Yesterday :: All the days, 28th June-4th July 2026
Electro-Pythagorus (2017) Apparently Fowler makes interview/essay docs about oddball musicians. This one’s about synth wizard / music professor Martin Barlett. Both Martin and the filmmaker seem to enjoy small homemade things and handwritten letters – much of the movie is letters and papers being read aloud. – The Way Out (2003) And this one is about another music weirdo, Jim “Xentos” Welton. I couldn’t tell if the Coven-like dubbed staged scenes in unfocused small-gauge film were a put-on,…
Sandy Lake, Kawartha Lakes, Canada 🇨🇦
YAGNI — You Ain’t Gonna Need It. 💬 Rambling Welp, if you haven’t been living under a rock, AI now cost money yo… WTF is a token… well it’s a magical thing that makes Sam Altman ALOT of money… in theory? That being said… There are a lot of things I’d rather do with my Saturday than sit and fuck around with Linux services. I dunno, I think I have a pretty weird idea with what I consider fun. I should probably be cleaning or doing some chores, but I digress… AND… to be honest, I’m pretty far…
Three days ago I woke up at 8 AM and decided that I wanted to sleep one more hour, but I would do it on the livingroom sofa to catch the breeze that hits there in the morning. I wouldn't bother anyone because there was no one else home but my dog anyway. When I was half asleep I started to feel someone touching my hair. I wasn't fully processing it, it was like I was feeling it but didn't think much of it. Then it became more obvious, and I heard the sound of a hand moving. Like the friction…
This configuration provides a Home Manager module for general Python development.I used to configure Micromamba here, but I abandoned the Conda ecosystem. Then I used uv, which I soured on when it was bought by OpenAI. I haven’t fully abandoned Python, so I’m not fully abandoning this module, but it currently does nothing. Flake module # The Home Manager module is published to my flake as output modules.homeManager.python. CC0-1.0 { moduleWithSystem, ... }: { flake.modules.homeManager.python =…
We spent time in the city last Saturday looking at the various Pride light displays and also getting our steps in ahead of our vacation to the British Isles starting next week. We did walk quite a ways, ending at the Ferry Building, but we did stop for a breather on the way back to the car by rolling into Pagan Idol at around 10:30. We’d been to Pagan Idol a couple times on the weekends over the past two years and it was not crowded, but it was anything but calm on this visit with people two or…
many of you have read through the many different seasons of my life. you read when i was heartbroken, when i navigated identity change, when political injustices were simply too much to just sit back and do nothing, but in the current season of my life i am just,,,existing. i work, come home, and watch love island. not in a depressing, bed rotting way, but in a relaxing state. i don't want to be a gym girly that grinds with 3-4 side hustles, while going to school at the same time. i want to…
Rewatching “State of Play” (Universal Pictures, 2009). Not only is it a good picture with actors I like but the outdoor scenes were shot in DC, making it feel like a 2009 version of home.
This is a demake of World of Horror, a game I haven't yet played (though I'm sure I will eventually), but which drew me in simply for the novelty of being a horror game made for Game Boy Color. Because I haven't played its inspiration, I can only judge it as a game in its own right, and am unable to compare the two. It uses a few elements that it seems like a lot of the new wave of Game Boy Color games use, no matter the genre: full-screen pixel art, abstract menu-based gameplay, and tastefully…
I find it quite interesting that this kind of postcard exists. Once again, photographs were rare, and their illustrative function held a significance that seems obsolete to us today. Sign up for the newsletter to read the back of the card — it's free!
Power Cat 2026-07-04 Those are tomatoes.
PHILIP K. DICK – Galactic Pot-Healer. Berkley X1705, paperback original; 1st printing, June 1969. Cover art: Sandy Kossin. Reprinted a number of times. Joe Farnwright, pot-healer, living a spider’s existence in a garish, nightmarish world on Earth, afraid of failure, lacking in self-knowledge, is hired by Glimmung, of Plawman’s Planet, to help in the raiding of the ancient cathedral Holdscalla. Glimmung corresponds to Faust, never satisfied, willing to sacrifice himself to learn the extent of…
Some days are insanely hectic, bordering on maddening. Some bring something resembling a calmer pace. Some days you just need to park the car, have a sit, and check out the scenery. Thanks for reading. You can subscribe to this blog if you care to. You can also find more of my writings on a variety of topics on Medium at this link, including in the publications Ellemeno and Rome. I can also be found on social media under my name as above. This site does not use affilate links.
