Hᵉˡˡᵒ ✗Ƭʷⁱᵗᵗᵉ𐍂.

I’m 〽️®️ Ƭᴏᴀsᴛʏ​🎭.

Coty Lake.

Army Vet. Engineer. Nice Dad.

Man of Faith & ⚖️ Justice.

Father of 4. 23 years married & still going.

Around 2009–2010 I was in Afghanistan with the 82nd Airborne out of Fort Bragg as a 25U.

Somewhere over there I lost my wedding ring.

I never replaced it.

I plan to.

My wife has put up with my sh*t all these years.

She’s the artist in the house.

Years ago she drew three guys.

I got them tattooed on my arm with her signature.

She doesn’t get to make art the way she used to because she’s raising our four kids.

That fact sits in everything I make now.

March 30th 2026 was the detour.

I was in full self-driving in the Model 3, on the way to trade it for a Model Y near Raleigh.

The other driver was at fault.

I walked away with a TBI, migraines, light sensitivity, and a brain that wouldn’t stop looping.

I drove the broken car to the dealer anyway.

A few weeks later someone hit the new Model Y at the OBGYN.

The loaner they gave me looked like a toaster.

I bought the Cyberbeast.

Named it Therapy Toaster after a 24-hour Mad Max FSD run that ended back home.

I call it my Electric Speed Square ⚡📐.

It has never once asked me to take the trash out.

My dad still doesn’t think it’s a real truck.

I came back to Twitter that day after fifteen years.

Facebook was king the last time I signed up (remote FOB, shit internet).

This time I documented the recovery here because it felt like nobody else was going to help me understand what was happening.

I hosted my first Spaces.

The people who showed up—especially the SolOnChain crew—kept me going.

That is why the Skullz live there.

I make the art I want to see:

GlitcH̶̿̀͊̍̈́͑̓̈́̃̆́ 🖼️

Electric Speed Square content

and whatever else I can talk Grok into.

Mr. Toasty’s Skullz is a 100-piece collection of glitched crystal skulls on Solana.

Each one starts as a real piece, then gets torn, fringed, and corrupted into the Toasty style.

Every skull is signed “Mr Toasty.”

The whole thing is dedicated to my wife.

Wearing her art every day is what finally made me start making my own.

There are four handles and one toaster.

This is the main timeline.

The others are for the different versions of the same guy.

Stick around for the glitch art,

the Cyberbeast with the yellow plate,

the cat (this freaking cat, I swear),

the veteran community work,

and the occasional expensive skull.

Yellow and black forever. 🟨⬛

March 30th was the detour.

Some days I still feel like I’m getting off the exit.

The future is yours to make.

Choose your friends wisely.

— 〽️®️ Ƭᴏᴀsᴛʏ​🎭