I don't like "Mr Obnoxious" since I don't find Peter obnoxious at all.

Having said that, where's the *best* place to watch this? I'm trying to avoid YouTube after they booted SimplyBitcoin and are obviously biased. Rumble is OK, but what about zap.stream? I see you're on Fountain, but I like the video :-)

Things I have heard on X about Nostr that shows there is a brain drain of Bitcoin Minds off X to Nostr.

The only thing discussed on Nostr is Bitcoin. Guess they don't know about #grownostr #coffeechain #catstr #foodstr etc. 🤷

Everyone on Nostr wants to "change the bitcoin code". Apparently they think coding layer 2 and 3 projects alters the BTC base code. 🤷

The maxis on Nostr are all fake, they are pushing shit coins. IDK where the fuck they even got this one. 🤷

The discussion on Nostr is boring. Says the guy who doesn't even have a key pair. Has no account here, doesn't post, engage or even follow anyone. 🤷

No cash? ⛔️

But bitcoin accepted?

Fine by me

How much did your mining knowledge have increased since then ?

The fact that Bitcoin isn't yet accepted everywheree and for everything really underlines for me how few people have actually used Lightning. Whenever I show somebody how it works, there's always that "wow" moment. But why was it a surprise?

The problem is that normal people still understand BTC from the one half-remembered opinion piece they read in 2017, and are operating under the belief that transactions still take an hour to settle, rather than being instantaneous and irreversible — money transmission without the Paypal Problem. The public mind needs a cache refresh.

If you're running a Bitaxe, your percentage chance of winning a block is:

0.000000000000000000000000000000000000000000119426751592357%

Over a year, your chances increase to:

0.00000000000000000000000000000000000000627707006369428%

Your chances of winning the UK national lottery (assuming 20M tickets sold and you buy one):

0.000005%

Over a year, your chances increase to:

0.00026%

When I was growing up in middle school and high school, I had a next door neighbor trailer park friend named Jordan, who is quite a character and has showed up in detail in some of my long-form Nostr posts from a while ago. He ran a series of sand-pit fights in his backyard that I participated in.

Sadly, he had the most broken and crazy home, like him and his younger sister were often alone and figuring out life for themselves, with their mom coming back like every other day barely, but Jordan was so charismatic and funny and smart that I hung out with him and his sister a lot at home and at the bus stop. Their trailer was an absolute mess, but it had a chaotic warmth to it from the people there. Jordan basically ran the place. When his absentee single mother came home from time to time after work and whatever else she was up to, she'd be like, "Oh Lyn, hi! I've been out today due to motorcycle lessons. (???) Do you want a bagel? I've got bagels. Jordan, you should be more like Lyn, she's polite. She always says thank you. Stay as long as you want Lyn, sorry for the mess." And I'd be like, "uhmm, thanks!"

Jordan, who was two years older than me, taught me to play Magic the Gathering and Dungeons and Dragons, and got me into anime via Trigun and Cowboy Beebop; all sorts of nerd stuff at a time when I was kind of otherwise aimless. I was living alone with my 60+ year old single father at the time.

We then became a funny duo as teenagers; him as the charismatic outlandish guy who usually got into trouble, taught me all sorts of nerd stuff, got his girlfriend pregnant at age18 and started a family with her, barely got out of high school, and me as the total opposite introverted bookish polite one next door that would play Magic the Gathering or Dungeons and Dragons with his friends group, and that he'd trick his friends into fighting in his sand pit as a joke since they didn't know what they were getting into, but that was like clean as a whistle in terms of schoolwork and relationships.

Anyway, the point of this rambling post is that I first watched Fight Club in the best possible setting. I went over to Jordan's house one evening, and we started watching it. But then his mother called him and said to come to help with some shit she was dealing with, so he was like, "hey I got to go Lyn, but you can keep watching it, no problem." So I was there at night, in his messy trailer alone (???), watching Fight Club. The place was a mess, I felt weird that I was the only one in their home despite not living there, and Jordan was basically a more benign equivalent of Tyler Durden. So actually the movie hit a bit harder because I was both enjoying it but also constantly on edge because I was in a weird environment that didn't quite feel right, and yet felt oddly on-brand for the movie.

Can't really replicate that. And it's burned into my memory better than most movies.

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I had a similar experience, but with Chase. It was wild. We had someone or a team, replicating ACH payments that looked like our usual payments, all taken from a payroll check, that was probably cashed at a western union, it was awful. They weren't going to give the full amount back (it was an embarrassingly large amount), but we filed a police report and showed it to chase, after a few days they said, "are you a veteran?" No. "Are you a senior citizen" no. "Did you have covid in the last 12 months?" Yes, because everyone had it at the time. magic words. The next day they restored all of the fraudulent funds. It was really crazy that it happened, and also really crazy how they were able to clack a few keys and we had the funds restored, because we had Covid within the last 12 months.

I HATE MY BANK

My shower thought today was that the subprime mortgage crisis was 16 years ago.

Kind of unbelievable.

Being scared of or offended by a gun emoji should concern you. Weak people are the true destroyers of society, not strong ones. Insecurity is the foundation of most of the world’s greatest evils.

Let’s fix this shit on #Nostr. We aren’t little bitches afraid of the truth. 😆 nostr:note1a756q37jmpc5qpyy2czqhmqzxgq460e2ceuw25zhrmgfn5s8erksnx854u

But i just went searching for that painting... Found it! It's a smaller one 8x10 inches.

Myself. I signed the back of the canvas

#Artstr

Yes, BlockFi was entirely the fault of one guy, me, all me.

presenting in Washington D.C. today

should I rock a hoodie, a suit jacket…

or hoodie AND suit jacket

🤣🫶🤙