Ride · 46.74 km · 2h 51m · 397m elevation
A nice bit of trail riding and portage, a brief detour around Hardly Strictly in the park that I completely forgot about, a detour to make a flat white and pick up the family, and then a loop out to Standard Deviant for smoked kölsch and Colombian food.
It’s finally summer in San Francisco, a week after its official end on the calendar.
Buses in San Francisco now say FARE REQUIRED on the LED displays on the front and side where they used to only indicate the line number and final stop street name or something like that. For a few seconds that is replaced with what it used to say, which is helpful.
It’s an LED display because buses aren’t fixed to a line and might be used on one line on day and another line some other day.
Anyway, this implies that FARE REQUIRED is also a temporary situation that might change, which is nice.
In the interim between now and it going away, I just accumulate 5 seconds or less of vitriolic hatred for the bureaucrat who is imposing this useless delay on my life while I stare at a thing I already know waiting to find out if the bus is going to be one I’m waiting for or not.
I add this to the 2 seconds of my life the new BART gates take to open when the old ones were instant and when I collect enough I convert these seconds to Camel Cash™ which it turns out is still a thing.
"Well, it’s complicated, they are doing that because—“
Let me stop you right there. Enjoying and knowing complications is gross and I want no part of it and do not truck with those who do. No. Absolutely not. It sucks and I’m right that it sucks. Thank you.
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Hot Buttons.
Funny to me how modern the cover over Oscar Peterson’s »hello Herbie« text scans with it’s “ascii art” lettering.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XAZh6VpgrZ4
I’ve been reading Durán on socials for a while and pre-ordered The Nerd Reich as soon as that was possible.
It is an incredible bummer that a few thousand weirdos have accumulated so much, and even more of a bummer, for lack of sufficient invectives, curses, and scenes of pianos and ACME safes and potted flowers falling on their heads one after the other just before they light an exploding cigar only to get get hit by a speeding locomotive and then run over by a municipal bus full of commuters, that a pile of them are fascists. That they beclown themselves so thoroughly is at least a hopeful preview of their future demise but in the meantime, here we are.
And so of course they merit another book by and for the left detailing all of the material power they’ve marshaled for the right, and why.
I have friends who enjoy hate reads. We have learned to make them hide the links they posts to each other so that the rest of us don’t accidentally follow. This book is not a hate read, but if you are like me, you will not exactly enjoy reading it. This kind of read renews my enthusiasm for not extending libertarians any generosity whatsoever, a limitless enthusiasm that needs no renewal. And so it takes me a while to get through because I have to treat this kind of nonsense like an assignment to myself, which I keep putting down saying things like “god damn it” and “what an asshole” and so on.
Durán includes dozens of pages of citations. This is great because it made for a happy surprise when I finished the final chapter with plenty of paper left in my right hand.
I haven’t used these citations to look up any of the more frustrating claims Durán makes, and I need to be cause I winced near the end of the penultimate chapter, Antichrist, when Durán cites a poll that found that 44% of American christians support a specific weird set of principles the book has presented. This is of course plausible (that said poll exists and concludes such a thing) but the conclusion it comes to, to me, is not. I’m not a christian and so who am I to know what’s going on with American christians lately but I don’t think it is plausible that many of them share even basic beliefs about what their own religion is all about. I winced similarly when reading a Good Naomi (Klein) book’s story about some beclowning of their own that SFO Airport officials got up to, I think in The Shock Doctrine, which I happened to have just read a bunch about, when her telling of the same tale was fine but a little off.
I winced because I like to think I’m reading stuff like this from the high ground, and not also mad and titled by and like the subjects being described but of course I am mad and tilted, and I don’t know how anyone can write bout this stuff without feeling similarly and maybe allowing a little of that frustration to bend their analysis. It’s fine, whatever.
A great gift for the tech executives in your life, or if you like tilting your actual friends, them too I guess. I really hope a bunch of people read it and come to the obvious conclusions Durán has come to, and so it is nice to see it and Durán get the attention it merits. I would much rather that hard line dogmatic poll-driven pluralistic better-things-are-worse-actually aw shucks there is no such thing as neoliberalism third-way Atlantic reading capital D democrats read it. Haha, just kidding… unless?
Ride · 14.70 km · 44m · 59m elevation
The forecast this morning claims it’ll be “🌅 Pleasant with brilliant sunshine.”
Low #ffdddd this morning. High: #ffeeee; partly #ffffaa.
I made baguettes for the first time yesterday, purely on a lark, out of the pantry, because I was making coq au vin for dinner and my copy of the Tartine book on the shelf happened to catch my eye.
Bread is always a side quest challenge and not a destination for me, where the main course pairing and some time to kill is more motivating than actually having the bread.
