On this date four years ago, a mnemonic courier named Johnny agreed to what he thought was just another job, helping exfiltrate data from a pharmaceutical conglomerate.

My version of getting back to the land is moving more off streamers and setting up a Navidrome server with FLAC rips of my entire CD collection, so it's vaguely appropriate that this is the first song in an artist and album alphabetical sort.

Three years ago, “Time After Time” got stuck in my head. I’ve since learned to play it on three different instruments. This week, I got to see the queen herself.

If you see this, quote with your first anime.

Making a best guess here. Wikipedia says this started running in the U.S. a year earlier than Noozles, Nickelodeon's other '80s koala-themed Japanese import, and clips of Belle and Sebastian aren't knocking any memories loose.

It was a sprint to the finish after taking a week off to watch Hysteria!, but Carpentober is officially in the books. Not a lot of surprises, but it was nice to finally fill in some of my more glaring omissions.

It took a few days to get going but welcome to Carpentober.

I loved Patrick Swayze as much as the next person but that’s sure an odd one to give its own holiday.

100k off from being a palindrome and the hex code for a not-especially-appealing shade of green.

The first video in my iOS Photos app, apparently

I’ve been to every Bumbershoot in the decade I’ve lived in Seattle and the revamped, smaller version of the last two years might be the best in that time. Give me a few names a certified old will recognize and I’ll spend the time between those sets wandering around, discovering new faves.

Maybe you need to be a scientist to understand but I don’t see how training the cows to be pickpockets helps.

If this is initially confusing because, like me, you’re not sure what “subscribe” or “label” mean in a Bluesky context, this is what it ends up looking like.*

* As long as the app supports it. Skeets for iPadOS doesn’t seem to (yet?)

This is the third dockless car share service that’s tried and folded since I’ve lived here. Sucks that there’s apparently no way to make the economics work.

They were a lifesaver when I was moving and found out at the last minute that the city’s hazardous waste home pickup is for seniors only.

There’s not much that can shock me anymore but I am astounded that this hasn’t been used as a title for someone’s spicy vampire fic.