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Z.Z.’s sleep-away camp for disordered dreamers.


   “Why don’t we get the joyful portents, I want to know.” -Elijah

Here’s the recording of last night’s (2019-09-27) KNYO and KMEC Memo of the Air: Good Night Radio show ready to re-enjoy. (Left-click for instant-play. Right-click to download.) And thanks to Hank Sims of Lost Coast Outpost here’s a page with the latest show and also other ones going back a couple of years. And you can go to Links To Recorded Audio, see above, and hear older shows yet, though the farther back in time you try to go, the less likely it is to work, just like real life.

No-one showed up to talk, and Alex didn’t call –I hope he’s all right; he broke his leg last week, remember– and I read pretty fast, so I used up the material I brought by around three or three-thirty, made use of some leftover stuff from weeks before, read a story in the New Yorker that the AVA recommended highly, and rightly so. I read a story from a book I found in my box, by Karen Russel, that now I remember Alice Einhorn loaned me years ago, oops. The book: /St. Lucy’s Home for Girls Raised By Wolves/; the story, the title of this post. After that, a set of music on the subject of dreams sweet and not, and then an old radio show about a nightmare science experiment gone horribly wrong, involving hubris, of course, and the resulting giant intelligent/malevolent uncontrollable spider monster addicted to drugs and bent on carnage. A pretty good show.

Besides all that, here are links to further worthwhile educational and/or sensational items that I set aside for you while gathering the show together, found mostly thanks to the fine websites listed to your right:


Another camera on the back of another eagle!

Breathe. You are alive. (Looping.)

Guide to stains.


The latest from the Playing For Change project. See? People are okay. It’s like the Jews used to say: the /whole world/ isn’t crazy. They don’t say that anymore so much. And then there’s something like this, and things are nice again for a little while. And then it’s over in five minutes, and back to normal. And that’s life, and it’s better than never feeling anything at all.

100,000 attractive human faces free to download and do what you want to with. Go nuts, humiliate and disrespect them, rub them on yourself, no problem because they’re not real people. Caveat: if the image you abuse yourself to looks like a child, you can still be arrested, not like Secret Agent X, the Nigerian prince in the NSA spying on you through your phone or webcam. I didn’t make the law.

How antivaxxers sound to the rest of us.

How social media works. Or how /they/ work. Whichever you prefer, now that nobody cares whether things are singular or plural anymore, or about capitalization, or whether an apostrophe is really called for.



Art. I love this.

Ads, kids, ads! Keds, kids, Keds!

A typical child’s germ handprint in agar. If that’s a regular-size petri dish, that kid’s got /teeny/ tiny germy hands.

“Of course you will dream, SAL. All intelligent creatures dream.”

An octopus dreaming.

A sweet little compilation of dancing in movies.

This is just the beginning.

This reminds me of Isabella Rossellini’s glass leg full of beer in the brilliant film /The Saddest Music In The World/ (shot on 8mm film in a frozen winter Canadian warehouse). “I’ve got schmalz routines that could wring sobs from a moose.” “If you are sad, and like beer, I’m your lady.” But an arm, not a leg, and without the beer.

You go, kid. (via b3ta)

How to give a fractious cat an enema, the cat being portrayed by Louis C.K. I’m just kidding. But he does look a lot like Louis C.K., who I still think, despite his disgraceful disgrace, is a genius. Just look at the body of his goddamn work. Look at /Horace and Pete/.

How to give a rather more normal and patient cat’s eyebrows a mechanical massage with a two-lobed alien sex vibrator. Apparently you go in from the other side.

How to write thrilling love letters. Remember, exciting love letters keep her thinking of you.

How we get electric guitars. (Just to let you know: you can pay a thousand for a real Fender Strat, or you can pay a hundred for a Squier Strat, and if you put the same gauge strings on them they sound and play exactly the same.)

Rerun: How we get cruise ships.

The answer to the question you’ll remember from when you were little: What if /everybody/ peed in the pool?×940.jpg

Rocket dog.

Space kid. This is the early 1960s in L.A. as I experienced it. And I’m looking at the gun, now, in the holster, and I realize part of why the teevee show /Firefly/ resonated so in so many people’s minds.

Pillow Astronaut. Which is your favorite? Also, see the film /Predestination/.

Lovely, high-rez, color-enhanced Mars. (Full-screen and scroll down.)

Awww. (You might have to click the sound on.)

How to tell who painted what. You can memorize these rules in five minutes and it’ll be useful for the rest of your life.

Two Argentinian guys are riding around on a scooter in Argentina, robbing people for beer money. Hey, there’s a guy, let’s rob him. Gun! Gun! Oh, wait, hi. Good friends. Sorry, bye, good luck. Take it easy, man.

Just real-life quotes from Cadet Bone Spurs (or Fat Donny Two-Scoops, you choose) about the Ukraine scandal, pressed onto Lucille Bluth photos.

The different colors different elemental gas plasmas glow. When I was playing with high-voltage in the 1980s I had access to air (mostly nitrogen), gaseous water, helium (from party balloons), and carbon dioxide. Air glowed blue or red, as I recall, depending on the level of current, water went greenish blue (and ruined my homemade vacuum pump), carbon dioxide was green, and helium was orange-red, a lot like neon.

Scotland sped up.

And now I know: Spanish stonehenge are not just pretty words to say.

Withernsea. It’s back on the map. And can you blame it?

The Tiptree sneeze.

Catapult operation for the sailor. In case you ever have to do it, you’ll know how. (29 min.)

Giant cross falls on drummer. Turns out it /is/ heavy, brother.

Lightning music.

Animated knots.

Porcapizza’s latest.

The real natural food.

And a fancy supercut-overview of food in animation.


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