As in, when I’m on a cut (a fat, protein, carb, and fiber oriented caloric deficit practice using scales and calculators), I pretty easily fall into carb deficiency and have to force myself to bother to eat enough carbs, usually as rice, to sleep comfortably.
That said, I maintain a nameless from-scratch starter and have a large deli container of SAF instant yeast on hand, and a pantry full of various types of flour, so I kinda lay this trap for myself.
I would have preferred a longer, skinnier loaf but this is how big my baking steel is. The slashes should also have been deeper, and my shaping leaves a lot to be desired. I cannot use my ample sized neapolitan-style pizza oven for bread like this because bread like this springs best in steam.
I have no idea which setting on my fancy kitchen oven is best for this kind of thing. Aero bake? Bake? The rear loaf got darker on the top than the loaf in the front. My razor slashes were definitely too shallow, and I think I degassed the dough too much in my clumsy shaping, and so the crumb was tight.
But what the hell do I know, I don’t really eat baguette and I associate the style more with that scene from Michael Clayton ( https://defector.com/tom-wilkinson-and-his-baguettes-are-eternal) more than any experience or style guide.
All that nonsense aside, this recipe (and I guess most modern ones) calls for using both a from-nature starter in a levain, and a from-commercial-yeast starter in a poolish, which is just cute as a snapshot of industrialization.
I’ve overheard bakers and pizza makers at IRL places I enjoy explain to questioners that is their proven approach as well, and I really need to get down to firming up pizza dough recipes that build on the same approach to get my dough to the next level.
It is funny to make all of these observations to myself when someone tries my baking or cooking, and only to hear “oh don’t be hard on yourself, this is great" or something like that.
To be super clear, if you find yourself in that kind of conversation: thinking about what to change about next time about some craft and critiquing output the craft is the entire point of doing the craft. It isn’t a self-esteem thing, if anything, is quite the opposite.
I used to make beer all the time. When the last year or so of batches was all, to my mind, commercial quality, I ran out of things to care about and lost all motivation for making the stuff. It became a big chore of doing dishes and collecting ingredients instead of a way to occupy my mind with a simple challenge of one or two things to improve right next time.
In a way very real way, that’s what hobbies are for, to me. I’m just not gonna be explicit about it.
“check it out, I successfully tricked my brain into not being a dick for like six hours today doing this.”
I’m also very jealous of the memorization gang who can put their mind to the gear in every hobby. That probably works really well. I can never remember, and could not care less about gear, parts, model numbers, and attributes.
It’s process or nothing with me.
Anyway, the bread was incredible with dinner and now I’m gonna make french toast with it, which I just wing every single time.
Walk · 4.08 km · 55m · 50m elevation
It would be funny if electeds and then other federal workers and then eventually everyone just started wear neck gaiters pulled up over their noses and wrap-around sun glasess all the time like ICE does. Like, not haha funny but, you know.
We’d have to invent new ways to politely eat and drink around each other. Everyone would be shouting all the time through the masks and talking with their hands on account of eye contact and other facial context being out the window.
One of the dumber things about the torment nexus is that a lot of it also gives tree falling in a forrest in the ways that it enables regressive, alienated attribution to things that previously we dealt with attribution free or better, that left no legacy in the material world.
To use pithy examples, I would rather live in a world where graffiti emerges “from nowhere” and trash left after a party is an emergent property of parties and so on.
If we are gonna universalize some idiot’s preference, it should be mine that we universalize and not some rich weirdo’s. But it’s always some rich weirdo’s.
Ride · 48.60 km · 2h 52m · 419m elevation
I wanted to get out this morning and enjoy the weather but not try too hard so i spun around to both of the spots we hiked last weekend: Strawberry Hill in the park and Battery Spencer across the bridge.
I thought about tackling Hawk Hill for the first time but bailed at the circle before the last climb because I was not the mood for that nonsense.
After many stubborn attempts to pass and use various pyrex (hiss) and pyrex-imitator (hiss) measuring cups and various purpose built gravy boats (hiss) I’ve switched to the one thing in the house that can pour hot liquid correctly: my little blue (beep beep beep) hario v60 carafe (snaps).
With it, I can serve gravies and curries at the dinner table quite neatly.
https://www.hario-usa.com/products/v60-pour-over-coffee-starter-set-01
Ah heck, I typed a nice paragraph up about how this one is about community discourse, and naming things, and class and ecology, about how the climaxes of each book seem to be MacGuffins, and how the cracks in the repetition are continuing to be just magical and do not survive in-story scrutiny or reader scrutiny, they are just happening, but it got lost in posting? I’m bummed to be current now.
Walk · 6.12 km · 1h 24m · 210m elevation
My sister was in town so we took junior and her older son out on a short sightseeing trip across the golden gate. We left by 9:00 so we got to the trailhead in time to waltz into a parking spot.
The weather was lovely, but moreover we got to check out the camping spot down there which looked really nice and is now on our todo list.
