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Power Cat Sunday 2026-07-19
Californian Mountains earlier this July. Good afternoon! It's just before 5 o'clock on my balcony, and the smog from the Ontarian forest fires has finally blown away from the city for now, hence the lazing outside. The morning part of the slow sunday morning hasn't had any meaning for a long time now. 10 of them now! I woke up late today, about noon, snoozing on and off after coming home in the wee hours of the morning last night. Summer in the city, what else am I to do but enjoy it while I…
It’s the one at my hotel, and it doesn’t look like it’s been used the entire summer long. Which kinda makes sense, this is an airport hotel, after all, and thus, I expect, not a hotbed of competitive traveling beach sports. I still give the hotel points for trying. ConGregate 12 (the convention I was at this weekend) is now in the books and I had an entirely lovely time. Tomorrow is a long drive home. Hopefully a boring drive. When you’re driving for seven and half hours, you don’t want drama.…
I am helpless to resist an engagement-bait game on social media, so I was an easy mark once I started seeing posts in response to the prompt “Describe Your Favorite Movie As Boring As Possible.” The problem is that once I started, I found that they were annoyingly fun to write, and I couldn’t stop making more of them. So here are some (including never-before-seen-on-Bluesky entries) for posterity. I don’t think any are all that obscure, but in any case, solutions are at the bottom of the post.…
I don’t want the World Cup to be over. At least I still have a week of the Tour de France to ease me out of the great summer sporting events.
A lot of people are under the impression that nothing ever changes. They feel they live their same life over and over again. That doesn’t seem to be the case for me. For the last five months I was certain I knew what I was going to do. Pay off my debt. Save up money. Fly to Australia and start a new life. I no longer want to do the last part. I always thought running away to the other side of the world was something I needed to do. I needed to grow, I needed to do something extraordinary. I…
First, the garden stuff, then the updates… I was out before things got too hot, giving the garden a solid watering. I was able to work on some weeding as well, particularly in one of the beds in the East yard. I need to work on the purple cabbage bed next, but I got some … Continue reading Our 2026 Garden, and how things are going.
Day three, check. ✅ We blew out of Elk City, Oklahoma at 6AM and arrived in Gallup, New Mexico, at 3:15PM local time. We covered 563 miles or 862 kilometers. Tomorrow is another long drive. More in the morning.
I was sharing a LEMON BOY song on a Discord server the other day and a pal asked me, "how do you find this stuff?" which . . . fair question, actually! Despite the proliferation of music streaming services1, in the year of our Luigi two thousand twenty six, finding cool and interesting new music is a nontrivial task. It's not hard, but you gotta put in the effort and you gotta know where to look. So here's how I find this stuff,2 no algorithms required. Friends don't let friends use Spotify.…
We've reached the dog days of summer, with a string of 90+ degree days, and devastating wildfires in Northern Minnesota and Canada that at times make our air quality here in the Twin Cities dangerous. But #TCTheater has not taken a summer hiatus; I'm busier this summer than any summer I can remember. And that will continue into early August when I attend my 16th MN Fringe. The 33rd Annual Minnesota Fringe Festival runs from August 6th through the 16th, with some 100+ shows having five…
On Monday and Tuesday this week I was in Melbourne for 2 days of a week long in person workshop. It was so so nice to see work people in real life again! On Monday I caught up with a few folks from our Data Intelligence camp for dinner and a drink (some folks I had worked with before, and some new pals), and then Tuesday I had a quick drink and a snack with my team before rushing off to the airport home! On Wednesday we went out to trivia where Clare and I didn't do soo badly, but we did…
Correct outcome, but imagine if Argentina had won this on penalties without taking a single shot on goal in 120 minutes of actual play! That could easily have happened, and what an embarrassment. My proposed rule change: the number of penalty kicks a team gets is either five or the number of shots taken on the field of play, whichever is fewer. Couldn’t mount a serious attack the whole game and only made two shots on goal? Too bad, so sad.
