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Please stop calling these silly things AI
They'll eat ya up, nom nom nom
Hey kids, stay away from computer jobs.
From now on I'm calling every pigeon by their proper name, Bert
Yesterday's time was strange. Long periods of shortness, short periods of longness.
"a balloon bursting behind one’s head."
squirrel report: tucked into a ball on the perch outside my window on this blustery day
squirrel report: my tan-ear-tuffed friend has survived the -25 degree cold days, to my relief
having a cry to birdhouse in your soul
Ready for some rain, again
Imperative programming is comfy
Hoping the kitty I'm watching will start snoring again, my recorder is ready this time.
Respect to the end of *Totem Pole* on *Sidewinder* by Lee Morgan
Radio advertisements slapping away sustained thought on the coffeeshop stereo. I'd like a real-life ad blocker.
Each piece, alone and then together
Feathers dripping dry from the drainspout with a new thought on his lips: *this is tedious*.
Some clunking machine at the coffeeshop is in perfect sync with the pop song playing on the sound system.
Oops! The magic smoke has arisen from the tweeter.
I don't hate fun... ...I think?
It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood.
away from keyboard, chair, life, etc
Best way to write programs: turn off the computer.
Glue my grandmother’s earliest ancestors onto the inside of an enamel urn.
Recordings mingle with the present
Recordings erase the space around you
"As HANNO says, 'My music is a universal hymn to the primitive pain and pleasure of being human'"
My coworker started chatting over wall this morning as we were both on the same server investigating something... it's the best chat client haha
John Wall didn't own a sampler until he was 40. Life can go ways, it's good to remember.
Sweet little squirrel skittering across the telephone lines in the snow, not slipping too much
Whenever I write O_RDWR it makes me think of Martin Crane
taku sugimoto's *since 2016*... down, deep... into the depths... pitch-sound-forms...
The temp says "fair" and I am inclined to believe this is also "fair" to describe life. It's fair, mostly. How are you?
Here comes the train, through the twigs while the birds wait
"Took my ride", says Maurice.
The library is so peaceful
Kory Reeder - if the thought evaporates #nowplaying
Hello to the train pulling through the park on its way to the grain mill.
The spider friend in my bathroom waved at me.
Somewhere I read that changing location, like entering a room, can rejigger neural pathways so that some things are associated with the space. It happens to me when picking up a laptop, too. In the moments where I'm drawing a total blank, and then suddenly the thoughts come easily again -- maybe that's my brain looking for the room it was in before.
Somewhere I read that changing location, like entering a room, can rejigger neural pathways so that some thoughts and memories are somehow associated with the space. It's the same for me when picking up a laptop. My purpose feels clear until I open a blank web browser window and my mind goes blank, too. In all the moments where I'm drawing a total blank, and then suddenly the thoughts come easily again: maybe that's my brain looking for the room it was in before.
Somewhere I read that changing location, like entering a room, can rejigger neural pathways so that some thoughts and memories are somehow associated with the space. It's the same for me when picking up a laptop. My purpose feels clear until I open a blank web browser window and my mind goes blank, too. In all the moments where I'm drawing a total blank, and then suddenly the thoughts come easily again: maybe that's my brain looking for the room it was in before.
Starting (again) to work on something very old, I discovered it modulates up by a halfstep twice. Up, up, done. Maybe I can work in some extremely slow contrary motion, too.
Starting (again) to work on something very old, I discovered it modulates up by a halfstep twice. Up, up, up, done. Maybe I can work in some extremely slow contrary motion, too.
I like it when I'm too distracted to want decide what to play, but there is a tape waiting to be flipped since yesterday.
Experimenting with going out at night and doing nothing much is a tentative success so far.
Today I have a feeling of déjà vu except it's a nightmare and it's happening in real life.
The soundworld of the river in February is pretty different from August. There are so many sloshy water-type sounds right now. I suspect some of it is actually fishes vocalizing. So hard to tell!
The last entry in my voice memos is a 436 minute mp3 recording documenting a period in the life of my pants pocket.
the hydrophone is back in the water again! two of them this time. i'm hoping the river will freeze soon. one will stay until the spring and the other will come in and out for me to listen in the meanwhile...
the hydrophone is back in the water again! two of them this time. i'm hoping the river will freeze again. leaving one until the spring and taking the other in and out to listen meanwhile...
Where did I file that People Like Us record? Under rainbow glitch? Nope. How about glitch dance? No... Maybe electro-acoustic improvisation or collage, cutup and tape music? ... it was filed under 20th century computer music, of course. I think I need to re-organize a bit.
New Helado Negro day!! #nowplaying
I have a habit of running system updates on my work laptop before going out for coffee. Like some kind of ritual to prepare to go into the world fully patched.
"You know who makes very good sandwiches? Felix! Did you ever taste his cream cheese and pimento on date-nut bread?" #nowplaying
"You know makes very good sandwiches? Felix! Did you ever taste his cream cheese and pimento on date-nut bread?" #nowplaying
George Lewis' update to _Voyager_: Forager I love everything about this. #nowplaying
How long will the tomte be out?
Looking at my logs for the first time in years, hello twtxt folks! I'm reminded I need to finish implementing proper @ reply support and all the various yarn extensions...
The country music vamp n' talk is a nice format. A stolen-from-the-blues-thing? I like the vibe of someone pouring out their heart into the mic in plain speech while their friends pour their hearts into their instruments gently in the background.
It's awfully distracting trying to get distraction-free, sometimes.