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


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   minimal chili
Wednesday, April 10 2024

location: rural Hurley Township, Ulster County, NY


I hadn't had all that much to celebrate last night, though I nevertheless drank enough booze to give me a hangover all day today. It's at the point now where if I drink more than two drinks before I go to bed, I will end up with a hangover. I try to factor such things into my behavior, but sometimes I'm enjoying drinking too much.
I spent most of the day with the dogs and cats holed up in the laboratory while the cleaning lady cleaned much of the rest of the house. This was fine, because I had a fair amount of stuff to do sitting at my desk. Later I took the dogs on a walk to near the end of the Farm Road and then back along the top of the escarpment to the west.
I felt like I should make some sort of dinner, but didn't have it in me to invest much effort in it. So I fried up a pan of onions and mushrooms and then added two 14 ounce cans of beans to make a minimal chili of the sort Stephen Colbert might throw together in the hobo part of one of his intros to the segment "Meanwhile..." I also made two cups of white rice. But then Gretchen didn't get home at the expected time. I'd totally forgotten she was showing the 1R apartment at the Downs Street brick mansion. So I took a nice hot bath, and that was where I was when Gretchen finally got home. After my bath, I ate a couple small burritos based on the beans and rice I'd made. The burritos also included an avocado we'd bought at the Honest Weight Food Co-op and were better than expected.

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