I want to ride my bike to the park and hike a little but I assume my bike won’t be there, or it will be there without a seat when I return to it, if not this time, then next time. I don’t want to ride with a pannier, much less heavy ineffective locks.
How do event operators fund and staff their bike valets and what would it take to build a network of fixed operators?
I assume both the efficacy and land-use and even just the capitol expense of “better racks" is a lost cause.
Walk · 2.85 km · 41m · 40m elevation
This little loop has potential for a group hike with some coworkers who will be visiting the city in a few weeks. Huntington Falls were not running today, not sure why.
1Password isn’t the only company doing things I disagree with. Twitch, where I work, is owned by Amazon, which does stuff I disagree with as a matter of business all the time.
I have friends who work at 1Password.
Nevertheless. I sent this Wednesday morning.
to: support@1password.com
from: the-email-address-associated-with-my-account@example.com
subject: DHH and OmarchyHi,
Please add me to the pile of customers who are disappointed that 1Password is using the money I have been paying for the past 15 years for a good product to enable and promote DHH. I’ve already seen the macro you are going to send me in response to this and if you are keeping track of sentiment there too, you can also add me to the pile of customers who are unimpressed by the hand waving in it.
If a few rich people want to pass money back and forth to fund each other’s perversions they can do so with their own funds.
I assume you are hoping this blows over and for many it probably will but you’ve lost my trust completely. That’s a big bummer because the entire premise of your service is based on trust.
Drop the funding in years two and three and re-earn my now-cautious recommendation. Drop the Kolide weirdo, even better. As it stands, I’ve stopped recommending or defending your stuff entirely.
Grant
Big talk, but I haven’t canceled my account yet. We’re all-in on the 1Password family sharing and this is kind of a lot of toil.
Instead, I’ve been using Apple Passwords all week and it does the job enough that I’ve switched from Firefox back to Safari. I used Safari for years and it feels great to be back. So far, Passwords is fine? Not great, but I can get used to it.
If I don’t hit any blockers in the next week or two we’ll switch the entire family over to it and bail on 1Password. If I do, I’ll deploy vaultwarden and give bitwarden a try.
After I sent this, one of their founders, who I hear is in not very active in day-to-day activities at the shop, gave a gnarly quote to media. I know founders do this kind of thing and I’m taking that in stride as not really informing my decision here. The Kolide guy is much more concerning to me, so we’ll see what happens now that this has broken through.
https://furry.engineer/@soatok/117208728768694788
Soatok Dreamseeker (@soatok@furry.engineer)You're on the air. What's your question. > Hi, are you woke? Well, success in cryptography is largely driven by **not being asleep at the wheel**. So, you'd better fucking hope I am.Furry.Engineer - Duct tape, hotfixes, and poor soldering! (opens in a new tab)The San Francisco Democratic County Central Committee Democratic Club
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Sonny & Cher, "I Got You Babe”
The Zombies, “Care of Cell 44”
The Beatles, “Good Morning Good Morning”
Harry Nilsson, "Gotta Get Up”
Kid Koala, “Music for Morning People"
Elvis Costello, "Welcome to the Working Week”
I always wondered what the incredible theme song to https://cocaineandrhinestones.com/ was and this week amongst all the great posts and tributes about Dolly I learned that it is the 45 of Jolene played at 33 rpm https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=doz1QJ7LwjA.
That this works really well even at the wrong speed is apparently as well known as it is that the Dark Side of the Moon is a great Wizard of Oz companion track.
What a fun pickin’ pattern. I’m gonna finally learn how to play it.
In book two, Balle introduced us to others also trapped in the 18th of November, as scaffolding for the continued exploration of the supremacy of conviction over nature, contrasting the lived experience of seasons and relationships in book II against a literal thief of time (the mysterious bicycle rider). Now in book III, the new characters are trapped in convictions of their age: a rebellious teenager, a mindful 20-something, the narrator whose own convictions they find sentimental, and her older compatriot coming out of a mid-life crisis of career and parenting regrets, as well as literal toothless wisdom, in the form of a lecturing professor not of their cohort. The speculative closing on yet another jerk forward in plot more than doubling their cohort remind us all that this is a serial and you’ll have to read the next one in the series to find out what happens.
About fifteen years ago some friends and I started signing our posts dictated but not read, or DBNR, as a bit, about how people with power casually make decisions impacting the rest of us with whatever information is on hand and without asking for more beforehand, or particularly caring how things turn out as a result, or, indeed and more literally, reading their own dictation.
So, it is fun as a poster’s defensive opening, “do not reply, I don’t care, I didn’t even read it myself.”
We got bored of the observation and moved on. It looks like the last time I did it, without much enthusiasm, was five years ago?
Little did we know.
