I am under the impression that Signal encrypts metadata so that is useless to sell. The only thing they can turn over to law enforcement after a lawful warrant is the phone number an account was opened with (and maybe the date that happened) and the date of the last time the account was used. That is all.

https://www.schneier.com/crypto-gram/

Bruce Schneier’s Crypto-Gram

What Linux user wants either of those?

I am paying attention to both Ladybird and Servo but am not yet “excited” about either. I am hoping they both continue to improve and become more usable (for me - YMMV) but do not expect the possibility of Daily Driver usage (again, for my use model) for at least another year.

Stupid People Shouldn’t Breed - Skatenigs

The Inevitable Rise and Liberation of Niggy Tardust - Saul Williams

Best In Class

Don’t have a youtube account

That’s a great idea but let’s not forget that this administration and it’s poorly-trained attack dogs might try and justify the password hammer

Take responsibility for the things you have Which is kinda the point of a tag of whatever sort

Every so often (maybe once a year) I look through my music collection and then go “Oh, I forgot about this band that I used to love” and then look them up and see if anything new from them is out. If the band has broken up I also look up the band members to see what bands they are now in or people they have worked with etc. The Six degrees of separation thing works quite well.

Dream Theater back when they were a thing

No idea. Once I recognized their mental disorder and cut ties I have never heard from or talked to them again.

Sammy The Slug of UC Santa Cruz would like a word with you

And sometimes the priest gives the child herpes when performing the Briss

The salmon seasons on the US West coast have been essentially non-existent for a couple of years. The Abalone season has been suspended for over 5 years. Both of those meats are absolutely amazing, especially when you prepare and eat them the day you caught them. I miss those two the most.

We had a cat when I was in high school named Clyde. Great indoor/outdoor cat. Every night when my mom wanted him to come home she would open the front door, step out onto the porch and yell, “Where’s My Pussy!” and "Here Puss Puss Pussy! Only neighbors semi-close by were a sweet old couple who thought that was hilarious.

“We’re gonna need a bigger boat”

The momma lion making the decision to walk away and leave her paralyzed cub behind. Having him crawl after her, crying in despair was heart-wrenching