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").



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decay & ruin
Biosphere II
Chernobyl
dead malls
Detroit
Irving housing

got that wrong
Paleofuture.com

appropriate tech
Arduino μcontrollers
Backwoods Home
Fractal antenna

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Friday, August 18 2017
It was a rainy morning and I didn't get up as early as I had been. It's taken awhile, but my internal clock is returning to its more normal Eastern North American settings. I struggled well before actual working ours on tracking down the mysteries related to the old ecommerce site I am trying to partially-migrate to WooCommerce. Oddly, much of the javascript and css (including the HTML code to include them) was being live-spidered off another site, so tracking down where all the code was coming from was distressingly difficult. The final difficulty was solved by my overworked colleague Nicole, who referred me to some still-not-tracked-down CSS that was producing a fancy mouseover effect. That seemed to be the thing I needed to know in order to be certain I would be able to do this thing, and that knowledge was so liberating it actually kept me from making any further progress. For me, just knowing I can go somewhere is often enough to satisfy me; I don't actually need to go. Of course, in the real world, when I'm being paid to do work, that's not enough.
All the craziness with Trump and his outing himself as a nazi sympathizer has me spending more time back in the world of Facebook. I've started making memes again and using them to rub the noses of right wingers in the shitshow dumpsterfire of their chosen führer. Here's an excerpt of one:


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