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

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Arduino μcontrollers
Backwoods Home
Fractal antenna

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(nobody does!)

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   dogs love injera
Saturday, March 6 2021
The panagram for Saturday's New York Times Spelling Bee was "toothpick," with "o" in the middle. Gretchen found it after only a few minutes, and then I figured it out a few seconds later. That combination of letters didn't yield all that many words.
Meanwhile I was using my recently-delivered Samsung Chromebook, which replaced an identical Chromebook I'd bought in 2015, and which hadn't been the same since I left it out in the rain. The new Chromebook was great, though the battery didn't lasted maybe three or four hours, which isn't quite enough to get through a typical Saturday morning. I might end up swapping in the battery from the old Chromebook, since it still seems to last six or seven hours.

Later I had my typical Saturday afternoon blahs, which is a typical consequence of drinking too muych real coffee. Kratom tea rarely helps in this situation, but I drank it anyway so as to avoid further caffeine. After doing mostly-fruitless LoRaLAN experiments with the T-beam, I eventually climbed in bed and fell asleep. I later got out of bed after Gretchen made a dinner of several pre-mixed Ethiopian wats and thawed-out injera. Not all the injera in the freezer was good; some had apparently gone moldy even before it was frozen. Fortunately dogs love injera, even the moldy kind.

After Jeopardy!, it was my idea for us to watch the Billie Eilish documentary The World's A Little Blurry, which I had downloaded, of course. I'd actually watched about a third of it back on Sunday while removing the cracked digitizer from my RCA tablet. The World's A Little Blurry is two hours and twenty minutes long, which is a lot of time to spend with one person. And the documentary really was just about her. We learned almost nothing about her parents or the brother (whose music and compositional skills are a huge part of her success). Eilish has friends, but we find out almost nothing about them, including the boyfriend, whose neglectful behavior had us wondering from the start why Eilish didn't just dump him. As I mentioned, Eilish owes much of her success to her brother. But her parents played a important role as well. By not sending her to school (she was "home schooled"), they gave her all the time she needed to perfect her music skills and her collaboration with her brother. But in the documentary, it's also clear that they hover too much over her life, with her mother not even letting her go drive off on her own without fretting that she didn't turn on a GPS tracking app on her iPhone. I like Eilish's music, though I find it strange that it's enough to propel her to such fame. As for Gretchen, her main interest in Billie Eilish is that she's an outspoken vegan, a fact she was disappointed that the documentary never once mentioned.

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