while I tried to make my bed after he would crawl in it during the night. He loved playing fetch, and especially curling up against me for safety during storms. He was 90 pounds of rambunctious devotion. And God he loved me. We unknowingly spent his final morning on a hike. He chased and ran and played like usual. It was a perfect last memory with him, doing what we loved doing together most. He was “a fine hound,” and one of my favorite blessings. We’re going to miss him so much, but are so thankful for his life. That’s the thing about gratitude. It commingles with grief in such a way that both can breathe. And in that way, I guess I can breathe, too. At least, that’s what I’m trying to practice. Every gasp of sadness is met with an exhale of gratitude. I know many of you loved seeing him on stream. The couch behind me may have a Red XIII-sized hole now, but I’ll always cherish the memories of us in that room. Maybe we’ll do a Fischer stream and talk about grief soon, but I’ll need a minute. Today though, I want to thank you all for loving him, and me, so well. Thanks, everyone, for your prayers and support as I breathe through this.

Yesterday my dog, Fischer, died suddenly and unexpectedly. I’m still in shock, blindsided by it all. He was as central a member of my family as any person. I’d like to tell you his story, briefly. 8 years ago, my 12-year old dog, Bandit, died after a long battle with kidney disease. A week later on a fishing trip, my brother encountered an abandoned, starving dog that swam out to his boat. When no owner could be found, I reluctantly took the dog in, and named him Fischer. I’m so glad I did. Along with his older sister, Daisy, he was my pandemic dog, my hiking buddy, and my left armrest while watching tv or gaming. He loved pawing at Red XIII (which we jokingly called him, the counterpart to my other dog, a Torgal lookalike), and he loved play fighting me while I tried to make my bed after he would crawl in it during the night. He loved playing fetch, and especially curling up against me for safety during storms. He was 90 pounds of rambunctious devotion. And God he loved me. We unknowingly spent his final morning on a hike. He chased and ran and played like usual. It was a perfect last memory with him, doing what we loved doing together most. He was “a fine hound,” and one of my favorite blessings. We’re going to miss him so much, but are so thankful for his life. That’s the thing about gratitude. It commingles with grief in such a way that both can breathe. And in that way, I guess I can breathe, too. At least, that’s what I’m trying to practice. Every gasp of sadness is met with an exhale of gratitude. I know many of you loved seeing him on stream. The couch behind me may have a Red XIII-sized hole now, but I’ll always cherish the memories of us in that room. Maybe we’ll do a Fischer stream and talk about grief soon, but I’ll need a minute. Today though, I want to thank you all for loving him, and me, so well. Thanks, everyone, for your prayers and support as I breathe through this.

ProfNoctis 🔜 PAX WEST

43,882 views • 2 months ago

The Duchess of Sussex has said that wearing tights to conform to the Royal family’s dress code made her feel “inauthentic”.😵‍💫 "The Duchess said that when she had to be away from her children for the Queen's funeral she was not ok.."😵‍💫 Meghan left the RF it will be 6 years in a couple of Months. The Queen has been dead for 3 years. Why are tights from 6 years ago and a funeral from 3 years ago the topic of a podcast in the last week of August 2025?🤡 Is it because the RF closed their doors and will never welcome her back? Or Is it because her second part of her cooking show that dropped today is flopping so bad, it is being skewered once again by the critics?😏 Why is Meghan today on a podcast talking about events from 6 years and 3 years ago? Because my dear, Meghan's future is already in her past. Her present is in her past. Her "best" came and went🔥 She is the definition of a "Has-Been". That is why she sounds like a broken record stuck on the same track song. She lost what she wanted the most: Life among Royalty. Now all she can do at 45 years old to massage her ego, is sit amidst other c-list hollywood celebrities to reminisce about those "18 Glorious months" she spent cosplaying Royalty; because as the saying goes: "Among the Blind, the one eyed man is King".🤷🏽‍♀️ Let me illustrate how stagnant Meghan has been: When Meg left the RF, Prince George was a 6 year old boy and Meg was crying about the RF on interviews and podcasts. Today Prince George is a 12 year old teen who is already learning to Pilot Helicopters per the Reports. Meg is still sitting on interviews and podcasts crying about the RF😂🤣😭

