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").


decay & ruin
Biosphere II
dead malls
Irving housing

got that wrong

appropriate tech
Arduino μcontrollers
Backwoods Home
Fractal antenna

fun social media stuff

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Like my brownhouse:
   unrequested two-factor
Tuesday, October 20 2020

location: rural Hurley Township, Ulster County, New York

We had a fairly warm day for this time of year. It turned out that Hurley Mountain hadn't experienced a frost, so the growing season continues, with its assembly line of tomatoes and peppers. I had some leftover Indian food for a late lunch and then my boss and I gave a presentation of our past nine months' of work to our head hauncho, and it went fairly well. I've had things go much worse after much more work on my part.
At some point today I tried to make a purchase on using the login I have used for perhaps the last 20 years. This time, though, I was being challenged with some kind of two-factor authentication, so I couldn't get in. It was sending emails regarding this situation to my old gus at email address, which appeared not to be working. I thought maybe I'd correct this at the domain host,, but it turned out that I was locked out of that by a two-factor authentication thing that I hadn't asked for there as well. This forced me to call, where everything I heard in its phone menu through me into a rage. Fortunately, the hapless Indian guy I talked to was able to add an email account to my hosting account, thereby allowing me to disable two-factor authentication. But the experience left me furious and exhausted.

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