- A cool explainer of infrared photography, with even cooler photos
- Elizabeth Salokaâs painted rock snacks
- On grey literature
- The New York Times on minimal-comfort feeding, an emerging middle-ground in dementia care between prolonging unwilling lives and euthanasia
- Apocalypse Early Warning System: âIn the event of an imminent nuclear apocalypse, we suspect that many people who have access to private jets will immediately take to the skies and escape city centers. This site tracks this indicator in realtime.â
- Guy Walks Into a Bar
- âMixed media film about my cat â âThe Real Youââ. Absolutely delightful in every way.
- Britainâs deer are thriving. Itâs a nightmare for the countryside. (Iâve always wanted to try hunting⌠maybe if i can tell myself itâs an ecological good?)
- Natural-language autoencoders, a solution to the problem of âwhat is the AI really thinking1 right now?â
- Guess the Party, where you have to guess based on face alone whoâs standing for which party in the English local elections. Greens are the easiest to guess; Tories the hardest.
- Moth in Relay, a delightful little net-art project asking âwhat if Grace Hopperâs bug never left the tape?â
- Barter Books boss funds landmark U.S. artwork (okay, yes, itâs in small-town Missouri, but still)
- Calgacus-MLX: Hide a meaningful text inside another using language models
- Retyping a Library
- Halupedia, the entirely AI-hallucinated encyclopĂŚdia. The Kentucky Gnome Computer Incident is my small personal contributionâŚ
- Putting AI in charge of a greenhouse in Colorado. Absolutely bonkers â and probably a future replacement for the now-inactive âClaude grows a tomatoâ page on the LinkrollâŚ
- The UK needs a new âcreative directorâ
- How a recording mistake created the sound of Phil Collins
- đ¨ď¸ BREAKING: đ¨ď¸ The State of Oregon has purchased a waterfall from a community of Benedictine monks
- You should have a kitchen slide rule
- In 1626 a giant explosion at a gunpowder factory in Peking killed twenty thousand people and noĂśne knows why.
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Mx Tynehorneâs link roundup, volume LXIV
Before we start â i always feel a little awkward about publishing two link roundups in a row, and three especially is pushing it, so i wanted to assure everyone that i do have some more stuff in the pipe! In the coming months, you can expect (okay, hope) to see, in no particular order:
- A deep dive into why the Tyne and Wear Metro is the funny shape it is
- Several short multimedia articles on the Tupaians, Looking at the Big Skyâs closest thing to confirmed first contact with aliens
- Putting the final touches on a nice big wall map of Europe, to be given pride of place in the Cartothèque
- A dedicated page for the main characters of the furry smut i said i was writing ages ago, because i like them too much to consign them to the NSFW shadow-realm forever
And much1 more! Anyway⌠back to the show.
Part One: In which not everything is necessarily computer
- Why paracetamol is safer than ibuprofen, and why nobody seems to know
- The Materials Library, a database of⌠well⌠materials used to make things. A delightful scroll.
- A âsecond coastlineâ for the Netherlands (suck it up and use Google Translate)
- A delightful find while working on the aforementioned map of Europe: The Blue Green Atlas, a collection of free relief maps of nearly every country. Lovely stuff.
- The house where Queen Elizabeth II was born (no longer exists)
- Why are movie taglines shit now?
- Modern Hindu Temples have bucked the trend towards simplification
- Erramatti Mangamma, the worldâs oldest mother, gave birth to twins at age seventy-four(!) via IVF
- Quirks of human anatomy
- Desert Warrior, or, how Saudi Arabiaâs first blockbuster turned into an unreleasable disaster
- âThe future will belong to the mestizaâ
- The Almaz programme: âIn addition to reconnaissance equipment, Almaz was equipped with a unique Rikhter R-23 23mm rapid-fire cannon mounted on the forward belly of the station.â
- How disposable nappies conquered the world
- Quanta on ultrafinitism, the mathematical philosophy that infinity is fake and there are only so many numbers, actually
- We still donât have a more precise value for G
- âTwelve Mile Circle â An Appreciation of Unusual Placesâ
- Adam Cadreâs name tool â search a name and see how popular itâs been in the U.S. over time. Designed for authors who want generationally plausible names for their characters.
