had a dream that i was in a kitchen with potus and flotus, late at night. we'd been talking a while. rather, potus had been talking and flotus hadn't said a word, but had looked into my soul and knew everything. potus says to me "so, you're going to find some quince for us." i woke up at 3am and got on qr, with a side dig on quince. i love baked quince since i was a kid. wiki says lots of quince on the isle of crete, in a place called cydonia, sperged over to cydonia on the moon, etc., then i realized the board was about to hit quints, tried for them and missed. it was the kanye post.