Ride · 26.45 km · 1h 53m · 324m elevation
We won lottery tickets for the last Stern Grove show of season to see Al Green. As usual, the bike valet was excellent. Hitting sunshine on the wiggle at Duboce Park after a few hours in the fog was so, so nice.
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• Switched from American-style knife and fork with dominant hand swap maneuvering to standard fixed knife in dominant and fork in alternate handed meal consumption. Use napkin to fix fork inaccuracies on non-ambidextrous systems after upgrading. Beta users can also spoon/fork now.
• Posting now requires “command-return” where it used to require “return”. Use command-return a second time or bang on the escape key to un-full-screen every other app this error transfers to.
Walk · 8.38 km · 1h 44m · 368m elevation
We had an opportunity to go on a hike without the seven year old so we biased for elevation that he would not enjoy. It was a beautiful day to be in the shade of a northern California redwood forest along a creek.
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gravely (@gravely@mastodon.social)getting a lot of “infosec discourse” vibes from the shadows on the cave wall this morning as the sun rises so I’m wagging my finger in the direction of the entrance to the cave ⃔ ☝🏼⃕Mastodon (opens in a new tab)Trying to find a gd post I know I made and it isn’t this one or the nonsense I boosted moments ago and I’m giving up on finding what I wanted but anyway, imho, this finger wag should be a standard ligature or whatever.
My mom has never acknowledged the times I used to sneak out of the house to do crimes. I’m pretty sure she knew or at least knows now (thanks, Sis) but she sure doesn’t post about it. Respect.
It was fun how everyone rallied around Bradbury’s “There Will Come Soft Rains" yesterday. Someone cool in chat suggested Henry Kuttner and C. L. Moore’s “Vintage Season” ( https://www.fadedpage.com/showbook.php?pid=20220847) as another great story-about-a-house and I enjoyed it last night.
Vintage SeasonEverybody seemed to want the old house during May—and seemed willing to pay fantastic prices for the privilege. Strange tourists they were, too. The Café Society of another time. The 1992 American film Timescape, also titled Grand Tour: Disaster in Time, was loosely based on Vintage Season, though with a happy ending substituted for the somber conclusion of Catherine L. Moore's original.--Wikipedia.fadedpage.com (opens in a new tab)TWCSR reminded me of PKD’s Autofac ( https://www.philipdick.com/mirror/websites/pkdweb/short_stories/Autofac.htm), which made for a pretty good if only kinda sorta related (as per) episode of Electric Dreams ( https://www.imdb.com/title/tt6902176/), which I really wish had expanded into a modern day Amazing Stories. Neither, unfortunately, are quite old enough to be able to share directly.
AUTOFACphilipdick.com (opens in a new tab)
After returning home to see if family was grounding, Tara invests in believing that seasons are matters of projection and will rather than passive to the abstraction and metaphysics of calendars. Who is to say? I enjoyed most of this section in two sittings and was bummed when that era was exhausted and moved past, albeit with a bit of unexpected plot and a suspenseful crises left somewhat open ended, as with the encounter with the coin seller couple in Book I. I wondered if I was in on a Patricia Lockwood style joke after when Tara then returned to the roman coin from Book I and more-than-dwelled on thinkin’ about the Roman Empire, as one does, for a while. Probably not, but haha, what if? The cliffhanger has me looking forward to Book III but the meat of the story is simply engaging with the idea that there isn’t much space between those days when maybe a bit of petrichor or surprise plant growth makes you think out of time, of a day in a season opposite from the one you are in. Delightful.
A few gardening wins to celebrate:
This fiddle leaf we inherited from friends leaving california came to us with a three braided trunks and a healthy tight dome of branches and leaves. It grew and grew and grew and then one day a few years later with consistent care, seemed to have exhausted the soil and dropped nearly every leaf.
Heartbreaking.
I pruned a lot of the branches back to the trunk, including one of the three all the way down to nothing but a dead stump. Or so I thought.
We also had a monstera that was just out of control so we split it off to a new pot and left nothing but a stump of the repotted original.
It returned strongly and that was how we learned that new growth leaves don’t have the characteristic finger-length fringe that mature growth has. Neat!
A worker at the garden center we go to took one look at picuters of our struggle before this and explained that house plants are generally ground growth in forests and prefer shade.
Well I’d been blasting ours with direct sunlight, which explains the scorched leaves I worried about but had no idea how to fix. We have shears in the windows, so now we use them.
I also think that plants know seasons by day length and temperature so I stopped closing the curtains at night and open the ones I do close as early as possible so that they get the maximum duration of daylight, first through shears and then in “direct” shadow. Seems to help?
I think I need to tackle soil chemicals and fertilizer next and don’t really know where to start.
Feeling emboldened with a pair of gardening shears, I took about 2/3rds of the height off of our stalky, spindly rubber plant and put the strongest bit in some water for two months, which I changed whenever I watered the rest of the plants.
