Part two in a series.
Two definitions of “weird” from Merriam-Webster:
Of strange or extraordinary character: odd, fantastic Of, relating to, or caused by witchcraft or the supernatural: magical By capitalizing The Weird, I’m obviously intending it to mean something more than the everyday, first sense of “weird”: unusual. When people say something is weird, they mean that it is something they don’t have a ready explanation for. The paradigm they inhabit is not sufficient to explain it.
Aesop Rock has announced a new album and it looks like he’ll be doing some tech critique. The first release “Mindful Solutionism” indicates that we’re looking at another great album.
Landmines, Agent Orange, leaded gas, cigarettes
Cameras in your favorite corners, plastic in the wilderness
We can not be trusted with the stuff that we come up with
The machinery could eat us, we just really love our buttons
Nine days from the final draft of audited financial statements. Almost there! The bad thing about the busiest time of the year falling in summer means that summer goes by way too quickly.
Folks, Rachel found the bullfrog that lives in our pond eating a bird as big as the frog itself. I’ll spare you the picture. I had no idea they’d eat anything that big. We have now named her Nessie.
Last night Rachel and I watched “The Unbinding”, the new documentary from the Newkirks. If you’re interested in haunted objects, I highly recommend this one. Available on Prime.
I saw that today’s photo challenge word was “cycle” just as I settled in here at Taste of Belgium in Cincinnati for a Kwaremont, a beer designed for pro cycling fans. Named after one of cycling’s most famous hills, it has the same ABV as the hill’s average gradient.
The Mavericks 1994 album “What a Crying Shame” mostly reminds me of Dwight Yoakam, which is probably why I love it so much. Dwight Yoakam will always be my favorite country singer. But the Mavericks are more than that–proof of which can be heard in their wonderful 2020 album “En Español”. 🎵
We have reached that point in the annual audit that I feel like an old-timey telephone switchboard operator during a gossip emergency.
Well look at this: actual newsprint. From Heartwood, a forest protection org. Newsprint, by the way, is far more compostable than the full color glossy magazine you might get from the more bougie environmental groups.
