Carved a little bowl this weekend. Not sure what wood. A bit chunky looking but I enjoyed working on it in the crisp sunshine.

#craft #woodcarving

A lot honestly. Biggest for me is the personal freedoms, and they’re growing over time instead of shrinking. The FSP pushes that along, but people in NH were already freedom loving before. No sales / income tax, no seatbelt / motorcycle helmet laws are like hardcoded here.

Nice nature, lots of things to do.

Good, outdoorsy, freedom loving people. Low concentration of busy bodies. Feel very normal doing a bit of homesteading, growing apples, raising chickens, tapping for maple syrup. Only wanted to raise my kids here.

It was my dad’s celebration of life today. I miss him dearly, but had great food with good people and lots of stories. Hug your loved ones.

yep😊

I moved to NH with the free state project in 2013.

That has a certain connotation to it now, because a lot of people who moved really sort of just flailed their arms around and made a performative scene. Still do.

What made me come back, and stay, were the people who got in deep and changed things. A lot of freedoms here the loud ones talk about that were unlocked by the quiet ones.

I will see if I can collect some and send it to you. will not have signatures or IDs but otherwise normal

you are NOT supposed to broadcast kind 22242, it must be sent to relays on demand only

so I probably have none.

The implementation should check:

- created_at is within tolerances (like 30s, depends on relay)

- that there is one relay tag with the relay URL. Rough matches should work, like: wss://nostr.land and wss://nostr.land/

- there is only one challenge tag which should be the relay sent challenge

Bought my first tractor today! Many a okra & pumpkin patches to follow

WiFi is a total no go in a denied environment like NK. Reticulum paper message QR codes are a much better choice. Coordinate dead drops before hand and decrypt on a live device like Seedsigner.

UTMA account. I can't liquidate it.

A fun trip to the book labyrinth, and a new friend acquired.

The most retarded thing I've seen is people pretending Jimmy Kimmel was some kind of free thinking dissident, speaking truth to power who was silenced.

He was paid millions to lie, demonize and ridicule innocent people who didn't want to be injected with pharma conglomerate poison! He was the lowest form of "comedian", one who punched down and mocked actual dissenters on behalf of the regime.

His firing was not only long overdue, but the mildest of rebukes. Alex Jones was sued into oblivion, Donald Trump deplatformed and shot, Charlie Kirk murdered.

Kimmel is free to podcast, post on social media, advocate for withholding life-saving medical treatment from the unvaccinated from the street corner. The millions he received for doing regime-approved propaganda on publicly-owned airwaves is not being clawed back.

Sorry, I know it’s a lot of posts on Kimmel. But he is one of the public figures I MOST despised, and that’s saying a lot in my case. I need to just post through the schadenfreuede.

I grew up going to Roman Catholic Church. I went through all the motions but understood none of the meaning. I’d constantly ask my mom why I had to do all of the “stuff” and confess my “sins” to some stranger in a confessional booth. It felt hollow and mechanical. I left that tradition the moment I turned 18, determined to forge my own path.

But life has a way of humbling us. I got married at 20, had my first son at 22, and despite my best intentions, I found myself repeating the exact patterns I’d grown up resenting. Generational brokenness is devastatingly real. Another son came two years later, and after 10 years of marriage, I was spiritually and emotionally bankrupt. I’d sit alone some nights, confronting the uncomfortable truth that I’d become a narcissist. Everything I did seemed to revolve around my own needs and ego.

During this season, my wife started attending a non denominational church (Baptist roots). I was working weekend graveyards, so she took our boys with her. Honestly, I figured they’d all be better off without me there anyways as I’d wake up and marinate watching football all day. But over several months, I watched something remarkable happen to my wife. She became more patient, more sacrificial, more joyful. The change was so profound it got my attention in a way nothing else could.

God was working on my heart, creating a curiosity I hadn’t ever had. My wife had been quietly collecting Christian books, and I found myself drawn to Lee Strobel’s “The Case for Christ.” I devoured it in two days, and couldn’t put it down. The historical evidence for Jesus’ life, death, and resurrection was overwhelming. By the end, I was convinced not just intellectually, but in my soul: I was a sinner desperately in need of rescue, and Jesus Christ was real.

That realization changed everything because I knew it had to. If what I’d read was true and the evidence said it was, then this wasn’t just interesting information. It was the most important truth in existence, with eternal consequences.

In the many years since, God has completely reoriented my life. Through reformed theology, particularly RC Sproul’s teaching, I discovered that the dead saints often speak more clearly to our current struggles than most contemporary voices. Reading the Puritans and reformers showed me that God’s sovereignty and grace aren’t abstract concepts, they’re the foundation of transformed living.

The truth is, I didn’t choose God. He chose me. While I was spiritually dead, consumed with myself, He pursued me with relentless love. That grace has transformed my marriage from the inside out, revolutionized how I father my sons, and given me a brotherhood within the body of Christ I never knew I needed.

Now everything I do flows from that love. Everything I do here on Nostr is through that love. Not perfectly, but purposefully. I’m the same man, but I’m not the same man.

If you’re reading this and something resonates, don’t wait. Pick up a book. Ask the hard questions. Examine your life honestly: Are you just happy, or do you have joy? Happiness depends on circumstances; joy transcends them. One is temporary satisfaction; the other is eternal security.

I promise you, investigating the claims of Christ will be the most important thing you ever do. Not because I say so, but because He is who He says He is. And that changes absolutely everything.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

If Bitcoin doesn't make Ticketmaster obsolete, it will have failed.

We love Yakihonne too, but how about just Yaki?

GOOD DAY 🤙 #pv

Do I buy the $720 Bosch 12" sliding miter saw, or get the $380 knock off the Harbor Freight?

I'm leaning towards the former. The miter saw is one of those foundational tools of any shop and we've already gone through 2 of the bottom of the barrel models (10" blade, cheapest possible option).

Man… idk elsat. After some time, I’ve come to the conclusion that what matters is the truth it exposes: evil exists, and people are all too easily manipulated by lies and propaganda from those who care nothing for human flourishing. Every human life has intrinsic value and deserves peace, not violence and exploitation.

Speaking truth to power has never been safe. Yet people keep speaking anyway, not because it’s safe, but because some convictions run deeper than self preservation. That kind of courage echoes through history.