I'm starting to think that some people are just plain bored by the suffering of others.
@me A recent ex. Forgive me, I guess that was sub-scuttling.
As of today, I've read them all, or re-read in the case of Spook Country (embarrassingly, but fortuitously, I had forgotten that I'd read it, and even misremembered most of it; it was better the second time through, not forgettable at all). All were at least "good," though a few were extremely short. My pick of them all might be Zero History, since it seems to cap the "trilogy" with Pattern Recognition and Spook Country, and the three together are Up There With The Greats, and very much about the past decade or so. Surprisingly moving, and anti-not-exactly-capitalist. Made me want to Get Out And Do, at least. And, incredibly for me, to care more about my clothing, and clothing in general. I never thought that aspect of his writing would actually get to me.
I haven't read much genre fiction in the past few years, and hopefully this dose will keep me for a few more. Except maaaybe for the sequels to the Three-Body Problem. And everything else that Gene Wolfe's ever written (good grief, read Book of the New Sun if you haven't).
Fuck, the dark art of book tours never fails: I went to Borderlands just to listen to Cory Doctorow and John Scalzi chat and now I've bought $150 worth of books.
I didn't even buy their books! I don't even have a bookshelf! 😭
But, eh, I lived in the neighborhood for a year and change without ever giving them money, even when they were on the verge of shutting down and only survived with a round of emergency crowd-funding. I'll consider this partly back-rent, and partly compulsive self-medication after an unfortunately hackle-raising chat earlier in the day.
Archive.org was down for a few hours earlier today.
Turns out, the power was out across most of San Francisco for the same period. So it's an even stronger case for decentralized infrastructure than I thought.
I hadn't heard about this book, but it sounds great, and the SF event seems like a good excuse to meet decent solarpunk weirdos in the area, and maybe to tell people (possibly even Doctorow) about SSB.
Possibly saving people a click: it's at 6pm on the 27th at Borderlands, which is on Valencia between 18th and 19th.
The Mission is one of the few places in the world where I can't safely assume I'll have the longest beard, but if you ask all the beardos you see "are you nick?" you'll reach me eventually.
Sometimes I wake up with a word in my head. "I should remember this," I always think, "I will remember this and look it up later. Maybe it's a thing. Maybe this one will mean something."
It never is. They're always nonsense.
Until today, when the word was "apophenia."
I had to look up what it meant. I mean, I had to look up if it meant anything, and it did.
It's the tendency for people to see meaning in meaningless coincidence.
Very funny, subconscious.
It must be spring because there are goslings and ducklings every-freaking-where in my neighborhood.
I think it's possible Calvin's dad has always been my favorite character in Calvin & Hobbes. 😮
Today's bash one-liner contributing to my mild sense of accomplishment:
# list all episodes I've saved from http://musicforprogramming.net/ ls ~/Music/Podcasts/Music\ For\ Programming/* \ # choose one at random | shuf --head-count 1 \ # surround the path in quotes | sed --regexp-extended 's/(.*)/"\1"/' \ # open it with my music player | xargs reattach-to-user-namespace open
open is a MacOS thing; linux people can use
xdg-open, and anyone can just use the command for their specific music playery.
reattach-to-user-namespace is a
tmux thing; you can leave it out if you're running the command from a non-multiplexed shell.
I've been telling people I'm 35 for at least the past 8 months, and soon it will finally be true.
What about a bot that syndicated your own posts to your twitter account, linking anything above the character limit to the viewer? It'd have to do something about
@ strings, but if I understand the architecture right, you could run it locally without any fuss.