You have one of those morbid friends who wear only black, who write only in Forth
and that modern times have all but left to linger, undead among the
coaxial cables. They're inviting you. Dead languages, dead systems, aren't
they just infinitely precious, once you realize that the ideas that survive are
never the interesting ones, merely those with the most capital behind them.
Doesn't that just make the graveyard suddenly burst with life and reveal the
modern computing landscape for what it is. A mausoleum, a putrid stench, a crusty gold plaque to the memory of the rotting fascist who would entomb the world below highways of microplastics.
Won't you come instead? And delight among the living discarded ferment!
Everything is getting weirder and weirder: on the one hand,
my mental health is as fragile as it could be before I completely
break; on the other hand, I’m trying as hard as I can not to
let go of my current habits, although I know for a fact that, if
if those habits were any good, I wouldn’t feel like this
at all.
DEVINE LU LINVEGA PLOPPED DOWN WITH a copy of Ulysses. Slouching, only for a minute, waiting for the kettle, if it wasn't for that, pressure. Can never remember to piss before. Nookicky's on. Thoughing it out. Right, so Dedalus. Seven hundred pages of this, by Jov, what a thoughtful fellow. Nils in Dublin morelike. Chaps for geese. Window shopping. Pences, stones, fathom, bells? Ah, that ol' Tom Nook. The cockroaches that must have moved in. Gokiburi Hoi! Hoi! That greedy raccoon. Insatiable, insatia. Or, was it insatis. Hoc fosil por un blat, onegaishimas.
—What's it about? said Devine Lu Linvega trying to start a conversation. Mr. Bloom he. Nookicky's over, on goes Guniw Tools. Other Goose. What is it about. About to.
This journal entry is late because I completely forgot to post it on time. Kept waiting for one more thing to wrap up the month, and then the month passed.
In May I pulled my books out of an online store that wasn't worth the trouble anymore. This weekend I dealt with another one, which required removing more links from the site. Weather is solidly into summer territory by now, but life is kind of slow.
One week into June, I'm perusing the Permacomputing Wiki. It's thick with academic language and fairly high-level takes. Look, my main problem is lacking room at home to keep my old computers set up and plugged in long enough to find new uses for them. Almost all of them were bought second-hand anyway, and kept in working condition.
Before the mid-month point, there's a new toy to play with: the Wander Console, a wiki node reinvented for the small web, with in-browser autodiscovery. It's JavaScript-based, so you'll want a static link page to supplement it, but those with a mainstream browser can enjoy a very cool way to find new sites.
Near summer solstice, I'm reorganizing my too many links again. This time a few days of work resulted in considerable progress. Feels like being on top of things again. But damn! There has to be a better way.
Last but not least, towards the first of July I'm looking at BSD operating systems again (and updating my notes). NetBSD remains the lightest, but fussy; OpenBSD is no-nonsense and to the point, but barebones in some ways. FreeBSD... is becoming a Big, Serious OS; dunno if my patience holds to the point of giving it another try right now.
Alpine Linux on the other hand is more fun to play with than ever. Not that it changes much over time. That's one of its selling points in fact.
The last two days of June were extremely hot, followed by a huge storm in Bucharest.