Thomas Conner here — recovering music critic, UCSD Ph.D. student in communication, Taoist, teaist.

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(BTW, who's Moss Steiger?)



IBM Magnetic Tape Reels by SCVHA on Flickr.

When you could *hear* data working …

(via klappersacks)


In Vegas this weekend, encountered my first virtual blackjack dealer.

Of note: these tables were almost always empty compared to the regular video screens and human dealers.

This is the first thing I’ve seen that makes me actually *want* a wearable/#GoogleGlass — Thermal Touch turns the world into a touchscreen.

Check out more info here.

studybreak: Exam week playlists

Dance Party!: To remind you that you have a body

Inspiration: To remind you that, yes, we can do this

Nightynight: To remind you to sleep, child

Research inspiration

"Digging"by Seamus Heaney

Between my finger and my thumb   
The squat pen rests; snug as a gun.

Under my window, a clean rasping sound   
When the spade sinks into gravelly ground:   
My father, digging. I look down

Till his straining rump among the flowerbeds   
Bends low, comes up twenty years away   
Stooping in rhythm through potato drills   
Where he was digging.

The coarse boot nestled on the lug, the shaft   
Against the inside knee was levered firmly.
He rooted out tall tops, buried the bright edge deep
To scatter new potatoes that we picked,
Loving their cool hardness in our hands.

By God, the old man could handle a spade.   
Just like his old man.

My grandfather cut more turf in a day
Than any other man on Toner’s bog.
Once I carried him milk in a bottle
Corked sloppily with paper. He straightened up
To drink it, then fell to right away
Nicking and slicing neatly, heaving sods
Over his shoulder, going down and down
For the good turf. Digging.

The cold smell of potato mould, the squelch and slap
Of soggy peat, the curt cuts of an edge
Through living roots awaken in my head.
But I’ve no spade to follow men like them.

Between my finger and my thumb
The squat pen rests.
I’ll dig with it.


Some Apple prototypes of the ’80s (via the verge)

Album Art
209 Plays


Lay of The Land - The Fall

Needed to hear this today, and very very loud.

Baby, If You've Ever Wondered: A WKRP in Cincinnati Reunion - See more at: http://www.paleycenter.org/2014-wkrp-in-cincinnati-reunion#sthash.K5toTa9j.dpuf 

WKRP reunion! WKRP reunion! *red alert noise*

I named this Tumblr after one of the characters, so you know where I’ll be tonight.


continuing the series on ché - here’s a brief history of the space. 

documents I used to cite the information can be found:

and »here.

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