(3) fails to see the Streisand effect that may arise from the inevitable stories about (2).

Kind of sad about this. I always liked that these were not for sale, it kept the art making at the forefront. It was art for the doing, like yoga, not art for audiences, like ballet. Now I see a few have sold, although I guess they are bought as remembrances of his personality, not art?

I set iTunes (yes, more than a decade ago) on an old laptop to automatically import any inserted CD, set it at "Apple Lossless" and kept a stack of CDs. Just put another in when I walked past. Did 700+ this way. It was pretty painless, actually.

I had a phase where I was finding older CDs at yard sales—reissues were so heavily mastered for loudness and the older "pressings" of CDs were really different. I ripped them lossless and I'm glad I have them.

It's not an integrity issue if you have no integrity.

Hard without the Thanksgiving buffer the US has... which itself is semi-porous but holds back a lot.

I know a few researchers who contemplated a move to the UK, even going as far as a campus visit. All backed off due to costs+ low salary. And I know UK researchers who are happy there, too...

The inescapability of AI... it's actually the title of the piece (This is the Internet now)—these ads prove the point.

I think NEC published the Tick, and didn't it have one of those first printings that was very valuable and then counterfeited?

Glad he got in his astounding Tiny Desk. Musically wonderful and with a political punch and PR pride. youtu.be/ouuPSxE1hK4?...

Does a tablet emulating four phones count as one?

Did to Denton, TX to Tallahassee, FL ~1995, 21 hours I think? But that included a long stop where they took off a kilo of cocaine being smuggled by an abuela drug mule (she was at least 85, poor woman).

Lots of mainland tourists with Cyrillic inscriptions on t-shirts, too.

Great visualization!

1906: John Philip Sousa wrote a satirical takedown of a mechanical musical future filled with phonograph conservatories & children labelled musical prodigies for "playing" player pianos, where "automatic action proves the uselessness of eyes and hands and soul."