Strange Algorithmic Feed Dreams I went to bed a little too late last night. I watched the movie Morbius and was surprised: from the social media and critical reviews, I had expected a terrible movie. It was fine, probably better and certainly more unique than most Marvel fare. Classic themes and archetypes explored: siblings, parents, […]
It’s been a year and a day since the start of the Russian invasion of Ukraine on the 24th of February. Putin’s and Russia’s genocidal escalation of the war they started in 2014. I was wrong about many things. I did not think Russia would launch a full-scale invasion. The idea just seemed so obviously […]
We are expecting a child. I feel a jumble. Many things. Some coherent, some not, a few to be shared. Miscarriage We experienced one some years ago. This was a painful, scary thing for us as a couple, not least because I as a man raised in a certain time and place did not have […]
Meditation on how weathers are different in different places, and how that is unknowable without experience, and how that says something about the limitations of imaginations and empathy without experience. Also, a buried lede.
A meditation on imagination, possible aphantasia, and AI art.
Why do people support negative leaders? Is it simple resentment?
The Impermanence of All Creations. AmWriting The editor’s notes sit in my mailbox. Waiting for me. Three years ago I started putting together a rulebook for my perfect tabletop roleplaying game. A companion for the UVG road-trip adventure. A roleplaying game is a strange thing. A kind of folk art practice, mixing improv theatre and […]
Really long post on why I think it is ethically and personally important that I support Ukraine in its struggle against Russia.
Six Months Russia’s criminal 2022 invasion and genocide against Ukraine has been going on for over 6 months. The war itself has been rolling since 2014. On the strategic field, it has been quite clear since day 3 or so that Putin’s Russia has shot itself in the face. I hope this also becomes clear […]
Linden Leaf The internal combustion engine rattles into silence and I get out of the white rental Škoda fabia. The drive didn’t clear out all the dead leaves. Yellow-brown, speckled with red-black and grey blotches. I rake them out from the car’s cowl with my hands and they let them fall like a shower of […]