Show newer

Finally fixed the bastard gate.

Opens like a dream now. No more lift, shove, kick, shoulder barge.

Yup, nothing to see here. I tried to connect ncmpcpp to spotify vis mopidy.

And, well, I did.

Come what may, I'll be forever grateful for, and never forget these mad few seasons we've had with this eccentric old man.

My grandmother being first in line at the hairdressers when lockdown was eased and some memories of family from childhood.

I attempted a slightly more coherent and detailed write-up of my micropub setup. More specifically, how I use Indigenous to post to my site.

day seventy something.

Think if I hadn't got webpub working, so I could post through the Indigenous Android app, I'd have fallen off for certain this past week or so.

Not much to write about today since it was a day for staying indoors for a few reasons.

I shock myself by getting some work done and resolve to restart my search for a concentration playlist.

Today you get sports chat. Sorry, I know most of you have less than zero interest but this is me.

If you can handle me at my sports, you don't deserve me at... You get the gist.

I've honest to god lost count. 97? Must be, right?

A day so boring I could feel fingernails growing.

But my application to sustrans has progressed.

Tomorrow I will take Mrs Basil on a bike ride as she chips away at her virtual pilgrimage.

Not being able to go to the coast has been one of the toughest parts of lockdown for Mrs Basil.

Today we got out there for an hour or two.

Finally got around to the task of organising the cellar. After using it as the place to chuck random crap the day we moved in.

One of the things that technology improves my enjoyment of immeasurably. Observing nature.

Show older

The social network of the future: No ads, no corporate surveillance, ethical design, and decentralization! Own your data with Mastodon!