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A Thorgellenische pölka.


     “See my tailor. He’s called Simon. I know it’s going to fit.”

Here’s the recording of last night’s (2020-11-27) 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.


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 right:

Thorgellen, by Alex Bosworth.

Hard to describe besides to just say Lawrence Welk welcomes a guest hot to dance the polka. She makes me think a little of Mark McKinney’s The Chicken Lady, especially when her head explodes.

The claw thing, for example. Everyone hates that.

Art. (via Clifford Pickover’s Reality Carnival)

A change. Incredible kids.

Busy houseplants. (via NagOnTheLake)


“Enjoy the music before we let personality Ed Robinson explain.”

Prison art. (via BoingBoing)

How we get all this food to be thankful to Imaginary Sky Friend for. Hint: a hidden dystopian underclass of slaves.

Best real-life superhero suit ever.*ooxpyNNsQGmlOh6v

Am I the only one who this reminds of Zorg in /The Fifth Element/, when he’s talking on the phone with the Evil Asteroid and black blood, or whatever it is, begins to flow down his face?

Stan Lee on language.

It adds to this for me that he looks like Harry Dean Stanton while he makes those funny sounds.

Two movies that go together great: Lucky, with Harry Dean Stanton (his last film), and The Man Who Killed Hitler and then the Bigfoot, with Sam Elliot. And they do in the same way as The Illusionist and The Prestige go together. Juanita once told me a story about how rabbits and cats, despite being not really genetically close, are very similar in many ways, as though someone had given a couple of lab groups general instructions for constructing the creature but told one group to make it a prey animal and the other group to make a predator; same skeleton, same basic structure, general appearance, size, texture. We had some friends a long time ago, Laurie and Michael, who drove around making a living playing harp together in Irish pubs, and they had a pet rabbit who lived in their motor home with them. Divorced from the wild it behaved exactly like a pet cat: used a litter box, snuggled on your lap, stretched, perched on a chair back, ran around the place at 3am, licked itself, slept in a sunbeam in the day, when there was a sunbeam. Some pairs of movies you just enjoy more, seeing them together, drawing parallels between them as well as thinking of them fondly in the same mental breath ever after. Don’t bother telling me I’ve written this near-exact same paragraph a dozen times before. I know. I don’t care. I like to.

A Thorgellenische Polka.

Speaking of which, I’m afraid he’s going to hurt himself with the ax. That’s how your hurt yourself, doing it like that.

“Holy Krampus, I’m late.” I can enjoy this, and the one before, from context, though I’ve never seen a so-called holiday Hallmark movie. Hallmark produced a pretty good teevee series once that I saw all of. It was called Picket Fences, and it felt a little like the brilliant series Northern Exposure. I think the same people even made it.

The Jödenpflügel Brothers.

Beautiful trailer for a worthwhile new teevee series.

The time the former very last /Soviet/ Russian leader made a teevee ad for Pizza Hut.


“Wow, you are right.”

Okay, Pop, now you’re just showing off.

Fun with sugar.

And… a fountain! Trickle… trickle… trickle.

Rose Marie singing like Durante.

I love the title b3ta put on the tail end of this: “I don’t think that’s how you do a mic drop.” (The man calling the anti-mask protester on her bullshit of comparing herself to an anti-Nazi martyr is a security guard quitting his job because he’s full up to here with these people.)

This is how you drop the mic.

Methane. (via EverlastingBlort)

When we all can have spaceships the control console on mine will look like this.

How to make a traditional pantyhose turkey.

The Night Mayor.

Hup! Heep! they say.

I can think of good reason after good reason why a woman might finally snap and do something like this, and I’m sure you can too, where no jury in the world would convict her.

How to remove a cracked phone screen protector sheet. (First make sure it’s just the protector that’s cracked and not the screen itself. You might want to leave well enough alone.)

Understanding computers.

This guy spent 11 years making this impressively byzantine line rider video. I was gonna say, /All other line rider video makers can go sit down,/ but really the simpler ones have charm too.

An interactive site that shows which indigenous people’s land was stolen from them by cutting off of hands to whipping to starving to Trails of Tears to full-on genocide for you specifically to enjoy the use of. You just give it your street address. It even lists the treaties involved in your area that kosherized the process.

Rerun: Wednesday’s Thanksgiving.

Cooking in a trash fire.

Flappers flapping where no-one has flapped before.

“He forgot the apostrophe!”

Woodturning a goblet with a captive ring.

Jupiter flyover.

Masks. (via EverlastingBlort)

Fun with poems.

A little help.

It sounds like /Oy-y’yoy!/ that my Polish-Lithuanian grandmother used to say, but I think he’s saying something else. Everything about a military tank is an obscenely expensive waste, so I don’t feel all that bad when one gets stuck on its back clawing at the sky screaming like a turtle.

The mine is played out. They’re moving the massive excavator machine to where the boss wants it. It doesn’t roll, it walks.

Slowly turn around on Mars. Think long-term. Send out a few thousand self-replicating robot tractor ships to steer ice asteroids to crash into this place, seed it with micro life, come back in a few million years and you’ve got something.

Landslide blog. (via TYWKIWDBI)

How to write the different things there are to write.

Early Bjork. Before she was really full-on Bjork.

Minnesota: Land of 10,000 latkes. Alaska: Please don’t fuck our bears. (The big ass water tower is in Gaffney, South Carolina.)

Movie trailer: She wants to be a hero. In a parallel world, she is. It looks fun.

Let’s all smoke Chesterfield. Smoother, cooler, /best for you!/ Doctors agree.

Guy makes music out of Paula White, lunatic spiritual adviser to Donald Trump.

Ukulele Orchestra of Great Britain – Sex and Drugs and Rock and Roll. (Cakes and buns and sausage rolls.)

Rerun: “Okay, everybody, hump-tiptoe past the mirror and flap like a turkey.” Though I’d never seen this version of it before. I saw the one where he pretends to be a teacher and the women dancers are all dressed in Italian/Japanese schoolgirl outfits like children in a Studio Ghibli film.

Charles B plays the fastest banjo solos but on bass guitar. He often makes half-fun of himself as a kind of bass snob, but he has a real right to be a bass snob. He’s terrific.

“Peanuts are the devil’s toes.”

Healthful Admiral Cigarets for everybody.

Here’s just one fifteen-minute episode of a series about antique vehicles. In the series they don’t always drive the vehicle around but they always start it.

Winners of contest to make prom clothes out of colored duct tape. My favorite is Emily’s fire-feather gown. How did she not win?

And a visualization of old modem sounds. I know, because of keming your eye saw modern sounds. I still hear these sounds every day when it’s an Albion week. I sit with a small electric heater on my knees, dial up to read my email, maybe type my dreams, drink my Mason jar of green tea, read a few trusted and/or funny news service websites in text-only mode, which works fine at 26.4 kbaud, shut off the things, take a shower or not, get dressed in my heavy winter clothes and slouch off to work. Oh– and brush my teeth; I forgot to say that. What’s your morning routine?

p.s. If you want me to read on the radio something that you’ve written, just email it to me and that’s what I’ll do on the very next Memo of the Air. That’s what I’m here for.

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One Comment
  1. Thanks for sharing, this is a fantastic article.Much thanks again. Really Cool.

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