As Daniel was out planting trees, Wilbur welcomed Jebediah back into the SHACK, as well as a new member to the SHACK! Calling in from a DUMB (Deep Underground Military Base) located in a secret location in the deep south, protected by a tribe of Sámi elders, calling in on a makeshift candlestick phone, Maurice Buttered Rye Toast Klug is a defector of the Shadow Board and now shares his knowledge to serve humanity. When this kind of knowledge accumulates together, the secret chambers become unlocked. The answers we seek in life become revealed, that is if we can keep up with one another. We share our gripes with life. Here's another hint, Daniel just popped and told me that there is a FORCED BIGFOOT MIGRATION HAPPENING RIGHT NOW AS WE SPEAK AND IT'S BECAUSE OF THESE DATA CENTERS BEING BUILT ALL OVER THE COUNTRY! THE GUYS AT CRYPTIDS OF THE CORN ARE GOING TO COVER IT SOON!!! STAY TUNED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Daniel and Wilbur are in the SHACK and have concerns. Data centers moving into our backyards AND WE DON'T LIKE IT! What is the ecological impact of a data center on your water table? Long term, is it going to be good for you, your children, your grandchildren? What do we need all this data for? Must we become slaves to our phones and those who watch us and listen to us through these devices and every smart device we own? It's time we escape the digital distractions of life and return to gathering together as a community and put forth ideas that promote good healthy living, clean water, fellowship, boosting our local economy, local artistry and creativity, local engineering to help function improve our lives, local festivals that promote all of these things like the Bigfoot Jamboree 3 taking place in Ada, Ohio.

Daniel and Wilbur return to the SHACK to embrace the thing we love most in this country... FREE SPEECH! We are the last country on the planet with true free speech, and those rights are dared to be infringed upon every single day in this country. Take this Afroman case for example, they dared to stop him from expressing his thoughts. Whatever happened to "sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me."? Did that disappear? It used to make me mad as a kid until I embraced it and I toughened up! That's what we need, more tough individuals ready to stand up for their rights and eat roller dogs at gas stations.