I haven’t made this dinner of spaghetti and sardines for a good long while, and last night was as good a time as any.
It was just a little chilly on the front porch with this morning’s coffee, but a lovely, quiet calm way to start my work day.
I’m so deeply disheartened at Vice’s shutting down of Waypoint. It has been such a source of insight and joy. If its strong patron-supported model of critique and community can’t survive – and let’s be clear, it’s not that it didn’t make money; it didn’t make enough money for some small group of assholes to care enough to keep it on the books – then… well, fuck capitalism, go home.
The next few weeks of podcasts are going to sad bangers.
It’s New Josh Ritter Album bedtime. Hell yeah.
Continuing my weekend of exploring my own web stuff, I’m digging into my logs for the first time in a while, and finding GoAccess to be a really nice, lightweight, and useful tool.
This afternoon’s tinkering with some Hugo config has sent me down a rabbit hole, I tell you what. I’m wandering through the SQL tables of my old Textpattern site (first post, Jan 2002!) and scrolling deep in my long-unused Day One journals. I started with thinking about picking up Day One again for a focused photo journal, and now I’m hit with this almost crushing weight of seeing so many memories collected together. It’s a lot, y’all.