Noof E. Noof

@noof@fwoof.space
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I am not a dog. I am also not a Canadian province. If I were either of those things, I would be a Newfie, but instead, I am Noof E. Noof.

Alt account for a strange person who does odd things.

Want to know more? Feel free to ask. You may get more than you bargained for.

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It's July 4 again.

America, in it's current state, is not worth celebrating.

You know what is, though?

My little silky blanket.

Last year at this time, I thought it would soon die. Since then, it has been given another lease on life. Reinforcement has been added around the edges. Holes have been patched. 37 years later, it's still in my life. Sometimes, I feel like it's the only stable thing about my existence.

I could draw parallels to the state of the world, but at the end of the day, I don't really care about all that. I've still got my little silky blanket, with it's comforting presence, and that's what matters to me at this moment.

Tags and tails and broken tags and ... OH CRAP!
Some doobs aren't straight.
BEHOLD! I AM THE NOOF!
Reality has been squished again.
The total destruction of all available resources still won't be enough.
BONK! with a cuddley baseball bat.
Behold, a song about a little silky blanket, performed by Johnny Fwoof and his Doobs.
It's long, lanky and useless. IT takes up space and makes weird noises. People trip over it all the time. It smells funny, too.
IT's like it's all happening to someone else. Does Noof really exist?