The oldest and most obscure weblog. Probably. Lovingly maintained and neglected by Shawn Kilburn.
Yeah, I also have a ton of things open on my phone’s browser too…
Samuel R Delany is an amazing science fiction writer. Check out this review of his book NOVA.
A very mysterious game about a boat! What’s not to love.
Ishmael Reed’s MUMBO JUMBO has some fierce, unrelenting language. Amazing stuff.
Click, clicky, click. (Or tap, tappy, tap.)
Abigail Nussbaum writes some pretty great stuff about movies, tv, games, and etc. Check it out.
There are always more things.
David Bowie’s son started a bookclub of his dad’s favorite books. All on Twitter, basically.
STAND STILL STAY SILENT: I dig the style on this post-apocalyptic webcomic.
Nothing needs piracy more than the academic publishing racket. RIP, Aaron Swartz.
I dig the style on Gareth Damian Martin’s website. Lot of cool game, art, design stuff.
(No, not that one. The other one. We’re talking huckleberries, not raspberries.)
Stoov Rumpkin thought hard about the choice. It had even gone so far as charts, graphs, and spreadsheets. Not that that had added much clarity to the whole deal, but still, there was something satisfying about filling up little unreal boxes with cold, hard numbers. Not to mention all the delightful stylings that could be applied: borders, colors, angles, arrows, muffins, and crosshatching. Some of those numbers even related to real things! Like how many stuffed weasels lived in Aunt Augustina’s gold filigreed hatbox. Really, a surprising number.
It wasn’t every day that Rumpkin had to make a decision like this. There was a lot riding on it. The whole day might go pear-shaped if he made the wrong decision here.
Suddenly a hobgoblin writing on a scroll and riding a warthog leapt over the ottoman and presented Stoov with a bill for damages. He reluctantly accepted the bill ($4,372 for bent and broken cutlery; $572 for scorched linens; and, $17 to replace a nice set of gardening gloves that, inexplicably, were missing three fingers between them) and the hobgoblin rode off, ululating all the while.
Stoov stewed for a bit. Crumpled up the bill and tossed it on the pile. Of other bills. For damages. To things. So many things.
Man, I forgot how much fun old school web logging is.
A good summary of the Stoic philosophy. If I have any guiding principles, these are probably them.