Monthly Archives: August 2013

At any rate, here’s some notes from my personal life organization. Your mileage may vary according to your phenotype ;). The normal waking-working pattern is completely wrong. People generally wake up as late as possible, rush to work, die a … Continue reading →

I’d like to revive this topic because it’s been a specific interest of mine over the last two months. I’m on a very strange schedule right now. Daily routines don’t seem to suit me, even though I recognize the benefits. … Continue reading →

I need to do a lot of filling in (bass, drums, maybe vocals, keyboard pads), but the only part I’m really worried about is the percussion. From a couple hours of focused observation, it doesn’t appear to be very complicated … Continue reading →

This is a cover of an old novel. John C. Wright explicated in the usual way, but failed to mention the beauty of this psychedelic image. After a quarter century, I seem to have discovered a visual style that appeals … Continue reading →

Not bad. Pared down the blogroll a little bit this summer. Bible Genesis Exodus Leviticus Numbers Deuteronomy Joshua Judges Ruth 1 Samuel Matthew Romans Books Alice in Wonderland A Magic Broken The Hobbit Fellowship of the Ring A Field Guide … Continue reading →

ESR wrote another dumb essay on racism. I hope he doesn’t take a nosedive like Sinfest took into feminism. Sad to see a once-decent comic shitting itself in the gutter. If you’re curious, here’s my best guess about the effect … Continue reading →

Liberty Bliztkrieg, via Mike Krieger, via Tyler Durden, via Zerohedge, via Vox. This is one of those stories about the gold market that almost seems too wild to be true since the numbers are so extraordinary. According to a Reuters … Continue reading →

There’s a curious sort of writer’s block that accompanies an overabundance of ideas. It is entirely isomorphic to choice addiction a la Dalrock, or the more familiar indecision that accompanies a panoply of possible choices that is too large to … Continue reading →

I’m back again, even though I said I’d never.