As foretold by people who know, the bit in the water started to root so I planted it. Meanwhile the now-shorter planted plant began to bush out like I wanted it to. Huzzah!
None of these are, I think, difficult to care for plants in California, and this thread is very much "area man follows basic advice after 20 years of repeatedly disregarded exposure.” Alas and nevertheless.
Walk · 3.65 km · 57m · 88m elevation
We camped Friday and Saturday night at the excellent Slide Ranch at Muir Beach. Camp is a short hike from a lot to a meadow west of US 1, and from there, it’s a short hike to tide pools and the Pacific Ocean. We saw rabbits, fox, raccoons, lizards, brown pelicans, and turkey vultures.
I enjoyed the prose. It is kind of funny and refreshing for a story like this specifically to engage with history and popular culture so little. If it weren’t for the mention of a phone and maybe kitchen staple trends that aren’t critical to the plot (yet?), this could be set any time in the past hundred years. I appreciate the disregard for time travel tropes where rules are supposedly crisp if you ignore everything the author ignores. Here rules are magical (again, so far). And there were a few things I expected the Tara character to explore that go unmentioned, but that’s fine. I will try the second one.
We saw Y La Bamba ( https://ylabambamusic.com/music ) at SF MOMA (part of this year’s Noise Pop Festival) with no expectations beyond it being a rooftop party because I live under a rock and am deep into “I don’t recognize any artist on that festival line-up” years old.
Completely my jam. I don’t know where to start ( https://ylabamba.bandcamp.com/) but haven’t bounced off of any of it at all.
Aside, the Matisse “Femme Au Chapeau” https://www.sfmoma.org/exhibition/matisse-femme-au-chapeau/ exhibit at SF MOMA is also nice.
Jazz & Not Jazz
I did not know that both Hay, the furniture designer, and Mikkeller, the beer brewer, were specifically Copenhagen based before we got there, so it was a surprise and delight to to able to visit both Hay House ( https://www.hay.com/functions/hay-stores/hay-stores-denmark ) and Mikkeller’s “War Pigs” BBQ place ( https://www.warpigs.dk/).
On the walk to War Pigs we passed but did not enter this other bar that seemed to have every conceivable kind of live music? Ambitious.
I also just noticed that the other door proclaims “Drinks!” (in Danish and English) and “WC!”, which I guess is a sort of Drinks & Not Drinks.
This is my new favorite bar.
RE: https://mastodon.social/@publicdomainrev/116931377214675615
283 years later: lol, “Betwixt"
A friend turned me onto Conic Rose, a jazz collective out of Berlin https://conicrose.bandcamp.com/album/heller-tag, and I’ve had their first record on a bunch lately.
Incredible vibe: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YSxjDvvOlG0.
Unacceptable antisemetic tag on the wall next to curio rn =\
One remarkable and unexpected joy on this trip was the quietude of Berlin in the morning paired with the variety and volume of songbirds.
Really enjoyed Köln 75 (2025) ( https://letterboxd.com/film/koln-75/) yesterday on the flight home.
Nominative determinism strikes again
Walk · 5.12 km · 1h 18m · 9m elevation
I’m going to deploy my own mastodon instance on gravely.pizza where the only thing I change (initially, ha ha, he chuckled) will be to leave leading white space in posts alone.
"Where would you like to meet?”, I asked someone I’m trying to buy something from on craigslist.
“I only meet at home, in my garage."
I was never able to suspend disbelief that “part of a balanced breakfast” pictured in 1990s cereal commercials with eggs, bacon, a green vegetable, tomatoes, a coffee, juice, glass of water and so on was in any way plausible.
Well, every bowl of cereal I’ve had my entire life was three to six servings and four or five portions of milk. A balanced breakfast is good, actually (although I’ll pass on the bacon).
Berlin, Hamburg, and Copenhagen with the family later this month. Never been and have no agenda, I just hear great things so off we go.
I keep a screenshot of a post here saved in photos.app of @scott posting about the “bernal wiggle” so that one day I will remember I have it and type “wiggle” into the photos search box and find it and try it, and yesterday after work, I got on the bike and remembered it and finally tried it for the first time.
The post is three years old (jeeze!) and not the first time he mentioned it, just the time I thought to save it.
Anyway, it’s a thing! It works!
I hit that next goal a few weeks ago and never thought to post about it.
What I came here to post, as I approach dropping 5 more not on purpose but as just, whatever, was that while it was fun and cool to buy all new pants, none of my god damned belts fit anymore.
I just took one, traced the end, stenciled that back on, and cut a few inches off with kitchen shears, then drilled three new holes in it with my cordless drill. Just fine.
Anyway, -30 pounds, ish? It is weird as hell.
BREAKING: There is a new thing out there that you don’t have yet.