The Duchess of Sussex has said that wearing tights to conform to the Royal family’s dress code made her feel “inauthentic”.😵‍💫 "The Duchess said that when she had to be away from her children for the Queen's funeral she was not ok.."😵‍💫 Meghan left the RF it will be 6 years in a couple of Months. The Queen has been dead for 3 years. Why are tights from 6 years ago and a funeral from 3 years ago the topic of a podcast in the last week of August 2025?🤡 Is it because the RF closed their doors and will never welcome her back? Or Is it because her second part of her cooking show that dropped today is flopping so bad, it is being skewered once again by the critics?😏 Why is Meghan today on a podcast talking about events from 6 years and 3 years ago? Because my dear, Meghan's future is already in her past. Her present is in her past. Her "best" came and went🔥 She is the definition of a "Has-Been". That is why she sounds like a broken record stuck on the same track song. She lost what she wanted the most: Life among Royalty. Now all she can do at 45 years old to massage her ego, is sit amidst other c-list hollywood celebrities to reminisce about those "18 Glorious months" she spent cosplaying Royalty; because as the saying goes: "Among the Blind, the one eyed man is King".🤷🏽‍♀️ Let me illustrate how stagnant Meghan has been: When Meg left the RF, Prince George was a 6 year old boy and Meg was crying about the RF on interviews and podcasts. Today Prince George is a 12 year old teen who is already learning to Pilot Helicopters per the Reports. Meg is still sitting on interviews and podcasts crying about the RF😂🤣😭

Canellecitadelle

157,864 views • 1 year ago

The time has finally come for me to watch this biggest little film of ours fly out of our hands and into the world. To Chris Sanders, working on this story with you has been a dream come true. I will never forget how my stunned little heart felt the day you and Jeff offered me Head of Story. It has been one of the great thrills of my life to shape this story with you. Thank you. To my story team! Thank you. You, along with our amazing production team lead by Jeff, Heather, Stephanie and our powerhouse edit team lead by Mary, are all brilliant and I loved every minute of finding and crafting this story with you. I was in the middle of boarding The Egg Hatches scene, when I got the news that my mom had unexpectedly passed away from a complication during surgery. And part of me feels like there is some beautiful symbolism there that right when I lost her, this thing was being born for me to help me deal with her loss. As story artists, we have to live in the scenes that we work on for hours each day. And this film (from peter brown! ‘s beautiful book) gave me a place to live. In scenes and a story that could honor my mom, and all mothers. And that is just a gift that I can never repay any of you for. I still ask myself sometimes, how did I get so lucky that they offered this to me? But I’m so glad they did because I think I needed this project even more than it needed me. On one of my last days in London watching the record of Kris Bowers’ beautiful score, sitting in the converted church that is Air Studios, I could somehow feel my mom speaking to me through the words of the lovely choir: I’m gonna live forever in you, long as the sky and oceans are blue, I’ll always love you and I’ll never stop. I’ll always be there even when I’m not.” And everything came full circle. I miss you Mom. I hope that this film will always stand as a love letter to all moms. As it was the place I put all of my unexpressed love for you. And with that, it’s just as hard for me to say these words as it was for Roz in The Wild Robot but here goes: ROZZUM 7134 Task Complete ✔️ I really hope you all love the film. 🥺♥️ #TheWildRobot

The time has finally come for me to watch this biggest little film of ours fly out of our hands and into the world. To Chris Sanders, working on this story with you has been a dream come true. I will never forget how my stunned little heart felt the day you and Jeff offered me Head of Story. It has been one of the great thrills of my life to shape this story with you. Thank you. To my story team! Thank you. You, along with our amazing production team lead by Jeff, Heather, Stephanie and our powerhouse edit team lead by Mary, are all brilliant and I loved every minute of finding and crafting this story with you. I was in the middle of boarding The Egg Hatches scene, when I got the news that my mom had unexpectedly passed away from a complication during surgery. And part of me feels like there is some beautiful symbolism there that right when I lost her, this thing was being born for me to help me deal with her loss. As story artists, we have to live in the scenes that we work on for hours each day. And this film (from peter brown! ‘s beautiful book) gave me a place to live. In scenes and a story that could honor my mom, and all mothers. And that is just a gift that I can never repay any of you for. I still ask myself sometimes, how did I get so lucky that they offered this to me? But I’m so glad they did because I think I needed this project even more than it needed me. On one of my last days in London watching the record of Kris Bowers’ beautiful score, sitting in the converted church that is Air Studios, I could somehow feel my mom speaking to me through the words of the lovely choir: I’m gonna live forever in you, long as the sky and oceans are blue, I’ll always love you and I’ll never stop. I’ll always be there even when I’m not.” And everything came full circle. I miss you Mom. I hope that this film will always stand as a love letter to all moms. As it was the place I put all of my unexpressed love for you. And with that, it’s just as hard for me to say these words as it was for Roz in The Wild Robot but here goes: ROZZUM 7134 Task Complete ✔️ I really hope you all love the film. 🥺♥️ #TheWildRobot