# The migraine started to ease a bit last night. I managed to put a little bit of work in on of the outstanding tracks after attending the listening party for the excellent Feral Grace by The Black Dog. What an album! Beautifully melancholic, with a more hopeful final track leading to who knows where for the next release in the series. Today has been mostly clear, except for the usual postdrome fuzziness. Some more time this evening sees it almost finished. I need to tidy up levels and EQ, but…
I saw a comment on a post somewhere a few days ago, I'm afraid I have no specific recollection of exactly where, but it was a post (video?) around the topic of Americans having rooftop solar, the strange reticence around it, and the benefit it could have both on the personal and the global level. A commenter said something to the effect of "I have solar and I've been blasting air con all summer and my electricity bill has been like $8 a month". On its own this is probably just standard…
Horace Warner’s Spitalfields Nippers at the opening of the Whitechapel Gallery I am delighted to announce The Gentle Author’s Tour of Whitechapel commissioned by the Whitechapel Gallery as part of the Gallery’s Backyard Biennial. My new tour is launched with two free tours on Sunday 26th July and Sunday 9th August at 2pm. Further tours will take place on Sundays throughout August and September. Join me for a two-hour walking tour of sightseeing and storytelling along the Whitechapel Road,…
Yesterday, Satoshi had a dentist appointment, so afterwards as we were walking to the train station, I noticed this bagel shop, Kepo BagelsApparently this brand started back in 2008 in the Kamikitazawa area of TokyoThe owner enjoys chewy foods so she makes NY style as well as Japanese style bagels I bought the plain (210 yen (tax included) and fermented butter (440 yen (tax included) bagels
They are a magical mechanism for getting things from the library.
00:53 - My recent foray into graffiti writing got me to finally clean and organize the craft station. I wanna do so much stuff!
The first half of summer has flown by. I'm quickly catching up on six busy weeks here. 53 hours, 52 minutes all training 130.1 miles running and hiking 16,220 feet D+ running and hiking That's about 9 hours of exercise, 22 miles of running and hiking, and 2,700 feet D+ per week. I've been active enough to maintain my base fitness, but haven't done much building. Travel and vacation have kept me from sticking to a regular workout schedule. In week two, I participated in Laramie's Pilot Hill…
Nau maiYesterday we finished our tour in Milkwaukee, Wisconsin. Bus driver John pulled us into the Henry Maier Festival Park just before 10am. We only had the stage until 11am to complete load in and soundcheck. The division of labour was automatic at this stage with most of the tour party rushing through the setup while a couple of us cleared out the bus, double checking every bunk, cupboard, and drawer. We said a brief goodbye to John and he climbed aboard Moonshine to begin the long solitary…
Nau maiYesterday we played our final show with Spoon and Squirrelflower. The mighty waterway that is the Ohio River defines Kentucky’s jagged northern border with Ohio and Indiana. It had been a short drive through the night and now we were about 100km further southwest in another city on the Ohio River, Kentucky’s largest city, Louisville. It was to be a hot day and the weather apps on our phones were exclaiming loudly, issuing extreme and severe heat warnings as temperatures began to climb…
ALTALTThe 2017 Epcot Food & Wine Festival salt shaker uses the passport stamp as its organizing idea, covering the front in overlapping travel labels and customs stamps for the countries of World Showcase. It’s built on the standard ceramic trash can salt shaker base, complete with textured trim edges for grip. All 11 World Showcase countries are represented, though oddly Morocco is marked with a “Departure Airport” stamp while every other country reads as an arrival.Also worth noting: Norway’s…
Antecedently: A visit to the Getting Cool New Shit Corner; Ride of the Midnight Farm-Equipment Salespeople; A WILD PORTICO APPEARS We load up our last save (not auto, hard) WELCOME TO THE PARLOR, inlaid in wood of finest frankenberry1, a fireplace with a 401(k) is lit, there’s a book open on a side-table with a cup of tea, a snow leopard pelt rug2, a nameplate we presume is for said Tai Lung; the place is mostly adorned with rare boids, including a bald eagle; the man we saw walking by earlier…
Klein and Updegraff, Tools for Engagement: It’s necessary, absolutely necessary, for us to first recognize that it’s good to be human—inefficiencies, blunders, and all. We are not machines, nor should we desire to be. This means taking a strong stand against what author Wendell Berry describes as “our slovenly willingness to allow machines and the idea of the machine to prescribe the terms and conditions of the lives of creatures, which we have allowed increasingly for the last two centuries,…
Night Sky with Exit Woundsby Ocean VuongGenres: Poetry Pages: 89 Rating: Synopsis: An extraordinary debut from a young Vietnamese American, Night Sky with Exit Wounds is a book of poetry unlike any other. Steeped in war and cultural upheaval and wielding a fresh new language, Vuong writes about the most profound subjects – love and loss, conflict, grief, memory and desire – and attends to them all with lines that feel newly-minted, graceful in their cadences, passionate and hungry in their…
It’s the 250th anniversary of the Declaration of Independence (kind of, mostly) and I’m just not feeling it this year. Is it just me, or do things seem kind of “off” in the United States these days? Can’t put my finger on it. Normally I try to do my optimistic thing where I stress that it’s the idea of the country that we celebrate, not the reality of it. I even made a go of it at the end of May. But it seems especially hollow now, when ICE raids are still happening all across a nation founded…
