Brad Enslen

I’ve reached my limit on subscriptions. I don’t care what you are selling, if it involves a subscription it’s DOA.

For lunch I ate a Cosmic Crisp apple and it sure was good. Cosmic Crisp, Honey Crisp and Granny Smith are my favorite apples.

None of these were around when I was a kid so back then Jonathan apples were my favorite. But the fire blight got to them so I hardly ever see Jonathan’s in the stores anymore.

I’m pretty sure there is a US Department of Pine Cones.

Electric vehicles would look better with tail fins.

I just tried out Bluesky. Interesting. UI is very Twitter-like, so it seems familiar, only more controls. Could be a nice compliment to Mastodon.

Washington DC Republicans are invertebrates!

#supportukraine #stronglanguagewarning

From the archives: People, the Analog and Shaping our Society.

We’re in election year craziness and somehow this seems appropriate to bump.

My favorite part of watching (old) TV shows is when the hero just drives up and finds a parking spot right in front of their destination. Just pull up and park. Not like me circling around and finding one 4 blocks away.

Supper tonight will include a side salad. That’s the only thing I know for sure. I’m not even sure what salad dressing (I only have 3) I’ll put on it. Now I have to figure out the rest of the meal. This stuff never happens in the movies.

So Trump is selling Trump ugly sneakers now. If you see anybody actually wearing them in real life please take a picture of them and post it on a social network.

Just a reminder. in case you are boycotting Oreo cookies, that Hydrox cookies (made in USA) are available on Amazon. I liked them.

Maybe it’s my web browser. Maybe it’s XTwitter slowly breaking down. It seems I can no longer follow anyone there. Also, my notification count never seems to disappear - ever. And my notification count keeps rising but when I check them there is no new notification there. Kinda weird.

Not to be controversial or anything, but you know those molded plastic chairs that are supposed to go on our patios? I hate them.

I might be imagining this but I swear YouTube is slopping on more and more commercials and ads every week.

Maybe the anti-trust lawsuits have got Google so worried they are cashing in while they still can. Or Larry and Sergey want another 757.

Okay, hot dogs, mac and cheese and a salad for supper. Let it be written. Let it be law.

There, that’s settled.

Good morning. The best part of morning is that first cup of coffee.

It’s interesting watching different timelines on each social network wake-up and start getting busy in different time zones.

I’m easily entertained.

Self censorship:

Silence like a cancer grows. - Paul Simon

We can speak out. It’s not without risk, people might be offended, people might attempt to bully us. But we are adult men and women, we can take it.

Calm, polite, thoughtful, reasoned writing will be our sword and spear. Truthfulness will be our armor and shield.

You see, the bad guys fear our words. That is why they mock, bully and censor. It’s why they burn books. They are terrified of us.

Yesterday, I encountered The Mother of all Captchas. I can’t describe it, but I had to take off my glasses, get my eyeball about 3 inches from the screen, shut one eye, squint, sacrifice a chicken on top of an old CRT monitor, dry it’s entrails, burn said entrails and get high on the smoke, before I could see what the heck the Captcha images were.

The captcha was guarding a form. I don’t blame the webmaster for placing it there because I’ve had forms overrun by robots myself. I do blame the spammers that run robot networks that do nothing but spam forms. This shit is killing the Web.

Does anyone know of a list of blogging platforms that support having comments?

Two spaces after a period and before the next sentence. I make my stand upon this hill.

RCA, Zenith, General Electric, Magnavox, Philco, Admiral, Emerson, Sylvania, and Panasonic, Sony, Sharp.

Name TV brands from the 1960’s.

Attention, please! Breaking tea news

Now, do carry on.

#TeaNewsNetwork #breakingteanews

And the furnace quit and it’s winter. Also, middle of the night. Grumble, grumble, grumble.