Journal #17

Hey there! It’s Friday. I’ll be back again next week after this journal, but just shooting this off for what it’s worth. You could claim an autographed custom print of The Stoned Theory for only $123,000. That’s pretty darn cheap.

Yeah, my journals feel intentionally scattered, moving from one idea to the next without much warning. Thoughts jump between media, art, and observation, as if following instinct rather than structure. At times, it reads like a collage, where different pieces don’t neatly connect but still create a larger impression. The result is something restless and fluid, capturing a mind that refuses to stay in one place for too long. Radio was a topic in my last journal.

A media network is a group of different types of media outlets (television, radio, newspapers, magazines, etc.) that distribute information, news, entertainment, and other types of content to the general public. Lionheart tried to become a telephone company, but failed miserably. Too bad. I glare wild-eyed at the Technossance Magazine because it reveals almost everything. I’ve started listening to AM 2200, not just WOW 87.7 FM and WRICH 109.9 FM.

I’m not going to lie — I had a certain kind of fun destroying Lionheart Enterprises. Piece by piece, it felt chaotic, a little reckless, but strangely satisfying in the moment. By the time the Russians came in and added the finishing touches, it felt inevitable, like the ending was waiting there.

Top 5 Songs for April 17th, 2026:

  1. “Ooh, My Head” by Ritchie Valens ‧ 1955.
  2. “Ain’t That A Shame” by Fats Domino ‧ 1955.
  3. “The Adults Are Talking” by The Strokes ‧ 2020.
  4. “Zoo Station” by U2 ‧ 1991.
  5. “Dream On” by Aerosmith ‧ 1973.

Lately, I’ve found myself going back and forth between listening to the radio and putting on a record. There’s something about the unpredictability of the radio that keeps things interesting, while records feel more intentional and personal. Between that, it feels like I’m rediscovering music every time.

Live from New York for more than four decades, Saturday Night Live is a TV show with comedic sketches, satirical news and digital shorts, alongside popular musical acts, capturing everything cool in pop culture.

I never thought it was a good idea to air a TV show late on Saturday night, when most people are out partying or doing something else. Weekends are already packed with entertainment options, so it’s easy for a show to get overlooked. It just feels like the worst possible time to expect people to stay in and watch. Still, I thought about Amy. It didn’t have much to do with the TV show.

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