I bought electronic music pioneer Susan Ciani’s 1982 album Seven Waves. Truly staggering atmospheric work. 🎵
Spotlight (pun unfortunately intended) on an everyday industrial curve; who hasn’t benefited from the humble street lamp? 📸
While in Penn State a few weekends ago, I got to have shoofly pie. You know what? Pretty damn good. 🥧
I’m convinced the primary motivation for the widespread AI push is for bosses to suppress wages and eliminate jobs. 💽
WTF with Marc Maron is ending. I’ve been listening since 2013, when I heard a clip of the Michael Keaton episode on WNYC while driving around Brooklyn. What a run. 🎙️
You know what I think? Me neither.
I snagged Head Of The Love Club, an EP by up and coming British pop singer Gretel Hänlyn, on the strength of Drive. Nothing else on the record comes close to that one for me, but there’s a lot of promise. She’s one to keep an eye on. 🎵
Day 3 photo challenge. Shadow of the laundry chair. 📷

Been grooving to Animalize’s new album Verminator. They’re like if ’80 glam and thrash metal got in a car crash in France. 🎵
If this isn’t a big ‘ol nostalgia pile, I don’t know what is. Day 4 photo challenge. 📷

I got a spider bite on my pointer finger last night. I’d point out that I don’t like spider bites, but that would be pointless. 🏴☠️
A little on the nose, but here’s my reflection for day 5 of the micro.blog photo challenge. 📷

Great article on green dreamer kaméa about the importance of slowness in activism.
“Slowing down is not a function of speed. It’s not, ‘let’s take a break’, ‘let’s go on vacation’, ‘let’s leave it all behind.’ It’s none of that. Slowing down is a function of deepening awareness, noticing the others in the room.
I started listening to the article on 1.5x, then was like, “what am I doing?”
“Debutants and schoolboys.” This quote brought to you by a note I jotted down and forgot the entire context behind.
Day six of the micro.blog photo challenge on “contrast”. I think I nailed it. 📷

The 31st Ave open street is really cooking. You can tell because I’m doing the disco.

There’s a guy selling pop up el pastor tacos a block from my apartment. Let’s go. 🌮