I’ll have to dig in to that Gattaca soundtrack. Sounds right in my wheelhouse.

Heck yes friend. This is also a fantastic strategy. Likely the same perverse curiosity that makes Clint Eastwoods rants compelling in Gran Turino. Standing there making mental notes about what the hell that means but knowing its foul.

Moon by Clint Mansell this soundtrack guided me through hundreds of hours of log reading from support tech days through sysadmin days.

It just falls to the background after a few minutes and becomes trance like.

I’ll throw another vote for Ravenous. That movie has been a huge part of my life and in no small part thanks to the soundtrack.

It was the last movie I saw with my dad before he passed and it was a great one to discuss over a cup of coffee after.

The recently highdef releases we’re great.

As someone from a small town in the pacific northwest, it feels like they always have been. It was just a case of the quiet part not being said out loud or them masking it enough those with lower exposure didn’t see it.

I drive a pickup, grew up hunting and fishing and I’m tall, pretty thick, tattooed all to hell and bearded… the amount of “hell yeah brother” followed by some vial, racist, homo/transphobic shit I have said to me is staggering. The moment of pushback has become a high for me. I’m almost baiting them from a conversation about tree stands and elk piss formulas into some fucked statement about trans athlete’s just too feel something.

That said, it isn’t all of us so I don’t want to gate keep survivalism and general outdoorsiness. Always willing to teach a flytie, how to dig a shit hole and the easiest way to catch water with a tarp.