Fewer things, please and thank you.
I have this old cherner-style (but unmarked) bent ply chair that we bought in terrible condition 20 years ago and used as a side chair until one of the legs snapped. We had it repaired (glued) and then it broke again a few years later beyond repair.
I want to put the seat on legs, but searching high and low, I have no idea where to even start.
An Eames H-base (DSX) narrow-mount would still be too wide as the screw holes are 5" apart on center side-to-side and 5 1/1" front-to-back.
I like to pretend the fugazi’s “do you like me” is a song from my homunculus to me and the first 45 seconds is it’s leitmotif that I hear as I approach. i don’t really listen to lyrics much so I can’t really explain the middle bit about virginia prisons or w/e, not my problem tbh.
precisely x minutes later: yes in this scenario, “birthday pony” is a reprise
Walk · 3.61 km · 49m · 126m elevation
After a month or two up on craigslist and only the kegs selling, someone who saw the post asked if I’d be up for simply donating all of my home brewing gear to a makerspace in Livermore.
Buddy, I sure am. I’ve been hauling and storing this stuff unused for ten years at this point, you do me a huge favor even picking it all up, much less putting it to such a great use.
Check out https://www.robotgarden.org/ if you are in that area.
RE: https://mas.to/@gifs_bot/116658300999833884
logging on
O/ to the wildflowers on Tiffany Ave rn
Https://brandee.bandcamp.com/album/gadabout-season
gm w/ Brandee Younger’s “Gadabout Season.”
followed an allmusic ‘related’ link from Nala Sinephro earlier this week and well I’ve never listened to much harp music but, that was clearly a mistake.
Ride · 5.78 km · 17m · 38m elevation
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Ride · 5.79 km · 19m · 26m elevation
Geektool, unfortunately, in the last few releases of OSX, doesn’t recover from monitor count or resolution changes and I’ve been patiently, manually correcting x and y from origin from time to time but forgot last week and was late to every meeting for two days in a row.
So, enough of that I guess.
https://meetingbar.app seems great so far.
RE: https://mas.to/@gifs_bot/116533258247155313
tfw they got that pizzazz
Ride · 5.89 km · 19m · 26m elevation
Ride · 5.59 km · 17m · 12m elevation
RE: https://mas.to/@gifs_bot/116507305893041179
both team logos have baseballs on them, also go giants, also lol
Canceled my tunein premium, which I always resented and only ever signed up for so that sonos radio wouldn’t have ads, and yet “some stations will still have ads even with TuneIn Premium", which never made any sense to me.
I’m now down to my sonos gear just being hardware on the LAN.
I mostly used TuneIn on bike commutes to work or taking the kid to pre-school but I don’t commute anymore and we walk to elementary school now.
For all other bike rides, I have [star trek jargon tone] a vanity domain hostname cnamed to tailscale tailnet hostnames that are a tls’d by caddy and webauthn’d by authelia to Music Assistant as a Safari “add to home screen” + “open as web app” situation. Phew. But it just works.
Ride · 12.60 km · 36m · 57m elevation
Now that I don’t buy Philz Tesora beans for the drip machine at home, I also don’t put cream in my coffee.
Weird and unexpected to change both at once but either because of how much I’ve cut fat out of my diet everywhere else or because other beans are just better black, I’m finally hip to black coffee, after 30 years of half and half (and 15 of those w/ Tesora).
Go figure.
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I switched from myfitnesspal to macrofactor in December after mfp’s barcode scanner stopped working (probably an iOS issue? whatever) and told it I wanted to lose 15lbs. It turns out mf is way, way better.
After only sorta taking it seriously and blowing through targets at least one day a week, I just hit my -15lb goal, so I told it I want to lose another 10 over the next two months.
Pretty neat!
Never have I ever used a single-character slack message-highlight keyboard-shortcut on purpose; never to React to a post, never to reply to a post in a Thread, never to Forward a post, not sAve a post for later, never to add a post to a list (V?).
never have I ever attempted to bookmark a meeting in chrome only to find that I accidentally toggled my microphone settings.
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I’ll put a crisp new $2 bill on the lady in the car.
Rookie mistake but on my first ride on metro in mexico city a cop saw us on the platform and suggested we ride in a different car further down.
ok?
went walked down the platform as the train was approaching but hit a fence and couldn’t go further so got on. the cop followed and suggested the same, we were like ???.
Thankfully someone on the train spoke english and let us know my mistake.
“He’s saying that this is the women’s car and you need to get off and back on."
As soon as she said it, I remembered that people have talked about adopting a similar system in the bay area on BART and recognized my error. If the cop had simply said “women only" that would have helped!
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from gg park i just panhandled to scott to page to market to the ferry bridging to chase center. or i teleported.
