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").

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decay & ruin
Biosphere II
Chernobyl
dead malls
Detroit
Irving housing

got that wrong
Paleofuture.com

appropriate tech
Arduino μcontrollers
Backwoods Home
Fractal antenna

fun social media stuff


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   the monastic pattern
Wednesday, August 27 1997
  
    A joke I just made up:

      question: How many skinheads does it take to screw in a lightbulb?

      answer: 15. One to actually screw it in and 14 to beat the hell out of the Polish guy who had been up on the ladder.

    H

    ey guys, I'm working on a project to assemble links to all the classic Elly's Slice of Cyberpie journal entries. If you know of a good one, send it (with or without a description) to gus@spies.com. I will keep everything anonymous, because I know only a certain kind of masochist really enjoys getting on her bad side. For now, here are some classics I've compiled.

    If the party is sufficiently crazy I'm sure we'll exorcize the place.
    I

    n the evening Deya, Monster Boy and I surfed cable teevee. I wondered aloud what we had done back before we began pirating cable. We figured we must have been watching lots of Monster Boy's weird movies, listening incessantly to his goth/80s music, and actually having conversations. Fancy that. Rory came by. He's planning a party for Saturday night at the haunted house. If the party is sufficiently crazy I'm sure we'll exorcize the place.

    I used ResEdit to crack a wide range of copy-protected Macintosh software (and in the process learned a lot about assembly language).
    D

    uring the week I notice I enter into a familiar, almost monastic pattern, similar in many respects to the days when I lived at the Shaque. Since I'm awake all night, I can only be awake for a small part of the day, and even then, I'm mostly reclusive and focuse my talents on cyberspace. Back when I lived at the Shaque, I had no internet connection, but I used to find other interesting ways to idle away my time. I painted. I played guitar real loud. I masturbated. I used ResEdit to crack a wide range of copy-protected Macintosh software (and in the process learned a lot about assembly language), and of course, I played with vintage computer equipment. In those days, not long ago, I thought 8088 machines were pretty cool.
      In those days I only drank a little bit of booze, mostly what I could steal unnoticed from my parents.
 


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