I don't know, I'm kinda in favor of "HERE THERE BE RACISTS" warnings.

Starbucks discovered in Backrooms.

Rabbits 'pruned' a lot of shrubs for us this winter, but it looks like we have good buds and shoots coming back.

I'm going to invoke bonsai-brain and be grateful for the improved ramification.

Work Gmail is resizing logos and gifs in signature this week, anyone else seen this?

Animated gif hosted by employer and linked in signature is displaying full height but half width.

Inside Globus, A Soviet-Era Analog Space Computer Whenever [Ken Shirriff] posts something, it ends up being a fascinating read. Usually it’s a piece of computer history, decapped and laid bare under his microscope where it undergoes reverse …

Well I’ve got a new obsession now. I need this and a good brass orrery.

Went to hear Melvin Gibbs speak at Magers & Quinn, got his book signed; How Black Music Took Over the World
Chatted briefly about Body Meπa (he confirmed it’s named after Ornette Coleman album).

PM folks: Do I know any librarians at New York Public Library? Please DM me. I've got a question!

Derek Cilla does similar.

I assume they meant scuzzy.

We're all just automatically punching any face that looks like this, right? Pre-emptive privacy protection.

I'm betting a black market 'smart glasses neuralyzer" will be the future.

Douglas is good, but also mostly practices flute and guitar, I rarely heard the didgeridoo.

Wife: Could you figure out how I could contact the coauthor of the 40 year old academic article? She's a lawyer now.

Me, 15 minutes later: I messaged a middle school friend who is connected to her via LinkedIn. If that doesn't work, she also writes fiction and we have a few mutuals.

Recently learned one of my former Powderhorn neighbors is a world-renowned didgeridoo player.

“Exuma, The Obeah Man” YouTube video by Richard Bishop

The movie is Portal in the Pines, has nothing to do with the video below, which is the finest example of Swampfunk, Exuma the Obeah Man.

youtu.be/x3d35aXmzlo?...

Closed captioning for a bad horror movie just gifted me the perfect swampfunk alias, Slimy Rustle.

It's always funny to me which things we can sense. My office has 4 recessed lights and I am pretty sure the SW one is about to burn out based on a faint buzz.
My daughter hears 'something weird' just before our alarm system turns off or on.

Double Awoo today, #minneapolis #msp
1:45 and 6:45 siren tests

Boots on the Ground track drops tomorrow!
Hoping Tom directly mentions #Minneapolis

This may be the case I need to pitch my pilot for Law & Order: Domestic Disturbance.

'Baby Jessica,' now 40, Arrested in Texas on Assault Charge
www.nbcnews.com/news/us-news...

Twist is it's a grimdark comedy series.

@realfollowers.bsky.social

I am so happy to see that term! I have always liked genderflux for fluidity.
I also like genderpunk... gendermaxxxing fits a few friends.

Please don't bug Ian about this, they have no control and an overflowing inbox.

Also handy when it could be confused with lowercase L or #1.
I also use seriffed-I at beginning of sentences.

Free sci-fi horror comedy idea I dreamed of last night:

Small retirement community in the desert outside Vegas composed entirely of mobsters in witness protection, spy agency safe houses, and undercover cops...

And then the aliens invade.

Mallards are back, looking for nesting sites.

So I'm draining the fish pond. Will muck it out and keep mostly dry until May, then refill and restock. Thinking I should add a layer of river pebbles.

Pumping the old fishy water into the native garden spots around the yard to add some nutrients.

Sure, one worker burning down the toilet paper warehouse is interesting, but how much they paying the janitors at the bank?

My squirrels get into the jack-o-lanterns that I don't clean very well and then I have pumpkin vines all over the place.

Ducks are looking for nesting spots again.

Time to add inflatable snakes and maybe a floating gator head to my goldfish pond.

When I was a kid, we lived in the same neighborhood as Jeanie and Major Nelson. Horseshoe crabs would play in the canal next to the library. An astronaut's nephew stole my bike.
The rockets would shake the pictures off the walls and make me dream of Godzilla wandering the street.
I'm moon-haunted.