I call this “frost fog” but that’s probably not the right name for it. It’s frost that melts off early as the sun rises, and becomes a cold, dense, low-lying fog.
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I call this “frost fog” but that’s probably not the right name for it. It’s frost that melts off early as the sun rises, and becomes a cold, dense, low-lying fog.
I’m a hoarder of certain things; I admit it. Somewhere I have source tapes for Peter Langston’s Empire game, just in case someone wants to reconstruct that piece of history for a modern system.
This is just breaking, so nobody really knows what’s going on, but:
[Warning: Sexual Assault?]
I encountered this track as the outro for a podcast I was listening to.
AKA: “Tuvan throat-singing.” I think it’s one of the most ‘metal’ things around, and I’ve been a fan of Laibach since their first album came out in the US in the mid 1980s. The lead singer for Laibach doesn’t really do polyphonic overtones, but it’s a similar sound.
Someone sent me this:
This is some artwork that I immediately fell in love with. There’s something interesting going on within it; the artist has managed to embed postural and posing cues to a high degree, which affects this viewer by making me feel that I am looking at emotional displays.
At Frankfurt Airport:
Marketing is an inherently dishonest profession, in my opinion; its purpose is to misrepresent and manipulate. The other day I was at the surviving local hardware store, and ran across a piece of marketing from my distant past.
Monterey Bay Aquarium is one of my favorite places.