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Favorited The Archivist In Me Turned This Blog Into a Book by Wouter Groeneveld On occasion I’ve mentioned here that one way of ensuring longevity of this blog is to publish it as one or more books with a proper ISBN, and have the...
Neil Young & Crazy Horse - Stadthalle, Offenbach, West Germany, March 19, 1976As a follow-up to our All One Song talk with Matt Sweeney about “Barstool Blues” this week, let’s dive back into Neil and Crazy Horse’s Euro ‘76 tour. I can’t...
We drove our coach just 47 miles, about an hour of driving, from Blue Ox RV Park in Albany to Oregon Motorcoach Center in Eugene, Oregon. Here’s a map showing our route, heading south: An interactive map: Leaving Blue Ox: South on I-5:...
Yesterday’s post had a link to FamiBro, and while trying to balance male and female representations of gaming websites equally is subjective and doesn’t make much sense (especially since FamiBro doesn’t seem very bro-y), it does allow me...
Since the PiKVM came out in 2017, there's been an explosion of IP KVMs. I've tested almost every one. But what are they good for? You can use Remote Desktop, Screen Sharing, or VNC to remote control a computer from anywhere on a LAN. And...
Some lovely Spisula praecursor (Dall) fossil clams from the Skonun Formation of Haida Gwaii, British Columbia, captured from the Miocene when this coastline looked very different from today. These fossil bivalves belong to the surf clam...
An auction lot of Twin Peaks publicity photos contained a unique artifact from obsolete technology – an Associated Press (AP) Laserphoto of Special Agent Dale Cooper and Sheriff Harry S. Truman. This photo was shared via the AP news wire...
well, sure, if you're literally a moth
Hey people! 🙂 I’ve been listening to Moyka quite a lot the last few days. She’s not new to me by any means, in fact I first heard of her very soon after her debut EP “Circles” came out in 2019 and have been following her ever since. But...
1) I suppose this is nothing more than another “note to self,” because of course . . . who else am I writing to, other than you? There is no way but up from here.Or so I’d like to believe.And soI don’t know muchbut I know the summer is...
It is... and it is not.