Scratch Pad: Sirens on a Sunny Day

At the end of each week, I usually collate a lightly edited collection of recent comments I’ve made on social media, which I think of as my public scratch pad. I find knowing I’ll revisit my posts to be a positive and mellowing influence on my social media activity. I mostly hang out on Mastodon (at post.lurk.org/@disquiet), and I’m also trying out a few others. And I generally take weekends off social media.

▰ It’s a lesser-known Gen X superstition that if you happen to walk by an establishment that’s playing “Come On Eileen” before 10:30am, it’s gonna be a better than average day

▰ Current status: trying to run the battery down on a device so I can then see what chargers it does and doesn’t work with. I unplugged it and had it play MP3 files of Buddha Machine tracks on loop with the screen at the highest brightness level.

▰ A beautiful sunny and warm day translates to the sound of emergency vehicles heading quickly to the ocean at dusk

▰ The concise if ambiguous narrative of a car* with a freshly broken windshield and, dangling from the rearview mirror, a bright blue disabled person parking permit

*not mine

▰ Spent the day in nature, which was beautiful, but being now back in the city, I feel the need to take a walk, not for the exercise so much as to feel re-centered. I think “glimpse graffiti” is my “touch grass.”

▰ Vibe: if The Secret Garden was a first-person shooter

▰ I finished reading my fifth novel of the year, Cory Doctorow’s (very good) Walkaway (2017). And now I wonder: Is its use of the word “enfilthening” an origin point of his later and more popular neologism “enshitification” (2022)? I also read the graphic novel Zatana: Bring Down the House, written by Mariko Tamaki and drawn by Javier Rodriguez.