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Hope and cringe.


     “People in a position of power always want everyone to shut up about abuse of power.”

Here’s the recording of last night’s (2020-10-16) KNYO 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 little bit. (That page sometimes needs an extra refresh to get the latest show to appear on top. Look at the date next to the title. It’ll be the date of the end of the show, Saturday morning.)

I said I’d put up the Dory Dan material tonight, but I’m not ready. The stories and even a few photographs are still coming in. Wait a bit.

Edit (2020-10-31): Here it is in the Anderson Valley Advertiser.

Besides all that, here are some links to worthwhile items that I set aside for you while gathering the show together, found mostly thanks to the fine websites listed to your immediate right:

Drone flight video is more and more like dreams of flight. I love the way it goes right past the subjects and flips over and back to follow, keeping them in the frame the whole time.

That’s going to add up to $10,000 by the time he’s done.


Catnip: egress to oblivion?

Mirror dive.

Then and now. (via NagOnTheLake)

Postcards from the future. Wish we were there. (via EverlastingBlort)

Fine, then. (via b3ta)

Scream of the bikini. (via b3ta)

1. “He just wanted animal fur.” And 2 through 8.

Don Pauly, things have, uh, changed.

For 3,000 years, swastikas meant good luck. Then /bam/ and goodbye to all that.

I know you. You vant to plug in your phone charcher. You come here, you give me hugk first. No hugk, no charcher. (via×800/media/img/photo/2020/10/photos-week-1/a16_RC27EJ90UZYD/original.jpg

The story behind the song: Popcorn.


Mastery of the medium. Everybody else can go sit down. (via

Speaking of which. If you’ve ever rented an electric-start 12-hp ditch-witch to save you having to dig a few measly yards of ditch to put pipes or cable conduit in the ground, and then it was all so hard, reading the instructions, driving it off the trailer, steering it along the path, hosing it off, putting it back on the trailer and driving it /all the way back/ to the rental place and feeling tired and satisfied with a job well done, compare yourself to this woman whose physical body is a real-life gas-powered shovelhammer and who could probably casually pull your arms off like a boiled chicken.

Try it now.

Just the trailer.

I must’ve been living on some other planet to only just now be finding out this guy exists. And the drummer, too. Wow.

Repete. (That’s how they spell that over there.)

Teeth. (via NagOnTheLake)

Safe fashion show. (via NagOnTheLake)

Nature Planet.

This magician apparently lives in a place where people are terrified of magic. I’m afraid someone might punch him, or hurt themselves by running away out into the street without looking both ways first.

I like the hotdog one. And the last one.

An abandoned music school in Chernobyl. (via Neatorama)

They had this building technology in the year 1357. Why aren’t we living in cities in space by now?

Panty raid.


Propel. “When this performance was completed, the dispassionate rider was replaced by an ear whose height was the height of the artist. The robot then performed the same choreography. The robot that choreographs the ear also carved it.” (via b3ta)

And Dory Dan at 16 back in the Space Age. He just died last week. Look at those adorable great flappy ears.

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