RSS feed — max tabackman fenton Kirby Wed, 19 Apr 2023 09:51:28 -0400 sadjflkjsdlf and other slight breezes. many tricks moom settings Wed, 19 Apr 2023 00:00:00 -0400 I've used Many Tricks' Moom for years for window screen management and hit the hotkeys for this maybe 500 times a day. Unfortunately the settings have no export/import and every new machine means digging up and re-creating this list of custom configurations. Documenting to share and for reference.

Key binding = control+option+space
Define using 6 x 6 cells

A: A1, F6
L: A1, C6
S: A1, C5
D: D1, F5
M: B1, E5
T: A1, F5
Z: Move to bottom-left
X: Move to bottom-right
G: A1, F3
B: D1, F6
R:  D4, F6
100 wpm Fri, 17 Sep 2021 00:00:00 -0400 ]]> angelus-novus Mon, 13 Sep 2021 00:00:00 -0400 ]]> fifth week home Tue, 14 Apr 2020 00:00:00 -0400 Fifth week homestuck. Little to say. Finished a book (finally) and realized I hadn't logged any this year. Forgetting what was missed. Groceries in abundance. Work in abundance. Focus is scarce. Time to keep better notes.

What Was Left Fri, 28 Feb 2020 00:00:00 -0500

In 2007, I knew Jason Polan because he had a website and an email address. A website could show a picture. It could tell a story. His showed someone who painted ants on walls and made drawings and zines and booklets.

I don't know which of his projects I'd heard of first, but he was exciting. And he was nice. We made a plan to have a show for him in Charlottesville, Virginia at a space I helped curate, and timed it so it happened the last week of May, while he was literally moving from Michigan to New York. In an email he said he'd make "As many as I can" - and that became the name of the show.

He arrived on a Friday morning with his car packed. For moving. And he'd brought a show's worth of framed drawings. Of giraffes. They were all giraffes. And the price for every piece based on how many giraffes; something like $20 + the number of giraffes. 30 giraffes in this one? $50, I think. 100 giraffes in this one? $120.

But the knockout was a thousand index cards, each with a drawing of one giraffe. I remember it was my first day meeting him IRL and we were hanging a grid of a thousand index cards with tiny pieces of white archival artists tape. For a show that same night. It filled a thirty or forty foot long gallery wall. It was spectacular.

None were the same. No order was given to which faced one way or another. When they were up, every one was worth spending a moment with. Seeing which way it was facing. Where it was looking. Choosing a favorite. Changing your mind. He and I watched this little world before people came to the opening. They'd pick one they wanted, take it off the wall, and give him a dollar or put it in a box. Little by little a whole other shape appeared. Gaps. The giraffes looking at each other over widening distance.

The next night, Saturday, he gave a workshop in the space called "How To Draw a Giraffe and Other Large Animals" He talked about art train and a little about moving. Kids came. Artists came. Grown-ups. He drew any animal anyone named. More giraffes left the wall.

On Sunday, Jason and I took a day trip to North Carolina to Lump, and I think Jason stayed friends with the folks there forever after. By Monday, I think all the framed pieces had sold, and about 200 giraffe cards were left. He told me to keep those. And then he got in his car and moved to New York.

What he did in New York, in all the years since, seemed to have the same good energy of those three days in Virginia. Drawing. Meeting people. Drawing. Giving drawings away. Drawing where you could see him. Drawing at home. Drawing at Taco Bell. Little challenges to himself in quantity and quality and essence. And to no other judge.

When those unsold giraffes came off the wall, we jokingly called them "WHAT WAS LEFT FROM AS MANY AS I CAN (dimensions variable)" —
"What was left from as many as I can."

We all know he made as many as he could. As much as he could. And what was left is a lot.

It will have to be enough. And we have to share it.

Thank you, Jason.

edit: found these photos of the install

Tape Deck Fri, 14 Feb 2020 00:00:00 -0500 "tape deck"

I'd been trying to get an Ion USB Tape2PC to play through an iMac using Audio Hijack, but that app doesn't monitor audio unless you're recording.

Just thought to check the Rogue Amoeba site to see if they make any other utilities and found Loopback which let me monitor the USB audio input. As a bonus, it let me name the source, so now it shows up in Audio Hijack as "Tape Deck" instead of "USB Audio CODEC"

Now playing: Massive Attack


Update 2020-02-17:

Whoops. Loopback is $99 and does way more than I need. Turns out if you hold the Option key when you click the Sound menu bar, there's a super fast way to shift the native Input Device, i.e., monitor the tape deck or any other USB input audio. Ha!

2020? Sun, 19 Jan 2020 00:00:00 -0500 Aaaaaand. It’s been a year since I posted an update.

2019 Wed, 13 Feb 2019 00:00:00 -0500 It's 2019 already.

Cameo Wed, 13 Feb 2019 00:00:00 -0500 Hey everybody, here's a live Sharon Van Etten show I've listened to a dozen times in the past couple years. Maybe it'll help you, too.

that was a year Wed, 24 Jan 2018 00:00:00 -0500 That was a year. A couple of wordpress projects, a couple of gigs. Bought a house and moved to a different town.

placeholder Mon, 30 Jan 2017 00:00:00 -0500 Placeholder for a blog post.
Placeholder for an edited stream of words that is not shouting.
Placeholder for something helpful and concrete.
Placeholder for something I can say to my child, with dignity, when she is older, if I am still around. Or not.
Placeholder about this slide into a fascist crusader-state.
Placeholder about finally getting it, a little. Whatever it is. Each day hand-over-hand-ing it around a mountain-size prism to see another facet.
Placeholder about reading Hannah Arendt.
Placeholder about Hungary liquidating its entire Jewish population in the span of a year. Beginning to end
Placeholder about always wanting to see Prague. Budapest. Vienna. Capitols. Castles.
Placeholder about sleepiness and the feeling of lying down.
Placeholder for some kind of hope, but also no obligation to hope.
Placeholder for obligation to her, my child. To children.
Placeholder for some sunny warm future day, flipping through pages, finding this.
Placeholder to come back to when there's time, if there's time.
Placeholder to remember emergency, even if only later to laugh at, as if you even knew.

winter (in america) Thu, 22 Dec 2016 00:00:00 -0500 Well. Here we are. Winter again.

What a year. A year as a dad, without my dad. And that election. Amirite?

Some plans:

  • keep improving my coding and sysadmin skills
  • volunteer those skills a little more, for folks who need 'em.
  • make more calls to congress and find ways to contribute to strategy
  • aggregate some of the links that pour through twitter and into summaries and possibly make that into a weekly email
  • be kind, even more
  • spend a little time each day reading books, now that I basically have them all