Jean Emile Laboureur, Lassitude, 1912. Public domain image courtesy Bibliothèque nationale de France and Wikimedia Commons. Maybe every writer hits a point in a project where everything feels useless, your efforts stale and stupid. Where any energy you have, period, falls away and leaves brain and heart, soul and limbs feeling suffused with viscous lead. That’s where I’m at right now, where I’ve been for the last few days. Torpor, lassitude, call it what you will: I haven’t managed to maintain…
Warning: This post, about my (now deceased) uncle's return home after World War II, will probably interest only my family members. My brother showed me an old telegram that our uncle (a paratrooper in WWII) sent to our mother. I sent the following email to my uncle about the Circe episode of his Odyssey: Here is the text of a telegram which you sent to my mother on March 18, 1946: ARRIVED 11:15 SATURDAY NIGHT ALSO MET AIRBORNE SLICK CHICK NECKED FROM ALBUQUERQUE TO KANSAS CITY Sounds like quite…
Perhaps you guessed I also mark strides of ten days. I'm better satisfied by their greater substance than those of societal seven-day weeks. There's more time for an adventure or arc in each one; more of a chance to lose sight of the start from the end.With over three times the length, that effect is much further magnified by considering thousand-day stretches more primary than years. And with fewer of them, deciding on a personal theme or goal for each feels more reasonable and more…
I’ve been taking photos with a low cost 35mm camera for the past 18 months or so. I have yet to get the film developed; but I’m probably at a point where I can send a few rolls of film in for developing in the next couple of weeks. It’s been a while since I’ve felt the anticipation of what the photos will look like. In today’s atmosphere of instant gratification, awaiting the arrival of freshly printed photos from rolls of 35mm film has been lost to the wind. I miss those days of anticipation.…
It's my mum's birthday today. I got up at 5am after very little sleep, to go and spend the day with her.325 words · 11 images
I did think, fleetingly, that I’d actually be quite into it if England won the men’s world cup. Anyway, never mind. We’re currently the same distance from “Three lions on a shirt” as the Lightning Seeds were when they released that song. #60yearsofhurt. Double birthday party weekender. I am once again sliding off of the running habit. This is how it always goes - run for a year and then just stop for no clear reason. I’d like to maintain the habit… it’s just so boring? As I was tucking wee man…
I woke up to find a text from my sis (Well, she's my Sister In Law, but since I'm down a sister, I'm leaving that here) that Vingo crashed today and can't finish the tour de france. I'm sad, here was my team... Vingo Out! Here's me at drum circle! Anyways, I got tea and hit up the drum circle. I hit the Tempe Skatepark, and now I'm watching the Finals of the World Cup. By the way, the refs are letting so many penalties against Spain go. They really want Argentina to win. Spain won, I guess. I'm…
I had my followup appointment for my bicep tendon surgery and luckily, the recovery continues to be very easy and straightforward. Aside from checking in on the recovery, though, my doctor recommended that I, essentially, back off from weightlifting and change to less stressful exercises. It seems my tendons (I guess? Or maybe connective tissue overall?) are somewhat weak, which is really what my doctor attributes to my injury. I'm inclined to agree with him because I didn't feel like I was…
A total of four basketball sessions this week. After mentioning in my notes last week that the rims were not perpendicular to the backboard, they replaced the rims at both ends of the court in time for the back-to-back session at the start of the week. So much better when the rims aren't being held to the backboard using cable ties. The other two sessions on Tuesday and Thursday were the most enjoyable. There were less people at those sessions so there was more court time and more opportunities…
I experimented with doing week notes over at weblog.lol for a while, and after reflecting on them, I've decided to make a few changes: I'm going to integrate them back into my main blog here, so I'll be posting these weekly notes moving forward. I'm calling them "Weekly Musings" because I like the way it sounds and that's kind of what these are to me, looking back and musing on the week before. Instead of trying to include every piece of media I consumed throughout the week, I'm only going to…
I can't do this again sit here shattered met with nothing but cold the same pain but not shared not carried together even if I try and try and try and cry, finally how dare I make this about me
My sister is doing some research on our family at The Library of Congress and came across some of my Great Grandfather’s papers. Mixed within was this art masterpiece by the famed 3 year old poet and print artist Patrick Rhone.
Some mighty nice sidewalk chalk art at Presidio Wall Park today, celebrating Phillip's birthday. I dunno know who did it; it's unsigned. Maybe, like, Phillip's grandma or something?
13th July - 19th July #SilentSunday Back in September last year, my faithful Kobo Nia died on me. I started a firmware update, fell asleep, and woke up to a boot-looping brick. I picked up my wife's ancient Kindle and have been limping through the last 11 months on that. I even wrote about e-ink being incredible technology off the back of that (and it really is) but what I've been missing is the backlight, which is an odd thing to miss but I do a lot of reading in bed and would rather do it…
Robert Birming, per usual: Don't feel like blogging today? Do it anyway. ... Keep on blogging, even if it sometimes ends up blank. Oh, that explains it. "It" referring to your substance: Unessential Repetitive Redundant Excessive Tiresome Superfluous Banal Platitudinous Shallow Tautological Gratuitous Self-memetic Uninspired Extraneous I wholeheartedly disagree. Sometimes it's good to step away from the page or keyboard so that you can think and come up with ideas—preferably new and fresh ones.…
I tend to punish other people in a very specific way. If they do me wrong, I want to let them know. I want them to owe me one, even if it doesn't make the situation better. It is purely because it puts me in a position of power. Now they have to redeem themselves; they have to gain my favor again. And I can decide when the threshold has been reached and everything is good again. It can even happen that I want to make it more uncomfortable for them by just being silent or ambiguous about what…
