Nostr, what are some lesser known or less popular apps or websites that you use, that have some social aspects to them, that you'd like to see rebuilt upon Nostr?

For example: Untappd. This app could be rebuilt on Nostr. Badges, location, comments, DMs, events, etc.

Thanks!

(Yes, I'm going to email and contact all of them. I have a cold email pitch that I wrote yesterday that is just about finalized.)

Dead dandilions make for easy fire.

Gm ☀️

2 months of twitter payouts just hit my account.

It’s insane how much twitter pays compared to youtube.

But it’s also far more than I earn on here.

YES OF COURSE THIS IS CENTRALISED KYC FIAT BULLSHIT AND I WISH IT WAS NOSTR ZAPS BUT THIS IS ALSO A REALITY CHECK

Consider what we’re up against 🤔 💭

With love 💜

Why do Americans say gas when it’s a liquid?

GM nostr. 💜

What are you up to today? Anything interesting.

Shakepay has a program where if you shake your phone once a day they give you some sats. I’ve done it for 99 days straight now

Very nice pensmanship. I'm learning Gregg shorthand myself.

You won’t regret it!

Cast iron was great, but stainless steel wins the battle 🍳

Good night #world

💯

Just started this book, but I think you would like it!

The banks sell loans ‘cause inflation’s in play,

Prices climb high—there’s no other way.

if your credit score good, the messages pour,

Promising wealth and loans galore

They promise you joy, wrapped up in disguise,

"Spend now, be happy"—that’s how they advise.

Soon you’re addicted to dreams they’ve spun,

Chasing a happiness that was there all along.

Gandhi once said, "Start peace within,"

But these loans tempt me to let them in.

What if I take the bait, just this once,

Live the dream and escape the months?

I get the loan—oh, what a thrill,

Until the bills stack and climb higher still.

Another loan now, to pay off the first,

Caught in a cycle, the bubble’s burst.

A life on loan, with debts to pay,

This dream they sold is slipping away.

It came from in my inbox, like a friendly hand,

But now I drown in debts they planned.

What have I done? Why did I fall?

Who am I now, behind this wall?

Just got stopped, searched, bag strewn on the airport floor on arrival to Germany.

I’m a bit shaken up that was horrid.

The Alsatian sniffer dog was adamant I had something on me.

I know I dont have any drugs so I was trying to be helpful to speed it up. But it’s pretty intimidating when they’re so abrupt and aggressive.

The policeman was a massive cunt though. Threw my stuff on the floor and was the “guilty until proven innocent” kind of guy.

“You have drugs. I am going to find them .”

He made me repack my bag in front of the queue leaving the plane.

I held up the queue though and they were all scowling, naturally.

They tested my hands with some swab thing and the lady policemen had to check with the other guy and said “it’s high.”

It can’t possibly be the case as I haven’t touched weed since maybe the summer?

Hate to judge but there weren’t a lot of brain cells between them.

But they still weren’t satisfied so i got paraded through past the gate to do a “underpants search” as they were adamant I had something.

At this point i was like what are my right here, you can’t just strip search someone.

Once we went through the gate though the sniffer dog changed its mind.

It stopped butting my right thigh. Thank fuck for that.

But man. All that coz they thought I had a bit of weed?

Gahhhhh. Jesus wept what a waste of resources. I missed my train and I’m probs gonna go full radicalised.

Fuck the fucking fuckers.

welcome to germany lol