Heidi Jo Gilbert

26,242 views • 1 year ago

The conventional route from Mangalore to Coimbatore is via Madikeri - Mysore - Satyamangalam. On this trip I Decided to try investigate two alternatives. On the forward journey I used the coastal highway through Kerala which is a true alternative and will get even better when Kannur bits are done and with a better east west highway from Kozhikode to Palakkad. On the way back though I tried something different. One of South India’s longest mountain drives. It’s almost as the crow flies. I expected a long and tiring drive through the hills but it was surprisingly pleasant. Exiting Coimbatore I drove to ooty. I chose the Kotagiri way rather than Connor. You need to do an online epass to enter the Nilgiris’s which I did on my way. A great breakfast at the Travertine Bungalow in ooty and we headed down via Gudalur. Kalhatti wasn’t open for non TN43 cars heading down. Gudalur is suddenly a bustling town. From Gudalur we headed to Sultanbathery. It’s a most gorgeous town with a lot of prosperity and cleanliness. I haven’t seen a better kept small town under 1 lac population. I’m outing Sultan Bathery as an incredible small town for India. Then we skirted the forests of the tri junction of TN KL and KA and entered Karnataka from Tolpetty-Kutta. The roads in the hills were fantastic except in Karnataka. Very stop gap inconsistent road surfaces with no marking poor shoulders and random junk and debris everywhere. Coorg is the most prosperous between Wayanad and Nilgiris yet karnataka has a long way to go on general beautification, cleanliness and nice roads. Karnataka is definitely the least well managed southern state. Madikeri Mangalore is good and fast. Overall about 9 hours of driving and and hour or two for stops. If you love driving, this road never leaves the mountains and it’s 16-24 degrees through. Beautiful hill drive. Funny enough, the driving time was exactly the same. The stops I took were longer. Maybe fatigue from navigating two track roads. Not a single dual carriageway on this whole route.

The conventional route from Mangalore to Coimbatore is via Madikeri - Mysore - Satyamangalam. On this trip I Decided to try investigate two alternatives. On the forward journey I used the coastal highway through Kerala which is a true alternative and will get even better when Kannur bits are done and with a better east west highway from Kozhikode to Palakkad. On the way back though I tried something different. One of South India’s longest mountain drives. It’s almost as the crow flies. I expected a long and tiring drive through the hills but it was surprisingly pleasant. Exiting Coimbatore I drove to ooty. I chose the Kotagiri way rather than Connor. You need to do an online epass to enter the Nilgiris’s which I did on my way. A great breakfast at the Travertine Bungalow in ooty and we headed down via Gudalur. Kalhatti wasn’t open for non TN43 cars heading down. Gudalur is suddenly a bustling town. From Gudalur we headed to Sultanbathery. It’s a most gorgeous town with a lot of prosperity and cleanliness. I haven’t seen a better kept small town under 1 lac population. I’m outing Sultan Bathery as an incredible small town for India. Then we skirted the forests of the tri junction of TN KL and KA and entered Karnataka from Tolpetty-Kutta. The roads in the hills were fantastic except in Karnataka. Very stop gap inconsistent road surfaces with no marking poor shoulders and random junk and debris everywhere. Coorg is the most prosperous between Wayanad and Nilgiris yet karnataka has a long way to go on general beautification, cleanliness and nice roads. Karnataka is definitely the least well managed southern state. Madikeri Mangalore is good and fast. Overall about 9 hours of driving and and hour or two for stops. If you love driving, this road never leaves the mountains and it’s 16-24 degrees through. Beautiful hill drive. Funny enough, the driving time was exactly the same. The stops I took were longer. Maybe fatigue from navigating two track roads. Not a single dual carriageway on this whole route.

