Pipepipe has been working well enough for me recently 👍

"Technology is so much our slave that it would seem churlish to notice that it is also our master." -Matthew Crawford, 2009

Whoever put this box together made it work. Looks reasonably neat, no complaints there. What I'm more picky about is the exposed cable and incomplete tubing. In my jurisdiction it's permissible to have exposed unarmored cable in unfinished basements and attics, but it is nevertheless a hazard, and doesn't look as nice. Looks like they did the best they could with what they had though, given the brick to contend with. I'll give it a pass.

Cold, metallic door Swings on his rusty hinges Letting in, and out.

And it doesn't seem to have linked. Still figuring out YakiHonne...

New article dropped, exploring risk and taking responsibility for one's own life, from my own unique vantage point. "Though many lack the words to describe it, the modern consumer existence, free of danger, stripped of its highest highs and lowest lows, is abhorent to the free spirit and intrepidness that characterizes this marvellous species that we are so priveleged to be members of."

Good lord, that's beautiful.

Apologies to anyone following me, but you're about to get spammed with a bunch of reposts of old content. In an effort to treat my writing more seriously, I will now be using YakiHonne client to publish my longer, more serious pieces as proper articles, rather than just as standard notes which I have been doing so far. This will allow them to stand separate from any shorter, less serious content that I may choose to post, and keep them from getting buried, as I also use Nostr for more standard social media purposes. I have tried to do this at a time when, statistically, the most people are likely to be asleep, so as not to cause undue disturbance. Thank you for your patience.

Agreed. I bought my first quality Japanese blade (8" chef's) when I was 18. Almost 20 years later, it's still my daily driver and will probably outlive me.

The Arbutus menziesii (commonly just called arbutus or madrone) is a tree of considerable beauty. Often found in dry, rocky areas exposed to the sea, it thrives where most other trees would perish from malnourishment, drought, and exposure to salt. It is a tough little bastard. The twisted and crooked nature of its wood, however, make it unsuitable as lumber, and it has only limited use as veneer and, occasionally, firewood. Thus, between the difficult terrain it inhabits and its general unsuitability for human ends, it is not a target for loggers, and enjoys a relatively unmolested existence in the pacific northwest. It has neither the fame, nor the ever-present peril, of its grander neighbors; the douglas fir, for example. I feel a community of spirit with this tree.

The Global Seed Vault in Svalbard, Norway, is a cold storage facility for seeds. It uses geographic isolation, physically robust construction, 24/7 armed guards, and compartmentalization of assets to ensure the security of its contents. The lesson is clear: Seeds are valuable, and merit a high standard of protection. On the other hand, this is a highly centralized, custodial operation. We plebs can do better than that.