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   hand-made tortellini
Tuesday, December 27 2011
Usually at this time of year when precipitation falls, it comes in the form of snow. But so far this season it's been warmer than normal, with the Jet Stream forming a barricade against arctic air masses. And so today we had rain, which occasionally took the form of torrential downpours. Though it seemed like there should have been lightning, there wasn't any. I stepped outside at one point this evening and it felt almost balmy, though temperatures were the 40s. It wasn't the heat, so it must have been the humidity.
Today I took delivery of a new 1920 X 1080 pixel LCD monitor to replace the clunkiest and lowest-resolution one in my four-monitor panopticon. This was to be my first monitor illuminated by LED(s) instead of a fluorescent bulb, and it was rated to use half the power of the monitor it was replacing. LED-illuminated monitors tend to be even thinner than their fluorescent-illuminated equivalents, and unfortunately this monitor was too thin to have a VESA mount. Because it would be replacing a monitor I'd had hanging from a "cabinet door" on one of my custom shelving units, I would have to modify that door to support a monitor without a VESA mount. This wasn't actually too hard; because it was considerably lighter than the monitor it was replacing, I could fabricate a couple of L-shaped metal bars for it to rest on at the bottom as well as clip to hold it from the top. The end result was 20% more pixels for half the power.
This evening I came upon Gretchen down in the kitchen making stuffed tortellini using some sort of tofu concoction as a substitute for cheese. Hand-made tortellini is a labor-intensive dinner, and Gretchen had only made two of the little embryo-shaped fuckers when I came upon her. She asked if I wanted to help, and I had to say yes because it was going to take forever otherwise. But it turns out that even hand-made tortellini can be made quickly once one masters the origami and develops a rhythm. We ended up having enough to stuff ourselves, which is a rare thing to be able to do with a stuffed pasta. Usually they are too scarce and precious for gluttony.

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