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Hello, my name is Judas Gutenberg and this is my blaag (pronounced as you would the vomit noise "hyroop-bleuach").



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   unexpected jar of vintage marijuana
Wednesday, August 21 2019
I had a little landlording errand to run on my drive home after my day at work. It seems that even the best tenants tend to remove and/or destroy their smoke detectors, and that was why I had to install two new ones in the Wall Street house (where our best tenants always live). The garden in its front yard was looking fabulous.
I didn't make as much progress as I'd hoped to on my Waterbot, though I really only had myself to blame. I suspect my plan to use the PCA9685 16-Channel I2C servo controller (which I use to control the pan-tilt servos on the camera arm) to also supply PWM signals for the non-servo motors was a bit too ambitious. The frustration from my failures to fire up the propulsion motor was softened by increasing alcohol consumption. At some point I decided I wanted to smoke some pot, but my jar of marijuana was down to nothing but twigs, loose leaves, and a few seeds. So I went to look in another cabinet to see what else I had. Amazingly, and it didn't take any effort to find, I had a whole big jar (the kind that Trader Joe's giant beans in red sauce used to come in) stuffed full of buds. According to its labeling, the jar dated to 2017. That shows you how rarely I have a craving to smoke pot; somehow I'd completely forgotten about it. The pot didn't prove to be particularly potent, which is probably a consequence of its limited shelf life.


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