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Some Notes on a New Blog

My previous collection of posts began 21 Jan 2007 with a short message, the kind which would be absorbed in the space that Twitter now provides. I steadfastly refuse to let Twitter be the repellent thing it has become, in my use of it. Twitter will always be a TXT message to many, as it was when it started. Though, back on my blog, 400 posts and over a decade later, I knew I needed a change. WordPress, Ghost, Static site creation were all considered, planned for, but this is something else, nimble and based in text. It feels light and precise.

I used to upload handcrafted HTML to a web server, now I put text files in a local folder that synchronises with another computer and then a service. Also, I am exploring the command-line interface and fundamental technology as a reflex, searching for more flexibility and narrow resource use. Now I can update my site from a mobile device or any old computer with a terminal prompt. The terminal feels true and I am curious to see all that can be accomplished with this fine tool.

Know What Would Be Great

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By Cecil King (Cecil George Charles King, 1881-1942) - Library and Archives Canada, Public Domain, Link

Spicy Soup

This hot liquid is a sort of pho, ramen fusion and begins with scorching some sort of protein in sesame oil, water is in the kettle beside, boiling, while dried mushrooms, chilli flakes, soy sauce, sriracha sauce and maybe chipotle paste or umami sauce are added to the too hot pot. A sense of threat is required.

Something is included for crunch and is sliced and waiting to be added towards the end; celery, radish, something like that. Boiling water roars into the sticky mess, a package of ramen noodles tips in, maybe its dusty flavour packet too, if compatible. Sometimes an egg will make it in and it will need, right before serving, to be topped with burnt sesame seeds, Togarashi Seven Spice or seaweed flakes.

These Days

I have five things to do, that are too difficult to start. The more I think about them, they are all related and extend past me, but my current reflex is to hunker. When I feel like I have no spare time, forgetting the vancant silence of the morning, wrongness is my uncle.

Aftershave

Early One Morning

I have started to listen to the radio on my way home from the night shift. Radio 4 broadcasts the World Service over night and as they ease into regular chatter and news, the Shipping Forcast is presented. It is a good way ramp down to sleep and seed the mind for dreams of the sea.