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

(nobody does!)

Like my brownhouse:
   pseudoephedrine and leftover pizza
Friday, June 4 2021
Today I subsisted on pseudoephedrine, leftover pizza, gin, and two-year-old cannabis buds, which all added up to an okay Friday night by myself, though (as often happens with drug experiences) it wasn't quite as good as I'd hoped. After work, I drove with the dogs out to Home Depot just to get four more of those planters designed to sit atop deck railings (along with more garden soil). Gretchen said she'd like to grow flowers in some of these pots, but I can't be trusted to buy the correct ones, so I'll leave that part to her. One big side benefit of these pots is that they conceal the worst-looking part of the deck: the tops of the railings, where the sun destroys the stain and even some of the wood.

photos from walking the dogs in the late morning

The dogs on the Farm Road where it passes along the edge of a steep dropoff.

A large purple flower growing in the wetlands at the bottom of the Chamomile Headwaters Trail. I searched Google Images with this and it offered that it was an "Algerian iris." Click to enlarge.

A tiny wood frog in perfect camoouflage along the Chamomile Headwaters Trail.

Some sort of large snake (a king snake perhaps) along the Chamomile Headwaters Trail.

The stone wall the way it looks today. Click to enlarge.

Ramona near the stone wall.

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