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:
   a medium that starts hardening the moment you mix it
Sunday, May 26 2019
Today was day two of installing the dark greyish-green tile in the entryway. It didn't take long to finish the job, though I found all the cuts I had to make for the final row grueling and unexpectedly arduous. I was frustrated from dirty nature of the work and the unforgiving nature of a medium that starts hardening the moment you mix it. It really made me feel good that my day job is basically restricted to the arrangement of data in a computer's memory. Only later did I realize that I hadn't had any caffeine yet that day. After drinking some Red Rose tea, I took a long multi-hour nap, which felt somehow delicious. It helped that Neville the Dog joined me about half-way through.
The weather was cloudy but summery, with temperatures reaching up into the mid-80s (the highest so far this year I think).

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