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Completely unrelated to why I posted the O.P. originally but I’m pretty sure this cognitive error also contributes to a lot of boss gaslighting.
it is akin to universalizing your experiences and the preferences they inform, to universalize one experience you had as the norm. such a bummer when not used for love or other reproductive labors.
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The dairy we buy milk from now features an identical promotion on the rear panel and top closure (rear panel) of all of their gable-top cartons.
Given where the pour side of the gable is, and the fridge door side we keep our milk, and our family handedness, this creates an illusion where it appears that we have three identical open cartons in the fridge door when in fact we have half & half, whole milk, and 2% milk.
As a result, I feel insane every morning for about fifteen seconds.
I’ve considered using painters tape and sharpies, which are ready to hand in junior’s craft bin four feet away.
I’ve considered moving the milk from the fridge’s right-side french door to the left-side french door.
I’ve mostly just been frustrated though.
"I should post about how frustrated I get coping with this situation”, I think to myself, and then fail to remember to do, until just now.
What a weird impulse to have.
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RE: https://framapiaf.org/@lo/116221130567315481
a nice Friday afternoon 1,000 yard stare moment of zen
👁️ 👁️
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Https://nalasinephro.bandcamp.com/album/endlessness gm w/ Nala Sinephro’s “Endlessness”.
plucked this off a best jazz albums of ‘24 list and it is beautifully mellow spriitual jazz that reminds me instrumentation wise — synth, string ensemble, keys, sax, ( https://www.allmusic.com/album/endlessness-mw0004339978) — of Pharaoh Sanders’ record w/ Floating Points.
I will be checking out more Nala Sinephro.
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I end up craving Sean Lennon’s “Asterisms” album ( https://www.allmusic.com/album/asterisms-mw0004180789) enough in the evening that I’ve started drilling into the musicians on it and the first one to stick has been Michael Leonhart, trumpet player and leader in his own right, whose “Seahorse and the Storyteller” ( https://www.allmusic.com/album/seahorse-and-the-storyteller-mw0001977904) I’ve had on all weekend.
As per, my smooth brain just filters out lyrics so that’s lost on me but the band (which allmusic points out include members of the Dap-Kings, Antibalas, and El Michels Affair) really swings and the guitar parts are funky as hell. If the vocals aren’t your thing, look for the digital-only instrumental version, "Seahorse & The Storyteller Instrumentals & Echoes Of Avramina EP”, which qobuz has, so I assume other places do too.
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🏁 what I’m considering Portola, bound by 280, San Bruno Ave (or 101 I guess?), Mansell St, McLaren Park, and uh, the Excelsior? The north ridge of Visitacion Knob?
Poor winter weather, always a two-bus transfer to get there and to get back, and strava glitching out by 101 more than once made this take a long time to complete.
I also started biking weekdays for cardio instead of walking, so I had to put off the far corner for weekends.
RE: https://mastodon.palewi.re/@OldLAPhotos/116177989094501821
Howard Waldrop’s "Flatfeet!”
It’s important that bits that only one in a thousand or fewer people will get are also funny on their own merits but some days, not important enough to send to drafts.
“new incident response leitmotif” I thought to myself when the rhythm section joins in on the Sunflower Slow Drag with what makes me think of cartoon bubble-popping or spittoon spitting foley effects? holy moly https://ragger.bandcamp.com/album/euphonic-sounds
I push open the swinging half doors to the e-saloon. A clanker is supposedly playing the gameboy in the corner but we all know it’s a mod file on an unlicensed cartridge.
I spit e-tobacco juice into the trash can that has the words Recycling Bin hovering under it by the doors and a “ppoint!" effect plays. The label rotates to face me as I proceed to bar. That I don’t miss the can here tells me the “no aim bots" promise out front is phonier than an $3 NFT but at least mine’s workin’ again.
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Just learned that Grimace is not the CEO of McDonalds.
RE: https://mastodon.ozioso.online/@DorotheaLange/116150147278065446
that is quite the schulzian name
[antiques roadshow clarinet ditty] We’re in historic Dead Ox Flat in Malheur County, Oregon, where today folks are brining in all kinds of goodies to be valued by our team of expert appraisers [L-cut] “This workwear would fetch a pretty high price on todays auction market, and even in that condition, I would insure it for $1,000.”
After finding a banana in the smaller pocket of Junior’s backpack Monday morning that had probably been there since the school handed him breakfast Friday morning, Mom asked, “Why is this banana in your backpack?”
“Because I like using it as a bananaphone.”
Most of what I want to say about Sky Daddy would spoil the afterword, which was a minor revelation for me. “Oh, jeeze.”
Set in San Francisco and viciously deadpan about it.
