Fresh Fruit for Rotting Vegetables, 04.15.20

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It’s 82° F and clear in Bakersfield today. The sort of day that, TBH, we don’t see all that much. Late spring through early fall is, usually, oppressively hot, and late fall through early spring tends to be right above freezing. So days like today are a treat.

I probably ought to cut out of work ~30 minutes early — before the sun gets too low — go sit on a lounge chair by the pool, and tell myself “If this isn’t nice, I don’t know what is.“

Other Music

An amazing looking documentary on iconic NYC record store Other Music. They’re doing a virtual screening April 17–20th in partnership with a bunch of indie record stores, including my local fave. (thx)

We’re on the Brink of Cyberpunk

While Blade Runner’s once-distant future of November 2019 feels resonant in so many ways—vast corporate power, persistent surveillance, life in a time of constant crisis—it misses the actual 2019’s most salient feature: an inescapable, painful awareness of politics and of the presence or deliberate absence of government in daily life.

Our dystopia is already here — it’s just not evenly distributed.

Flipper Zero

Speaking of cyberpunk, this portable “tamagotchi for hackers” meets hacker multitool looks like a blast. RFID, Infrared, GPIO out, rubber ducky emulation, iButton support… (via)

PowerWash Simulator

One of my favorite things to do after a stressful day is throw on a pressure washing video and just sort of zone out.

Okay, so now that you know that, you’d better believe that I was thrilled af to discover this game — which just dropped as an early beta. I was less thrilled to see that it’s (currently) Windows only, but I’m hopeful that it’ll be easy to port elsewhere because Unity.

I don’t know about you, but I’m good with calling it a day at four links.

Guess I should go grab a tallboy out of the fridge and pull up a lounge chair before the sun up and calls it a day.

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