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An Ewok Riding a DeLorean

I help out in a number of forums online; the two big ones are the WordPress support forums and the Graphene Theme support forum. In general, I enjoy helping people out, partly because I have received a lot of help there myself, and partly because I learn quite a bit that way. But every once …read more…

I love Twitter, but sometimes 140 characters is too limiting. Sometimes I have thoughts that are too long for it, but too short for a blog post. (I’m not going to post them on Facebook, which is private. Besides, I hate Facebook and hardly ever use it, except for business purposes.)

I think what I’m going to is just add all these miscellaneous thoughts to an ongoing blog post, which I’ll eventually release on a Friday when it’s long enough to bother with—hence, “Friday Miscellany”.

I actually did this a few years ago (see this and this) but soon realized that Twitter is a much better place to share links. (Although it is not a better place to archive them, but whatever.)

These won’t appear every Friday, just whenever the post gets long enough to waste ten or fifteen minutes of your time.

Published on 19 June 2015 at 9:29 pm

Today is Friday, June 19, 2015

I really should be doing some other stuff, but I feel the urge to write. Stuff has just been too weird lately not to. Rachel Dolezal is in the news. In a year’s time, we will have forgotten all about her, but her story reminded me of something that I experienced years ago. Some time …read more…

Banana for Scale

I follow a certain person on Twitter. He’s an actor, and while he’s not a big name to everybody (he still does auditions, for crying out loud), he’s a big deal in certain circles. I follow him on Twitter, I read his blog, I listen to his podcasts. It’s not that I admire his acting …read more…

feel the noize…

I did not watch the Super Bowl, because I did not have a dog in that fight. Also, I was snowed in thanks to superstorm Linus, and it is depressing to sit home and drink beer and eat nachos and watch the Super Bowl by yourself. Instead, I watched a documentary about Quiet Riot. And …read more…

Protected: rogue waves

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A Different Sort of Real Person

“…He’s not a real person.” “You’re only saying that to make me feel better.” “Ok, he’s a real person. But he’s a different sort of real person.” “In what way?” “I don’t know. He just is. He’s like James Dean and Marilyn Monroe and Jimi Hendrix and all those people. You know that he’s going …read more…

Yahoo, this is why you suck…

…and why the rest of you should avoid using Yahoo. For some time, I’ve been debating whether I want to host my own image gallery or not, mainly because I can’t afford to spend more money on memory for my VPS, especially where there are plenty of free online photo sharing platforms. Since Flickr is …read more…

Moving Out

When I first started a personal blog, I had no idea what to do with it. I thought I would post a few recipes, write about my weekend at the beach, and that would be about it. Instead, this blog became a tremendous learning experience for me. I started podcasting (thanks to Wil Wheaton and …read more…

Today is Tuesday, August 12, 2014

I’m a busy person, which is one of the reasons I don’t watch a lot of television. Production values are at an all-time high, because technology has increased in quality at the same rate it has decreased in price (thank you, NASA), but from a content standpoint, most of it is utterly worthless. I don’t …read more…

Kind of thought my beard trimmer looked like Cthulhu

Peeked out of the shower and saw this. The comb looked a bit more tentacly in the steam and without glasses. Maybe this is more like it?

The only appropriate use of the < blink > tag

Lent is almost over…

I don’t celebrate Lent every year; my feeling about spiritual practices is that you practice things you need to work on and let the rest go. So there have been years that I really couldn’t figure out what to give up until three or four days into Lent; there have also been years when I …read more…