Who Ya Gonna Call?

I guess I'll be a little more motivated to keep up with this one way dialogue.

I am pretty sure I have everything from 2023 through now from WordPress on here now.  I have other things from other places that still need to go up here, and I have rough outlines of things living either on paper or in my head that I need to expand upon (2025 goodreads year in review, I'm looking at you) that I need to still get up here as well.

It would be a little easier if I felt like I had more time to do any work though. 

If There's Something Strange In Your Neighborhood

Yesterday was kind of a weird day, I'm not going to lie.

I was adding something that I wrote elsewhere to this in it's proper place, and discovered that people somewhere are actually reading this thing for some reason?  

I don't know how I feel about that. Obviously, I'm putting it out there into the wild world of the internet so I'm not allowed to be annoyed or disappointed or anything, I'm just slightly curious about how people stumble across my little corner of the virtual world.

Word of mouth isn't the answer.  I said something to one person about it in the last, what? Ten years? That was something like two weeks ago (If you are one of the people reading this, feel free to let me know next time I talk to you!), and I wasn't exactly specific on how to find it.  All I said was that the title has been Every Which Way But Lucid for at least the last ten years.

This is an extremely roundabout way of saying HELLO WHOEVER YOU ARE! Feel free to drop an email or comment or something, I'd love to know something about my (presumed) audience. 

It's Like You're Always Stuck In Second Gear

Apparently, the fans of the sitcom of my life want to see the next season story arc go something along the lines of "This Inevitable Ruin" > "Damage Control" > "Rooting for Team Mexico (in, I presume, the World Cup?)"

Go figure.

I should probably actually turn my life into a sitcom. 

From A Neon Moon

I ended up helping a friend take care of something today that she was avoiding for...A year. Once that was done, I went to pick up a copy of The Butcher's Masquerade for the Pineapple Cabaret chapter. I also realized that since it's winter time and dark out, if I was planning to read something else, I should have not forgotten my Kobo.

I snagged a teal GlowLight 4. I discovered that I didn't have my ebook library on the computer that was in my car, so I ended up having to buy a reading light to read the actual book that I picked up. I did hotspot the Nook to my phone and set it up, but the battery wasn't really charged, so I just let it be. I'll load it up in the next couple of days and see what I get with it.

I kind of enjoy Nooks, honestly. I still regularly use my Nook Color and a 1st gen Nook that I came across a while back. They have both gotten new batteries, and appear to be pretty happy. Hopefully I like this one well enough too. 

To Walk Along The Lonely Street Of Dreams

 

 

I appear to have ended up with my grandfather's Agfa Isolette III camera after he passed. I have a roll of film in the fridge that will work with it.  Why January, why? Why can't I have a nice day with colors other than grey for this?  Why must I wait until something like May or June to use this camera?

 

 

Ah well, such is the nature of seasons.

• Current Location:The Land Of The Wooded Greens
• Current Mood: creative
• Current Music:The Furnace

I'm A Poor Hawaiian Boy

All I have to say is that the pineapple is lying to you.

Pack Up My Belongings, I've Got To Get Away

 So about 20 years ago, I was trying to get things figured out for moving.  I was going to a place where I didn't have a great deal of personal space to work with and no internet access in any way, shape or form.  It was also almost an hour away from where I worked, so things were weird there too.

I only spent about a week living there before I packed up my stuff, again, and came back somewhere closer.

I'm entertained to note that the computer I was attempting to put together at the time, for the reason I was trying to put it together, wasn't easily done in those days, but now it is a way of life. Especially for me.

My aim was to downsize a desktop to a laptop footprint and use a USB hard drive as a permanent, high-speed storage addition. In those days, anything that I could get my hands on would not have come with a reasonable number of USB ports, and USB 2.0 was a maybe.  External hard drive? Hah!

I did end up building one out of a USB CD-ROM enclosure at some point shortly thereafter. It looked like a mess, but it did the job well enough.

I did eventually get a laptop for pretty cheap that could run what I needed it to run, but by then I was a little more established with life.

These days I have a few things going on that weren't a thing previously.

I spent several years running my home network data off an old Dell rack server (Which I don't appear to have ever mentioned anywhere here), and an HP network switch that were given to me.  I had to do a little updating on the server to get everything set up the way I wanted to, but it worked.  

Here is where things get relevant:

Once I moved into a smaller house, that didn't have someplace I could run a giant server and switch, I had to figure something else out.

I am now running everything that was previously on the server, which ONLY (I know, I know) ~6TB of storage space to a 8TB USB hard drive plugged into my primary desktop PC.

I could, however, run it off a laptop these days, because they are now powerful enough to stream high quality video and audio in the background and not suffer from too much in the way of performance issues.

It's crazy what twenty years can do. 

I'm Back In The U.S.S.R

 So I finally developed the pictures that I took with the Exakta.

More accurately, it is an Exakta VX IIa with a Carl Zeiss Jena Biotar 2/58 lens:

 The camera and lens were both pretty filthy, but after a decent cleaning, they didn't come out too bad.  Anyway, here are some of the pictures I took:

 

Given what the USSR had to say on the subject of religion, I found it both ironic and satisfying to use my first roll of film on one of these cameras at a Catholic Church.

There Ain't No Cure For The Summertime Blues

 Pictures.  I can actually place pictures in this space now, without paying for the ability to so.  Pity this wasn't a thing twenty years ago, since it caused me to migrate to a different platform.

I spent so much time not posting images to either of my LJ blogs, that I cannot bring myself to ruin the text-based world that I created here.

These posts will be (mostly) cross-posted on the blog that I migrated to, but I will not be bringing those over to this space.