I know there are people who only check this blog for rabbit photos, and it’s been a few days since the last one, so you’re welcome.
Status:
A friend popped over today for a chat and to use some of my shed tools to fix his bike. Was nice and relaxed and we kept it short, but afterwards I got “busy-brain” so we must have been talking about something interesting enough to cascade my neurones, Kessler-style. Jigsaws didn’t help so I decided to go to bed for a bit and let my subconscious sort it out. Which it did! One mildly disconcerting dream later and I’m feeling OK, or at least functional again.
Overnight listening:
Reading:
- Hit by a Truck
- Joanne McNeil: levers that have grown rusty - I don’t know if it helps, but I have found myself thinking about power differently lately as I realize there are no kings.
- My next chapter with Mastodon - Eugen Rochko, founder of Mastodon, is stepping down in the least tech-bro way possible.
Watching:
Jigsaws completed:
- Five - originally photographed in Birmingham’s Chinatown, 2006
Telly:
- I Love L.A. - I’m a big fan of Rachel Sennott (Shiva Baby and Bottoms are so good), and this came recommended by my 20-something niece. I liked it, but fuck did it make me feel old. Which is probably a good thing? I think I’d acclimatised by the end of the first episode so will definitely stick with it, but wow, I clearly have nothing in common with (these) young people.