I guess we'll never know now.

Recently learned of Mac Tonnies' death. Well, shit. He taught me to blog - or at least, told me how not to. He had a vision, more than anyone I've encountered thus far, of the way the web and the world is supposed to be. He was a writer both intelligent and entertaining, thoughtful and skewed. His greatest legacy will, I imagine, be The Cryptoterrestrials, a treatise on the possibilities of alien life from a perspective precious few have considered. Hopefully, it'll still get published and oviposit seeds of inspiration and weird post-insectile ideation in the minds of readers everywhere.

Vinyl Archaeology indeed.

This fella figured out how to extract music from scanned photographs of vinyl discs. It's thickly interwoven with static and eerie EVP whining but the actual track is definitely audible. If some tachycognitive posthuman or a comicbook speedster were to listen to a low bit-rate mp3, it would probably sound something like this.

Consider the following:

Actual recording of Vivaldi's "Four Seasons"

Sample scan

Happy New Year.

Bldg Blog has been medusaheaded.

Link-salad.

DNA strands become fibre optic cables: And they self-repair too? Looks like intelligence enhancement to me. A person with a few of these lining her nervous system and festooning her brain would no doubt be a couple dozen times smarter than anything we've seen.

Woman receives windpipe built from her stem cells: I really wonder why these things are hapening in Columbia and Korea and Thailand and everywhere else but America.

In more pessimistic news, there's a new species of Ebola out there -- as if the ones we had weren't bad enough.

Pearls before swine. *Blind* swine.

I swear, a lot of Gen Xers have trouble supporting Obama because we find the positive energy of his campaign and his rallies distasteful. It reminds us of the excesses of our primal Baby Boomer oppressors. Look, it bothered me too that the pain of my youth was cloaked in an ideology of peace and love. But I got over it and decided that peace and love are good anyway. Our generational superpower is cynicism, and we need to learn to focus it like a laser, precisely where it belongs, instead of just spraying it everywhere like urine. - Ran Prieur, November 2

LOL-to-the-izzol-z.

Igbo Kwenu! Yah! Kwenu! Yah! KWEZUONU!!! YAAAAAA

Nairaland has been joined and medusaheaded.

Last Days of FOXHOUND is over.

Another one bites the dust. It was always going to be this way. Still hurts though. Curse you, transience-of-all-things!