A week ago it was pouring with rain - and cold - because it was winter.
Now its pouring with rain - and humid - because it is summer.
Another list. #winning
These days I write using an app I help make called Obsidian, but it’s a delusion to think it will last forever. The app will eventually become obsolete. It’s the plain text files I create that are designed to last. Who knows if anyone will want to read them besides me, but future me is enough of an audience to make it worthwhile.
Obsidian is the foundation of my new Blot Powered Wiki.
Sometimes it feels that I see one of my federated posts on the interwebs - whilst on my own feed I get;
The page you requested is still being published. It should be available soon.
I was going to publish this in my newsletter - for interest it might have - the audience is possibly something with a broader interest, so here it is - and I will link to it from there.
My Blog: has been around a long time. (Well over 10,000 posts - and my first post recorded there in April 2005) - and I know that isn’t everything - because on my hard drive I have an archive folder called ‘blogs over time’ - still waiting to be assimilated.
Beyond that, whatever I post there is automatically routed to;
🔗 Threads and even
🔗 Tumblr and no - not Twitter
In this way - you can keep up through your preferred social feed of choice - follow along with your own account - reply and everything is routed back to the mothership.
If you want the best way to follow (IMHO) , then RSS is your friend.
My Wiki: on ‘Structured Thought (newly launched - early stage) can be found at
https://wiki.philpin.com - with its own RSS or JSON
.. and then there are;
my ‘cobbler'**s shoes’ web site at https://philpin.com is under a refurbishment program that I hope to complete soon.
my currently dormant podcast
my public library of public and private documents
… and much more to come.
🔗 The Bluestocking 393: Orcas and popstar perks
How was my week, you ask? Well, it contained 100 percent more orcas than usual, which was delightful.
Not being picky now - BUT
There is only 1 Orca in the photo. So for ‘100% more’ the other is hidden? Because if Helen only saw one - and prior to that only saw zero - then the sentence should have read something like …
How was my week, you ask? Well, it contained infinitely more orcas than usual, which was delightful.
… “something like” - because I would need to check my Cantor if it is actually infinitely - or another order of infinite .. it has been a while.
This relates to ‘Structured Thought’.
I guess you wouldn’t think to look underneath the scooter for instructions as to how to leave the scooter … though to me, it shouldn’t be that hard to work it out.
Just leave this here to marinate.
I sell my soul - but at the highest rates.
🔗📼 Harlan Ellison 18 years ago #PayTheWriter
Had cause to post this today - again - on a LinkedIN feed.