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Like crap through a goose, so go the days of our lives.


     “The real author of the theft of the diamonds and the assassination of the soldiers who escorted the convoy, committed on the night of January 22, 1826, is therefore not Joam Dacosta, unjustly condemned to death; it’s me, the miserable employee of the Diamond District Administration; yes, only me, who signs my real name, Ortega.”

Here’s the recording of last night’s (2020-11-20) 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.

Oh, and there haven’t been any complaints about this way to hear the recording, though it seems to be a toss-up whether it shows up as a widget or just a regular link, depending on what you’re reading this with and/or through:


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:

So many birds. It’s almost a liquid. You’d see this a lot in the California Central Valley in the old days, from the back seat of your stepfather’s Ford Galaxy 500, on Highway 99.

At some point you might have stubbornly declared that you wouldn’t [fill in blank] /for all the flamingos in Kazakhstan./ Well, here they are; take a look. It might change your mind. And if we ever run out of geese, it wouldn’t be too hard with a little breeding or genetic fiddling to replace them with flamingos. They’re very similar both mentally and physically. They even sound the same. They’re only pink because of a special bacteria in the food they like to eat, so they can be any color you choose except plaid.

Fabulous chickens. (via Neatorama)

Landscape photography.

I am Oz, the great and powerful, up on your sunroof, making your scenes.

Why to never ride in a car with your feet up on the dashboard, at a glance.

Maskless Trump supporter sneezes at the MAGA march.

“These people are hurting.”

Abandoned America. (via EverlastingBlort)

A wonderful ad to check your boobs.

Aww. Oh, the poor thing.

Master of so-called ugly guitar tunings.

How we get tubs.

Cotton candy pro.

Celtic knots.

This reminds me of the old Mendocino Community School. There was a girl named Midnight who could sing like this. Rain Equine could sing like this too. And drummers and bass players, and keyboardists. The music practice room was right in the middle of the school, and it was just a plywood shack, so you really couldn’t get away from it if you even wanted to. Antonia’s son James used the electronics lab to build an FM transmitter into his electric guitar so he could sit on the steps going up to the regular high school and hear what he was playing from the amplifier turned up to eleven all the way across the place. Talented kids, talented oddball teachers, amazing place, amazing time. Now this is these kids’ amazing place and amazing time:

Why to play simply. (via b3ta)

Iron Claw the Pirate. (85 min.)

A hovercraft port, with sound, 24 hours a day. It’s especially cool at night (there, Isle of Wight). (via b3ta)


Life and size. Useful information.

What a sitcom looks like without the laugh track. It’s like the Garfield Minus Garfield project.

A conversation with his schizoaffective friend. (via b3ta)


If ever a photo.

Okay, here’s how to live. Right here. (via

Randy Rainbow’s latest triumph.


Sunflower jazz.

How we get drumsticks.

1975 S&H Green Stamps catalog. (via EverlastingBlort) In 1968 in Fresno we got a whole pingpong table, paddles and a box of balls and everything, with stamps, but I think it was the Blue stamps, not the Green stamps.


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