Aroor Prashanth Rao

29,427 views • 2 months ago

FUCEES, ROUND TWO Overwhelming response, several serious offers, two design firms in my inbox, and one recurring piece of feedback. Apparently the name reads as a brothel. Which is legal in Nevada, so at least we would not need a permit, but I did not set out to be a madam and my mother reads this account. For the record, FUC stands for F You California. That is the whole etymology. I regret nothing. Other names submitted. FREEDOM. BARELY LEGAL. ILLEGAL CAL'S. All three are better branding and all three are worse jokes, so we are keeping Fucees. Now the expansion, because you people have opinions. The second building. Not the gas station, the superstore behind it, and at this point it is less truck stop and more Costco with a grudge. Rows of rifles. Pallets of ammunition. Magazines in capacities that would get you a stern letter in Sacramento. Every accessory, every optic, every legal modification that stops being legal four hundred yards west of us. Ethanol free gas, which is the one thing every boat owner, small engine owner and classic car owner in America agrees on. Real lighters. Refillable, metal, with a flame you can adjust. Flamethrowers. Yes, actually. Legal in most of the country, restricted there, and I want a display case. Gas cans. Proper ones. With a spout that works, not the strangled compliance nozzle that spills half the fuel on your shoes. Partnering with tribal nations on tobacco, and if any tribe wants to build the refinery, my line is open and my terms are generous. On weed. I want to, and I cannot. Federal illegality means banking and card processing go sideways for the entire store, not just that counter. Somebody solve that and we revisit. Now the trucker building, which is the part I am proudest of. If you have ever been in a proper international airport lounge, you know what a real shower does to a human being. Four jets. Marble bench. Steam. Towels that weigh something. Ours will be better. Laundry running while you are in there. A quiet room with recliners and no phones allowed. A barber chair with an actual barber. Truckers plan routes around showers. Build the best one west of the Mississippi and the lot fills itself. And the resort pool. Cabanas, bottle service, the works, because I am a sucker for a good pool and I refuse to explain myself further. Breakfast counter, flat top, bacon and eggs cooked to order at four in the morning, with pork that has not been through a compliance review. A jerky wall. Bidets, which nobody has banned and nobody sells. And a bin of Kinder eggs just inside the door, illegal nationwide, to remind everyone that federal overreach also exists and we are not picky about which government we are annoying. The black Trans Ams(sponsored by Coors) stay in the plan, purely as a design feature, and I have no further comment. Fuc Nuggets was suggested for the menu. I love it. Legal is looking at it. Legal has been looking at several things. We are still taking suggestions on merchandise, and apparently we are still taking investors. I started this as a joke on Thursday. It is Saturday and I own a spreadsheet. 🦋

FUCEES, ROUND TWO Overwhelming response, several serious offers, two design firms in my inbox, and one recurring piece of feedback. Apparently the name reads as a brothel. Which is legal in Nevada, so at least we would not need a permit, but I did not set out to be a madam and my mother reads this account. For the record, FUC stands for F You California. That is the whole etymology. I regret nothing. Other names submitted. FREEDOM. BARELY LEGAL. ILLEGAL CAL'S. All three are better branding and all three are worse jokes, so we are keeping Fucees. Now the expansion, because you people have opinions. The second building. Not the gas station, the superstore behind it, and at this point it is less truck stop and more Costco with a grudge. Rows of rifles. Pallets of ammunition. Magazines in capacities that would get you a stern letter in Sacramento. Every accessory, every optic, every legal modification that stops being legal four hundred yards west of us. Ethanol free gas, which is the one thing every boat owner, small engine owner and classic car owner in America agrees on. Real lighters. Refillable, metal, with a flame you can adjust. Flamethrowers. Yes, actually. Legal in most of the country, restricted there, and I want a display case. Gas cans. Proper ones. With a spout that works, not the strangled compliance nozzle that spills half the fuel on your shoes. Partnering with tribal nations on tobacco, and if any tribe wants to build the refinery, my line is open and my terms are generous. On weed. I want to, and I cannot. Federal illegality means banking and card processing go sideways for the entire store, not just that counter. Somebody solve that and we revisit. Now the trucker building, which is the part I am proudest of. If you have ever been in a proper international airport lounge, you know what a real shower does to a human being. Four jets. Marble bench. Steam. Towels that weigh something. Ours will be better. Laundry running while you are in there. A quiet room with recliners and no phones allowed. A barber chair with an actual barber. Truckers plan routes around showers. Build the best one west of the Mississippi and the lot fills itself. And the resort pool. Cabanas, bottle service, the works, because I am a sucker for a good pool and I refuse to explain myself further. Breakfast counter, flat top, bacon and eggs cooked to order at four in the morning, with pork that has not been through a compliance review. A jerky wall. Bidets, which nobody has banned and nobody sells. And a bin of Kinder eggs just inside the door, illegal nationwide, to remind everyone that federal overreach also exists and we are not picky about which government we are annoying. The black Trans Ams(sponsored by Coors) stay in the plan, purely as a design feature, and I have no further comment. Fuc Nuggets was suggested for the menu. I love it. Legal is looking at it. Legal has been looking at several things. We are still taking suggestions on merchandise, and apparently we are still taking investors. I started this as a joke on Thursday. It is Saturday and I own a spreadsheet. 🦋

Selene Mariposa

20,746 views • 9 days ago