RE: https://xoxo.zone/@scruss/116020979287398246
Stewart Russell (@scruss@xoxo.zone)Delightfully odd and funky music from Quebec — Angine de Poitrine — https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0Ssi-9wS1so (their albums are on Bandcamp, just sayin' for tomorrow) #music #bandcampFriday I'l describe what they look like in the next post ... 1/3XOXO Zone (opens in a new tab)reminded about Angine de Poitrine by DJ Food posting about them, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ws3EAdMpEVA hell yeah
I mistakenly ignored the Wachowskis’s Speed Racer ( https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Speed_Racer_(film)) on release and now junior has asked to (and so I also get to) watch it a second time (with Mom this time) this year, and it is really pretty incredible. Wildly underrated.
“assault [on] every single modern aesthetic”. --Lana Wachowskis
A lovely coming-of-age (I learned from a Bookwyrm post that you can call these a Bildungsroman) New York City story with a lot of heart. Another reviewer called it a “funny-sad” which: yeah it’s that too. While I also more than enjoyed Auster’s similar 4, 3, 2, 1, in this case, the same kind of story (or, one quarter of the same kind of story), follows someone just under two years older than me to New York City so rather than the former’s dips into period-overexposure I had lots of “yes, hello” moments. I’m not a nostalgic person but that was a nice personal bonus.
(Also Cheers gets another well deserved tip of the hat in Beautyland, like it did in Exit Zero.)
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tfw work follows you hope
RE: https://zirk.us/@SmithsonianRoulette/116094653331515413
ik bin het, rembrandt!
RE: https://muffin.industries/@wayback_exe/116074611554981860
new insult just dropped
Snuck in 30 minutes on the picket line w/ UESF at Flynn, my kid’s school, this morning. Parent turnout seems up from Monday’s picket and Wednesday in Dolores but maybe my timing was just more aligned w/ other parents today and it has been great all week? Also we had a killer marching-band style bass drum player this morning!
Having the picket right along Cesar Chavez morning commute traffic is great for solidarity honks and I have to imagine the vibe is totally different (and great in other ways) at schools deeper in the neighborhoods. Also nice to see DSASF turned someone out too (who is probably also a Flynn parent, nevertheless, wtg DSA).
RE: https://mastodon.social/@publicdomainrev/116053252927843414
Fun fact!
Testard’s 15th century illustrations were the inspiration for Killer Queen (2013, https://killerqueenarcade.com/howtoplay).
How to Play - Killer Queen ArcadeHow to Play - Killer Queen Arcadekillerqueenarcade.com (opens in a new tab)Walked the UESF picket at Flynn for about an hour this morning. Junior was stoked to make his sign and to wear red but kinda panicked once we got there so he stayed across the street with mom.
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Children have an uncanny sense, as if imprinted in the womb, for when one of their parents try to immerse themselves in any hobby that predates themselves.
no, not that one.
The construction of “used to” that some but not all use sometimes to describe outlier instances is so weird to me. I see other people do it and think how implausible it is but, and then I find myself doing it too, and like, it serves a purpose and is fine?
“oh yeah like we used like ____" where the blank is some kind of outrageous or funny or cool thing that happened exactly one time, presented as if it was at least twice or in fact, annual or even seasonal for years in a row.
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we got a badass here
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I know i’m unranked and all, but we gotta nerf vizier meta.
The purpose of a t-shirt is to show that it can catch toothpaste that dripped out of my mouth while I was multi-tasking this morning.
Gelli Haha ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tqHWfxmsiDY) is so fun, I finally went and grabbed Switcheroo on bandcamp ( https://gellihaha.bandcamp.com/album/switcheroo) this morning.
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RE: https://mastodon.social/@vga_gradients/115911115720267313
it’s this time of year in the evenings in san francisco and it’s very subtle and very pretty
Ah, yes, Garfbert, one of my favorite remix Tumblrs (swept up in moving to insta and now who knows, best wishes to J.J.) https://garfbertcomic.tumblr.com/.
(one of my other favorite remix Tumblrs was seinfelt ( https://www.tumblr.com/seinfelt)).
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Just spite-posting drafts today instead of posting what I’m actually mad about, that’ll work.
Hi are you a registered San Francisco Voter? We’re gathering signatures for a ballot measure for a bond that will fund the construction in Sunset Dunes Park of a colossal Sancho Panza facing the dutch windmill in Golden Gate Park asking a collosul Don Quixote “Which giants?” Yes we are doing it to make fun of car-brained sunset voters. I know right? Idiots. Oh, no it’s not a baseball team reference but that is funny too. Anyway thank you for signing, have a great day.
Hi, are you are you a re—
You’re absolutely right, you asked for a to go box for the rest of your meal and I just scraped food and paper straw wrappers off of the unfinished plates in the bus bin into one for you.
Community tables 👎🏼
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Trip report nearly a year later: the home assistant music assistant add-on ( https://www.music-assistant.io/) plus https://www.radio-browser.info as a music provider are good enough now that I stopped using sonos apps entirely.
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