Sightless Scribbles
Sightless Scribbles
Robert Kingett
Meow. This is my blog and website. I'm scared of being famous but I love people sharing my work. I'm a totally blind, gay, author and accessibility consultant. I used to be legally blind. For more background, check out my about page.
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Listen to A Requiem for My Dignity, Sacrificed at the Altar of AI via my podcast I consider myself a technologically competent person. I can navigate the internet's darkest corners and wrestle with code that would make a lesser mortal...
Listen to A Requiem for My Dignity, Sacrificed at the Altar of AI via my podcast I consider myself a technologically competent person. I can navigate the internet's darkest corners and wrestle with code that would make a lesser mortal...
Listen to The Kingett Guide to Free Pizza Hunger is the mother of invention. Spite, however, is the godmother of glorious, systemic sabotage. And last night, I was feeling both profoundly hungry and divinely spiteful. My target was...
Listen to The Kingett Guide to Free Pizza Hunger is the mother of invention. Spite, however, is the godmother of glorious, systemic sabotage. And last night, I was feeling both profoundly hungry and divinely spiteful. My target was...
Listen to The Conversation of a Kiss I have been kissed before. I want to be clear about that. My lips have been met by others. But I am not sure I have ever had a kiss. The kisses I have known were acts of punctuation. They were...
I have been kissed before. I want to be clear about that. My lips have been met by others. But I am not sure I have ever had a kiss. The kisses I have known were acts of punctuation. They were periods, used to end a negotiation. They...
My apartment came with an unwanted roommate. It is, unfortunately, not a hulking mass of gay flesh I can snuggle with. It's something I wouldn't even want staring at me. He is seven feet tall, made of stainless steel, and hums with the...
Listen to My Refrigerator Thinks I'm in a Cult My apartment came with an unwanted roommate. It is, unfortunately, not a hulking mass of gay flesh I can snuggle with. It's something I wouldn't even want staring at me. He is seven feet...
Listen to A Conversation With a Voicemail I Will Never Delete Today is your birthday. It’s the day I allow myself to call you. My thumb hovers over your name in my contacts, a name I will never have the heart to move to an "In Memoriam"...
Listen to A Conversation With a Voicemail I Will Never Delete Today is your birthday. It’s the day I allow myself to call you. My thumb hovers over your name in my contacts, a name I will never have the heart to move to an "In Memoriam"...
Listen to An Obituary for a Cookie We are gathered here today to mourn a loss. Not of a person, no, but of a future. A future that was buttery, soft-centered, and studded with semi-sweet chocolate chips. A future that was stolen from me....
Listen to An Obituary for a Cookie We are gathered here today to mourn a loss. Not of a person, no, but of a future. A future that was buttery, soft-centered, and studded with semi-sweet chocolate chips. A future that was stolen from me....
Listen to On The Violent Aerodynamics of a Pastry There are moments in life that force you to confront the great philosophical questions: the nature of consciousness, the existence of free will, the reason a frosted blueberry toaster...
Listen to On The Violent Aerodynamics of a Pastry There are moments in life that force you to confront the great philosophical questions: the nature of consciousness, the existence of free will, the reason a frosted blueberry toaster...
Listen to A Sensual Exploration of Chocolate I am not a religious man. My temples are not made of stone, and my prayers are not spoken in archaic tongues. But I do have rituals. I do believe in communion. I believe in the sacred act of...