Dating myself by referring to “gaming”: Eu-Can Bowl (at Eubank and Candelaria), between PONG and the machine where you dialed in your birthday and it spat out an IBM card with a graph of your biorhythm. The “you crashed!” mechanic had your car flipping off the track in slow motion. Sooooo cool.

Dear previous owner: the solution to irritating book goo is Goo-Gone or your local equivalent, NOT sealing the goo behind a layer of packing tape, thereby obliging your successor-in-interest to mop up a layer of Gen2 goo.

ARC Thrift yesterday. I don’t know whether to be proud because someone finally managed to purge all their useless thirty-year-old manuals (IYKYK), or sad because they died.

I did make sure he had good company on the shelf tho

Not a Pink Floyd Noir Detective AU, nor an exploration of early VR worldbuilding in the music industry, so what is the point exactly

Normally I’m annoyed when an eBay seller fails to disclose that a book is ex-library, but for this, I’ll make an exception.

(Trust me, it makes a lot more sense if you remember when Duane Gish was constantly in the news. And also if you’re familiar with William Corliss’ Sourcebook Project.)

Same time, same thrift shop. (Were the graphics licensed? Who can say? SEE ALT TEXT FOR ADDITIONAL THOUGHTS.)

Perhaps I will “PICK IT UP” (lol) and put some coffee in it later.

Picked up thrifting (the day after Enragingaction Day, ironically) pleasantly surprised they still haven’t been scrubbed from the web in the JESUS CHRIST ITS ONLY BEEN TWO WEEKS

The thermostat is currently set to 64°. The windows and exterior walls of this place are so well insulated that the heat leakage from the downstairs neighbors makes it too hot to sleep in the winter unless we crack a window in the bedroom. Even when it’s in single digits outside.

Hall-effect joycons cannot possibly come soon enough

#splatoon3 #frostyfest #switch2

2.5 hours researching old army surplus stores for a reply I ended up not posting. Oh ADHD I just can’t quit you!

(Noted: The owner-founder of Cooper’s Western Wear bought two-page spreads in the Albuquerque Journal in 1987 and 1989 to share his racist/eugenicist theories on population control.)

Here’s an object distinctly of its moment, specifically the intersection of rave/online/hack/phreak/demoscene/etc. cultures during the last few seconds on planet Earth before THE WEB became A THING. gopher, finger, ftp, bbs numbers, abound but if there’s an “http” in here anywhere I didn’t spot it.

Thrift score: four out of ?? volumes published by Wyandotte Chemicals to promote the various materials they processed and sold. Like midcentury industrial films in book form, they toss overconfidence and naïveté into a blender and press FRAPPÉ. Fun use of alchemical symbols in their branding too.

Cleared my head for a couple hours at the ARC Thrift this afternoon and found loads of New Mexico/southwestern stuff and even some surprise intersectional indigenous/queer lit (the Hectic Planets were a very lucky eBay score)

I loaded up on cheap Charles Grodin books after watching Midnight Run last week (hey it made sense at the time) and got a little surprise when they came in today

Cmdr. Shackleton’s Junior Explorers Adventure Club reporting for duty

Hard to beat the realization, while working on your software development resume, that all your jokes about “only spending 10% of your time on software development” were actually pretty accurate—aside from it being for a lot longer than “the last couple of years” 😬

With apologies to Mr. Jerry Van Amerongen.