Back Up All The Things Everywhere!

2020 marks the 20th year of me writing incoherent babble on the internet. At least it’s the twenty year anniversary of recorded ramblings.

The first proper website I created was a collection of pictures of the South Korean Playboy model Sung-Hi Lee. I’m not entirely sure when, but I suspect it was in either 1996 or 1997. All I can remember is that I was still in high school. Thanks to some creative search engine manipulation, my humble compilation of nude photos of Ms. Lee – who turns 50 this year – made it all the way to the top three list of the most popular sites hosted by Norway’s largest ISP. Then the ISP nuked the website, and I departed for my year of mandatory military service.

My first personal website was called Central Park West for no other reason than that it sounded cool and classy. I’m not sure when it was launched, but I think it was during my first year at college, so either in 1998 or 1999. After Central Park West came a site on my first personal domain, SnuffCity.com. I have a very vivid memory of taking the name from a song title I saw on the back of a CD cover I had on the desk in my bedroom. The problem with the memory is that, according to the internet, no song with that title had been published at the time.

So where I got SnuffCity.com from, I don’t really know.

2020: The Year of No Social Media?

Late last year, one of the more voices in the Linux community, Bryan Lunduke, announced his 2020 New Year’s resolutions. One of Lunduke’s resolutions was to cut social media out of his life, a thought that has crossed my mind as well.

Here’s a quote from his Patreon post, 2020 New Year’s Resolution: No Social Media, No Cellular Data:

Yep. Cutting Social Media out of my life.

I’m talking about things like Twitter, Facebook, LinkedIn, the Fediverse (Mastodon, LibremOne, etc.). No more posting, reading, liking, commenting on, or re-sharing posts on any of those services (or any services like them). I’ll keep the accounts so that nobody else can claim them and pretend to be me… but otherwise, they’ll be shuttered.

Bryan Lunduke, December 22, 2019

In today’s day and age, that’s pretty radical, especially for a guy like Lunduke. He runs The Lunduke Show, a show about technology news, Linux, and retro computing, and social media is a key tool for building an audience for an online show.

Don't Buy From Sonos

To postpone the eventual strip mining and destruction of Earth, we have to stop buying shit we don’t need. Or at least we should buy said crap second hand in an attempt to at least delay the inevitable extermination of the human race.

One company that manufacture and sell junk you desire (but, and we’ve been over this a few times already, don’t really need) is Sonos. The American consumer electronics company is well-known for their high-end speakers, both smart and dumb.

Sonos’ ridiculously expensive speakers are arguably of high quality, which makes them popular on the second hand market. If you bought a brand new Sonos speaker, you can sell it on the second hand market with minimal loss of value. That’s great for your wallet, great for the environment, and great for whoever saves a bit of money by purchasing it from you.

It’s a win for everybody. Except for Sonos. They don’t want anyone to buy their speakers used. There’s no money in that for them. Instead, Sonos want everybody to purchase their speakers brand new. So what did these evil, conscienceless fuckers do?

They introduced Recycle Mode.

In a World of My Own Design

Welcome to a piece of my mind I’m pretty sure you’d wish you didn’t know existed.

Imagine if the life that you thought you shared wasn’t really there. It was made up in your mind, could be anyone, anywhere. You’d be living in a world of your own design, undermined. In another place, other space and time.

So goes the first lines of Clean Bandit‘s Dust Clears, a track from their 2014 album New Eyes. The song continues:

Imagine if the friend that you thought you knew wasn’t really true. It just existed in your head, the reflection used wasn’t you.

Even though I listen to a lot of music, I don’t really listen very often. I prefer to work listening to music, and while it might not actually be the case, I imagine that it helps me concentrate. So the majority of the music I listen to is basically advanced background noise.

But sometimes I listen, and when I listened to Dust Clears, a really weird thought began to grind in the back of my mind.

The Second Tale of a Doomed Colony

It’s not over until everybody’s dead. Again. (Or: Let’s play RimWorld.)

Well over three years ago, I posted The Tale of a Doomed Colony. It’s a story set in your favorite base-building-survival-strategy-sandbox-game, RimWorld. The time has come to read through the diary of another colony administrator to discover a different tale from a RimWorld colony1.

These are our three unfortunate colonists:

Hansol “Alice” Lee is a 16 year old mute without social skills. She likes to stay up late, and has a way with animals.

Lidia Delacruz is a 52 years old former test subject turned body guard. Lidia’s social skills are non-existent, and she has creepy breathing. She excels in both shooting and melee, however, both skills that I’m sure will come in very handy. Lidia’s creepy breathing will probably make it hard for her to sneak up on anyone, though.

The third, and final colonist is Vladislav Delacruz. He is 64 years old, and suffers from severe Alzheimer’s. He also has a psychite addiction, which I’m sure will not become an issue… Vlad is quite the craftsman, so let’s hope we can keep both his Alzheimer’s and drug addiction at bay. Vlad is Lidia’s brother.