Category: junk drawer

  • Lessons learned

    Oh! The trials and tribulations…

    Can you imagine my surprise when I was denied access to this site this morning?

    The error message I received from Firefox and Chrome were similar and made it sound like I might have been hacked. “Lithuania”, “geoblocking”, “security certificate invalid”, and all kinds of unsmiley indications (including a spam contact message overnight).

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  • Fasting Out the Funk

    Photo by Dylan Vo on Unsplash

    There’s something appealing about taking up fasting again. I laid awake at my normal lay awake time last night (2.45am to at least 3.30am) contemplating taking up fasting. Not the hardcore fasting where you go for days on end. I’ve already proved to myself that I have that kind of willpower that it takes to pull that off. I lasted 7 days, or maybe it was 10 — I forget — when I was much younger. I actually needed to will myself to get back into eating after that period of time, whichever duration it was.

    No, what I’m talking about is something closer to intermittent fasting. I haven’t thought out the details, but I can see limited fasting as a mental and spiritual exercise. Besides, I’m starting to have a hate side of the love/hate relationship with food emerge again.

    Or maybe it was the thinking about that summer and autumn in Seattle before returning to Minnesota. Those days, I had to remind myself to eat. Some days I didn’t bother. I was definitely on a “I hate food” binge at the time. Coffee was good. I drank a river of coffee during that time. Smoked quite a few smokes too.

    That was all fine and dandy when it was just me living out on my own, but the family would worry about my mental state and health if I approached things that way now, so it would be better to just limit and eliminate some of my food consumption rather than all-out, hardcore fasting.

    I’m not sure what I would want to accomplish. I’ve got my eigengrau moods that come more often than they go. And it wouldn’t hurt to rewild my spirit a bit. A touch of hunger has a way of bringing out the feral.

    Maybe I can fast out the funk?

    There, a title for this post — catchy and topical. Just the kind of thing SEO managers love.

    Have you fasted? Any particular reason for doing so if you have? Do you think it is weird and unhealthy? Comment away!

  • oh, ffs

    Apparently, I’m a “commercial site” according to WordPress because I had the audacity to point to a book of poetry that I’ve written. Therefore, to keep Jetpack, I should pay them more than I have ever made on said book during its lifetime each year to keep Jetpack. Or remove the offending link/page. Not doing so will mean losing the functionality of connecting my site to WordPress.com readers.

    Which I have. Gods forbid I promote something I authored. They might not get their cut of my meager earnings. And a pound of flesh while their at it.

    I hereby certify that I make not one single penny from having this site up and functioning. Choke on that pound of flesh.

  • Brief and bass lives

    Bass and electric guitar
    Photo by Juan Montana on Unsplash

    I have been doing that dangerous thing called thinking and it revolves around getting back into making music again after a long spell away. All of this listening to postpunk/darkwave/synthwave/coldwave has gotten my brain tick-tocking (with the occasional disturbing click) and I very tempted to go out and buy myself a new, not piece-of-shite, bass guitar, lay out some drum machine tracks and go to town on writing a couple of new songs in that vein.

    Although I don’t know how many folks remember the Neddies (Ned’s Atomic Dustbin), but the thing that made them interesting is that they used two (2) bass guitars for much of their music. While I’m not looking for that Midlands 90s sound, I think it would be fun to steer things in the direction of old school postpunk with double bass guitars, one playing rhythm and the other playing the melody (think ol’ Hooky, especially with New Order where he played the melody while Bernie or Gillian sequenced the rhythm bass).

    I’m just realizing that the above two paragraphs might be complete nonsense to the uninitiated. But think! Think! How cool that might sound as long as you got the sound punchy enough so that both bass lines didn’t end up in the mud!

    Now plotting how to add a “good enough” electric bass to my collection of instruments…

  • The Dust Settles, But Not The Moss

    This morning I was able to identify the buggy element of the commenting system and now things seem to have settled down on the site in that respect. Or, rather, comments and WordPress.com integration have been behaving as expected all day and I’ll count that as a win.

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