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:
   stared at by a cat
Monday, September 19 2022

location: rural Hurley Township, Ulster County, NY

I took delivery of a used Chekoh Hercules IP camera today, which seemed like pretty good equipment for $20. It had pan/tilt features and a 2K sensor. Unfortunately, though, I could not get it to unbind from whomever had it last, and going through the process of resetting it over and over was driving me crazy. I suppose I could repurpose its innards for use in a Raspberry-Pi-based product, though it's unlikely I'd be able to use the 2K camera if I did that.

I have trouble focusing on anything when someone is staring at me. That someone could just be a cat, but that's all it takes. This afternoon at some point Oscar the Cat was sitting near my right ankle staring up at me, probably getting ready to leap into my lap. I just couldn't take it, so I got up and left. It was thundering outside at the time, but I didn't care. I went into the nearby forest (within 200 feet of the house) and found a few smallish pieces of bluestone that might be useful at the cabin. Later I took a bath, another good place to go to get away from fucking cats.
When Gretchen came home from work, she was disappointed I hadn't made dinner. But she microwaved a crappy Asian teevee dinner and made do and we watched another episode and a half of Severance (the extra half being so we wouldn't be left hanging, which is what literally happens at the end of episode four).

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