Weird dream.

Last night I dreamt about Serbian guerilla fighters in a muddy field beneath a looming cliffside containing a network of caves. The sky was cloudy and overcast, and it was all damp and probably drizzling. I was in the field, dug into the grass and mud, and then I was inside the cliffs with the…

🎵 Now listening. Turrican Soundtrack Anthology, vol. 2 by Chris Huelsbeck, and the rest of the Turrican Anthology soundtracks. How have I not encountered this music/game/composer before? These soundtracks are magnificent. The first track of Turrican II ("The Final Fight") alone is worth the price of the whole album. Instant buy! Turrican Soundtrack Anthology Vol.…

Cool thing of the day. 830 metres: the world record for single-stage water rocket launch altitude. Video proof! And I have gone down the rabbit trail of watching water rocket launches on YouTube today. This is a great account not just with launch videos but home-grown experiments and tests, all very educational.

💡 Things I looked up today. Obsidian. Conchoidal fracture... apparently there are names to the many ways that minerals can fracture. Materials science (is always fascinating): malleability, toughness, ductility, brittleness, plasticity, shock. Why crazing happens. Water hammers, hydraulic rams.  Heron's fountain, invented in the first century AD.  The physics behind water rockets. Now, how to incorporate these…

To mend the rifts in friendship and social media.

A few months ago, I witnessed a rift in friendship. They were once good friends who were close, but then an incident arose. One hurt the other one. In response, the other one hurt the one back. And so, they fell out. I was not there to witness the falling out, but later I heard…

“What is my responsibility as a creator to the thing I create?” Whether that’s a child, or a book, or an album, or a painting. I think if I create something, it’s my responsibility to love it and give it its best chance in the world. And if I don’t do that, not only am…

At the wedding.

It was the latest in a string of incredibly cold days this week: frigid, overcast, drizzling continuously. But it didn't stop the wedding from being, in a word, splendid. Both are not native to this land. She speaks five languages, and spoke all five that evening, welcoming family and friends from all over the world…

We should put these {video tapes} all in chronological order. Although I guess it's hard to remember, sometimes, the order of things... — 💬 Emily, in Un Pueblo de Nada (Episode 4.5), Kentucky Route Zero

BEN: ... so then [the radio] won't mute while it scans between stations. BOB: OK. Cause that's where they live, right? BEN: Um. No, you just want that constant static noise. BOB: Right. The noise, that's where they live. BEN: They don't "live" anywhere, dude. They're ghosts. EMILY: I didn't hear a voice at all.…