**_It was over 50° today again._** The Snowbird has left Wisconsin and said he will be back in April or May. It was a little bit of an underwhelming departure, I suppose when I asked him to formally announce his departure I would have somehow figured out what kind of alcohol he drank and I would have somehow purchased him a bottle to give to him before he had left. It will be nice to see him again. Robert was in the store today, it was a treat to see him the day after Christmas. I met his Wife more formally than the quick introduction we had to each other the first time we had met. Robert commented on my goatee said it made me look more "mature" and reminded me to hit him up for that free ride his new automobile. It's just something about the way things look on that other monitor that I'm just not able to get behind - yet anyhow. Duluth went and fucked me over. Ordered a hat on Christmas Eve and they were happy to take my money but I never got an email about it and when I got my Adidas shoes in the mail today I realized that I was still waiting on the hat. So I emailed them, we shall see how this will go. I was today years old when I learned that the **Chillout Sessions** compilations are no more, given the tap on the shoulder by the grim reaper because of Streaming Services and the way they seemingly do no link to Spotify on their website I'd be suggestive to think that Spotify is who they would like to blame for putting to bed their niche market which has given people like myself a peek in the window of houses of music I may have never otherwise found myself in the neighborhood of. Perhaps I need to put something together for 2020, but I'm not sure I'd even be the right guy to do it anymore as my "electronic" side has almost motioned more towards lo-fi as I find myself most excited about those releases on Fridays in recent times. If the "every other" theory of music in regards to decade proves to be true we are headed towards a downturn in music with the coming decade. If we look back one hundred years to the "Roaring Twenties" that was 1920 we find ourselves in a nearly unrecognizable state. The people of those times would have surely called us aliens with all our fancy technology. We see those pictures of people "from the future" doing stuff like "using cellphones" and whatnot on the sets of Charlie Chaplin movies, but you have to wonder if in 100 years from now if they'll show a picture of someone who chose not to use a cellphone but somehow was caught on someones YouTube video if they'd be considered a relic of the times or a "time traveler" themselves because of their absence of technology. Taking it back 10 years from 2020 is painful as fuck as it is the ten year anniversary of Grandma passing away. But as I take back at the last ten years of my life I find myself a little bit overwhelmed. What the fuck have I been up to? Do I really know but do not want to admit it? Are there things I'm strong as fuck about now that I didn't have a flicker of care to flex the muscle of ten years ago but at the same time still find myself with many unresponsive muscles? There is no joking around here, obviously the answer there is **yes**. Many parts of my life make me want to just not have to wake up tomorrow. Die and let be. But I still do it, for whatever reason. I suppose deep down I know there are reasons to _keep going_ and all of that, but the reality is I'm still too weak by many accounts of the word to amount to what would be considered much to someone else my age standing next to me. It's only these small flickers that keep the spark alive, like when that lady said I had a good handshake, like the way she said that shit she really meant it. The lady whose Mother just passed away and she just came in on the 23rd and like spilled her entire guts to me about her entire lifestory and told me "I'm a good person" **HA!** If she **only knew** my backstory she would probably not feel that way any longer. Also Spotify for whatever reason has decided that my Lo-Fi Genesis playlist MUST have the album cover of the moon, this is probably a sign that it truly CANNOT handle playlist of that size. 01:26, Friday https://open.spotify.com/track/4XJt0lncTRoYmZB0Y096na?si=yZYEB2YBS\_OpgHQ9CtBFhg