If you're interested, I wrote an update on the Zettelkasten note-taking system, one month in clerestory.netlify.com/zk1/ @dredmorbius @kensanata @alper

Been thinking about "OK Boomer" and why it seems so much more potent than the "Whatever, Grandpa" dismissal of previous generations. I think the difference is "OK Boomer" rejects not just the singular position as out of touch, but also encodes a rejection of an entire culture: you aren't just out of touch, your opinion arises from a worldview that is deemed invalid a priori. Your position is untenable *because* it arises from a cultural paradigm now considered fundamentally harmful. Savage.

Finally, I am trying TiddlyWiki.

If you use the AUR version of TiddlyDesktop, created a wiki folder and then tried to open it to be greeted by a page with broken CSS:

* create a "tiddlywiki.info" file in the wiki folder
* paste the content found in this github comment: github.com/Jermolene/TiddlyDes

comics convention, money 

"You SAID if I EVER needed a hand you'd be more than happy to lend one."

"I did, and I meant it!"

"Well, I need a hand NOW."

"I don't want to break my promise but..."

Both speakers paused as a cold wind howled over them.

"...I'm of a species whose hands don't grow back."

"NOW you tell me! So what DID you mean by lending a hand then?"

"A favor; like...bury a body?"

"Hmm... what about UN-burying a body?"

"Sure, yeah."

"Excellent!"

#TootFic #MicroFiction #Writing #TerylsTales #Paranormal

Qualche giorno fa in Norvegia due nazisti han rubato un’ambulanza e si son lanciati contro la folla ma per fortuna son stati fermati prima che compissero una strage telegraph.co.uk/news/2019/10/2

Ieri un gruppo neonazista ha tentato di dar fuoco al centro cultutale ebraico di Budapest haaretz.com/world-news/europe/

Le aggressioni nazifasciste proseguono da anni. Tutte note e documentate ecn.org/antifa/article/6192/fi

Eppure niente, il “pericolo nero” non trova spazio sui media mainstream...

I noticed a little pop-up donut shop and HAD to get myself one.

"What flavors do you have?" I asked eagerly.

The pink haired grandmotherly shopkeeper smiled, “Pumpkin Spice fritters, Glazed Blood Orange, Booberry Sprinkle, and Strawberry Scream-filled.”

“Strawberry please!”

I took a big bite--

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA”

--and almost choked; I could just barely hear the crone cackling.

#TootFic #MicroFiction #Writing #TerylsTales #UrbanFantasy

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