You might be a prepper if your dog thinks “let’s go for a walk” means another perimeter sweep. Honestly, my neighbors probably wonder why my backyard shed has blackout curtains and solar panels, but they just haven’t caught on yet to the off-grid jazz club vibe. And let’s be real—if you’ve ever looked at an empty coffee can and thought, “That’s at least three different survival tools right there,” you’re definitely in the club.
Also, I’ve got more flashlight batteries than regular batteries and still somehow can never find one when a solo needs to be played in the dark. Anyone else keep a “bugout trumpet” by the door, or is that just me?