When I retire, I’m gonna open a museum of internet products. Stuffed toys and coffee mugs and enamel pins made to promote comics and apps, spread memes. It’ll double as a gift shop.
I’m somewhere on the plains in Kansas right now, and nature is providing ample white noise. The wind is incredible (and I say that as someone who’s been outside during a Texas hurricane).
Sometimes white noise machines make the world livable. I dig a good white noise machine.