Your leaking thatched hut during the restoration of a pre-Enlightenment state.

 

Hello, my name is Judas Gutenberg and this is my blaag (pronounced as you would the vomit noise "hyroop-bleuach").



links

decay & ruin
Biosphere II
Chernobyl
dead malls
Detroit
Irving housing

welcome to the collapse
Clusterfuck Nation
Peak Oil

got that wrong
Paleofuture.com

appropriate tech
Arduino μcontrollers
Backwoods Home
Fractal antenna

fun social media stuff


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   January 2014

01: under a shimmering layer - Not much of a sudafed buzz.
02: Kiera resurfaces - Instead of being eaten by a coyote, she moved into a plastic igloo across the street.
03: just below 70 - As warm as I can make it in the living room when it is no more than 13 degrees Fahrenheit outside.
04: vomit contagion - Also, a karaoke party in Willow.
05: another Indian option with Thai - Near La Florentina on Ulster Avenue. We didn't try the Thai option.
06: valerian - A polar vortex approaches and I take 1880 mg of valerian root.
07: frankenphones - Merging earmuffs and a broken MP3 playing headphones into one unit.
08: Uncle Walter - We get a new cat from a shelter in Accord.
09: domestic dog fight - Eleanor attacks Ramona over a piece of leather she doesn't even want.
10: social calendar not empty - Visitors cancel a trip upstate, but there was also a dinner party scheduled.
11: once you have shell access - CPanel and WHM suck.
12: moonrise at the abandoned hotel - A dusk dog walk with friends.
13: Darla scare - She makes me think she was eaten by a Coyote. And then she gets a hold poked into the skin on her head.
14: any creature larger than a fist - Walter vanishes.
15: dinosaur horse - Mixed luck making crude wire sculptures.
16: wire humanoid - At least I got off my lazy ass and made art.
17: De Beers and Gold Rush - Is this reality show being secretly sponsored by the diamond cartel?
18: Shakespearean adderall - Smuggling vodka into a show on Broadway.
19: my own personal classic rock - At least there is pop, until I get tired of Rihanna singing about monsters.
20: as if looking for a meth lab - More visitors from Project Cat.
21: polar vortex returns - And flaws with the burning of Black Locust.
22: typing glove weather - Also, watching a preteen rap while I'm on pseuodephedrine.
23: ash data point two - This time it 20.5 pounds of ashes in 33 days.
24: Ramona and the greenhouse - On sunny days, it's a tropical paradise for about two hours.
25: Youtube-inflicted internet nostalgia - Watching the classic Guided by Voices lineup covering their classic songs in 2011.
26: wine under the table - Cheap bottomless wine at an Indian restaurant. I hope the state liquor control board doesn't crack down.
27: shitting in the winter woods with dogs - What to do when large rocks are frozen solid to the ground.
28: chromatic illumination jellyfish - Also, a bit too much social and doggy chaos at a dinner party we hosted for friends.
29: dognado begins - Launching into a week of dogsitting a demon spawn.
30: on the thick-pile shag carpet - More troubles with dog poop.
31: jackhammer's first use - After two months, the water in the greenhouse has fallen to a level low enough to permit me to use my Christmas toy.