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Hunc nunc. Hunc nunc? Hunc nunc!


   “Wenn ist das Nunstück git und Slotermeyer? Ja! Beiherhund das Oder die Flipperwaldt gersput!”

Here’s the recording of last night’s (2019-11-08) 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 right, just like real life.

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:

Memorial to heroic self-sacrifice. (via FutilityCloset)

An exercise in a simple but effective shooting-and-editing technique.

Another teaser/trailer for future events in the /His Dark Materials/ series, which has finally started!

How we get rubbers. This factory is in Thailand, which explains the narrator’s BBC accent. But it turns out that, far and away, Maylasia supplies the world with rubbers, of course, in hindsight.

A Czech children’s charmingly rubbery teevee show: The Flying Ferdinand.

Amazing real photo of a city in the clouds, with explanation.




Thriller. High school kids and their cool teacher.

How they used to have an /I am sorry/ gesture. So much grander than a text message.

Narrow bike trail.

Long menus.

Take the 5.

Here’s the whole song but live on stage:

I like the first one and the third one down.

The last visible package. (via b3ta)

“I’d never seen astronauts sleeping in space before. It’s much more creepy than I imagined.” (via Everlasting Blort)

Atomic gardening.

Powder puff dogs.


About Louise Brooks.

The jealous-girlfriend/unfaithful-guy meme played out with stock photos.

Charles Tyler sent this. William Dalrymple on the ruthless rise of the British East India Company

Ruben Bolling’s latest.

Yes, that was close.

This is /crazy-eyes/. When you hear somebody described as having /crazy-eyes/, here is what that means.

Trump’s words put in Red Skull’s mouth.

I hope you have fifteen minutes for the most interesting Veritasium video yet:

Test yourself further.

And further.

“Yeah. Uh-huh. So seductive. I take you to the candy shop. Let you lick the lollipop.” I understand it to be metaphorical.

Coming up.

Hate for sale. Neil Gaiman wrote this.

As Event Horizon, the film, is to 2001: A Space Odyssey, this is to Monty Python’s /The Joke That Won The War/. WARNING. HORRIBLE.

Rerun: Monty Python’s /The Joke/ sketch. Warning, delightful. (And deadly. If you use Google Translate to get English back from the German version of the joke, it results: /FATAL ERROR/, and a good thing, too.

The Smith & Jones Nazi generals sketch.

Ze Frank’s latest.

Do it yourself. How to watch the entire development of a chicken embryo into a live peeping baby chicken in your own kitchen. It involves a plastic cup, some vinyl food wrap, and calcium DL-lactate pentahydrate.* (I’m suggesting the obvious continuation of the project to the chicken salad stage. That isn’t shown here.) (*Whatever you do, don’t substitute in G-23 paxilon hydrochlorate, because the resulting chicken can become highly aggressive, committing unspeakable acts including cannibalism, rape, and self-mutilation. “What’ll happen if they take the ship?” “If they take the ship, they’ll rape us to death, eat our flesh, and sew our skins into their clothing. And, if we’re very, very lucky, they’ll do it in that order.” Anyway, read labels and use as directed in the proper quantities.)

The mysteries of marriage. (30 min.)

Octopocle limbo. It seems cruel to put it through this, but we’re assured that it’s not being hurt. It seems to me that the captive octopockle is already in a sort of limbo, between worlds. Forcing it to literally /do/ the limbo is a little on the nose, or beak, rather.

Lamb of God, doo doo doo-doot doo-doo.

A conversation between two practitioners of the criminal arts of different generations but an obvious spiritual kinship.

The amazing Wham-O Air Blaster toy. You might have to turn the sound all the way up on the video. Not because in your youth you were deafened by a Wham-O Air Blaster toy, but because they just recorded it too low.

Paris, France 100 years ago.

Britain 65 years ago.

Humans on trolley buses. Odd.

How we get heat sinks. I had thought they were cast, but they’re shaved and bent. Huh.

How we get springs.

Grandfather’s clock.


Russian techno on a Jew’s harp.

Their secret lives.

And see? The whole /world/ isn’t crazy. Thank you for your service. I like your style.


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