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An Alex Bosworth Thorgellen.


     “The difference between a cult and a religion: In a cult there is a person at the top who knows it’s a scam. In a religion that person is dead.”

Here’s the recording of last night’s Memo of the Air: Good Night Radio show on 107.7fm KNYO-LP Fort Bragg (CA), ready for you to re-enjoy:


Thanks to Hank Sims of Lost Coast Outpost here’s a page with plenty of other ones going back quite a way. And thanks to the Anderson Valley Advertiser, which always provides about an hour of each of my Friday night shows’ most locally relevant material without asking for anything in return, going back decades. And tiny bravely struggling KNYO itself. Find the hidden donation heart there and help the station out with a holiday gift from your own hidden heart. And/or try the new fire-engine-red vibrantly healthy KNYO hot sauce, for vim and pep. (“It’s toasted!”)

Here’s a link to my dream journal project that I restarted a couple of years ago and have been keeping up– not compulsively like the old days but at least several dreams each week. The latest post is always on top. (I send a batch of dreams from the week all at once on Sunday or Monday night. (I’d like to read /your/ dreams and I always offer to. Just email me. Or include them in a reply. Or give me a link to your dream journal and I’ll make a note to always go there and check for updates.)

BESIDES ALL THAT, here are some not-necessarily-radio-useful but worthwhile items that I set aside for you while gathering the show together, found mostly thanks to the fine websites listed to your right.

Our whole galaxy of 100+ billion stars is the single pixel at the bottom of this new map of just a tiny fraction of the /real/ world out there.

What a supernova in our stellar neighborhood could do to Earth.

The sunscreen essay.

The tanzmasken of Lavinia Schulz and Walter Holdt.


Wow! Wow! Wow! What a terrific project. Scroll down and feast.  (via Everlasting Blort)

The best kites ever. (via Everlasting Blort)

See the long-form infographic. Also: how do you suppose NPR got left off this list?

Aired only once but never again. (You might have to click the sound on.)

Put French people with funny laughs in the same room. (via Everlasting Blort) (Click sound on.)

Kimbra – Settle Down. (via Everlasting Blort)

Rerun: Nelly McKay – I Wanna Get Married.

Rerun: Somewhere That’s Green.

A taste of their own medicine. (via Everlasting Blort)

The saga of CUM, Canadian United Media.

Cosplay art. (via BoingBoing)

“He only has to paint half the burger because the camera films from just one side. A mixture of Vicks Vaporub and pulverized meat helps fill in any holes.” Well, I bought a Big Mac at a McDonalds a couple of months ago for five times what it cost the last time I bought one, but it was pretty good, but I was very hungry and there’s an old saying: Hunger makes the best sauce. The Big Mac was soft and messy and salty and wet with something orange, the way I remember a Bob’s Big Boy burger was when I was little in L.A., and that was nice. This was a very different experience from the time I had Taco Bell food once after not going to Taco Bell for decades. Taco Bell food is also five times more expensive than it was, and also not bad, exactly, but there was something about it that didn’t sit right, that I can’t articulate, and that’s my failing, not Taco Bell’s. Just not what I think of as a real burrito. There used to be a Mexican restaurant in Healdsburg that I’d go to sometimes on my way to or from The City, where a burrito was no more expensive than anywhere else but it was substantial, chewy, flavorful, big enough for you to think about maybe not eating it all at once but you’d do it anyway. There was a place down in Noyo Harbor for decades –El Mexicano– where they had a burrito like that, too. Last time I was there was around the turn of the century. Yelp says they’re still in business. Anyway, sorry, here are food cosmeticians, or rather food /morticians/, because you can’t eat it after these technicians have tarted up the food for its sexy close-up, with turpentine and soldering irons and foot powder and melted crayons and so on; all you can do is throw it away. It makes me think of businessmen and teevee newspeople and elected officials; they all go through a process very like this every time before you see them. Even women in makeup all look like 1950s stage female impersonators to me… not that there’s anything wrong with that. Soon it’ll all be done with hackable CGI in our replacement eyes, like in /Minority Report/.

Without the text, I would guess this is a dish sponge. Say dish sponge five times fast in the mirror without looking like you’re swearing at someone you hate with a passion. Just try to; see how hard it is.

Much ado with Lissajou (say LEES-uh-zhoo). (via Clifford Pickover)

Matt Berry reads his favorite memo.


So a snafu, a shitshow and a clusterfuck walk into a bar…




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