Your leaking thatched hut during the restoration of a pre-Enlightenment state.


Hello, my name is Judas Gutenberg and this is my blaag (pronounced as you would the vomit noise "hyroop-bleuach").


decay & ruin
Biosphere II
dead malls
Irving housing

got that wrong

appropriate tech
Arduino μcontrollers
Backwoods Home
Fractal antenna

fun social media stuff

(nobody does!)

Like my brownhouse:
   fumes and blinds
Wednesday, April 26 2000
It doesn't take long to get a headache in this house, what with all the fresh paint, especially that noxious oil-based stuff in all the bathrooms. Along with a half dozen plants and who knows what else, Kim bought a couple eighteen-inch pedestal fans today, and the main effect we're getting from them is a uniform noxious paint smell throughout the house. Meanwhile, the wind in our part of West LA doesn't really give us much circulation.

Kim went over to Evan and Corynna's today to pick up a set of folding blinds she bought from Corynna. We immediately set them up in our spare bedroom, the "healing room," hoping to break it up into two spaces, one for Kim's therapy sessions and the other for my computer workstation. [REDACTED]

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