Part Two: In which everythingâs computer!
- Humanoid robots race past humans at the Beijing half-marathon. I love living in The Near Future.
- Mozilla has a more optimistic take on Claude Mythosâ impending security-pocalypse: âThe zero-days are numbered.â Letâs hope theyâre right!
- aiaiai.art, a collection of ideas from a Dutch creative collective on how to actually wring art out of the machine
- The Freewrite Smart Typewriter, for people who want to write without the distraction of the internet. âXanthe,â you might say, âthis isnât computerâ. But is the deliberately introduced absence of computer not, in itself, very computer?
- Igaratype, a typographical⌠thingy based on the flow of the Amazon
- Flipdiscs
- Introducing Talkie, a language model trained exclusively on text from 1930 and before. I find it quite amusing to give it news stories from today and ask what it thinks about them, but that might just be because iâm boring.
- âThe goblins were funny at first, but the increasing number of employee reports became concerning.â
Lords of Misrule 2025 â let the misrule begin!
Io Saturnalia, friends, and welcome to the fifth annual edition of The Satyrsâ Forest Lords of Misrule! First, i would like to apologise to my fellow θΚιĎáżśĎιΚ for the delay â i was on private satyr business in Batavia, and you know what theyâre like in those kabouter-coffeeshops.
Still, perhaps the extra wait was for the best. As i write this in late November, there is real, honest-to-Bacchus snow falling right outside my window, the sort of thing i had figured climate change would forever banish to mid-January doldrums. A perfect day for it.
For all of the new fauns among us who are unaware of our peculiar tradition, hereâs how it works: in the spirit of Saturnalia, from December the 17th to the 23rd, iâm putting you in charge of The Satyrsâ Forest. If you write or put together anything, absolutely anything, and submit it to misrule@satyrs.eu by the 15th of December, 2025, iâll put it up on the site, etched in stone for all to see. Temporary defacements of pages are also quite welcome, though they will, of course, be taken down on the 24th.
As ever, i kindly ask that you refrain from political polemics and anything that would get these woods in trouble with the British law. Other than that, anything goes: An avant-garde jazz record about the history of duvets. A rant about how frogs just ainât what they used to be. Whatever you, my lords of misrule, want.
My inbox is open for business, so as always: have fun, be merry, and donât be afraid to get weird with it!
âXanthe
In keeping with the spirit of the last post, iâve done a wee bit of autumn cleaning on the blogâs theme, including a dingus showing the phase of the moon at the time of each post.
The Satyrsâ Forest: Now with seasons!
Iâve always been enamoured with the idea of the website as a living, breathing place; not just a dumb, static object, like a book or a reel of film, but, well, a site, like an ancient oak that bears the scars of all whoâve scrawled their loved onesâ initials on it.
For The Satyrsâ Forest, iâve been slacking on that ideal. Sure, we have our annual tradition, and iâd change the theme to be more orange in autumn sometimes if i could be bothered, but never anything automatic â something that could outlive me if i dropped dead tomorrow. (Continuing with the forest metaphor, iâd toyed with the idea of a series of annual rings that would grow into different shapes depending on how active i was in updating the site, but quickly realised that my database just wasnât set up to support that kind of thing.)
I had the itch to tinker with the home pageâs design anyway, so i decided to finally implement something to solidly ground this site in the real world: seasonal themes! In daytime, there are four themes, one each for spring, summer, autumn, and winter, which shift throughout the year like an actual forest. There are also three complementing darker themes (spring and summer share one) which activate when itâs night here in Northumbria. That last part was important to me: i wanted the Forest to be like a real place, one that could, of course, be nowhere else but the actual location of the server, not just an ĂŚtherial construct where ânightâ happens whenever itâs past six on the viewerâs clock.
Finally, for the real old-heads, the âModus anciensâ theme replicates the look of the site as it appeared in 2020, when i was just starting out. Iâve always loved those neon purples, even if they donât fit the arboreal metaphor, and itâs a joy to bring them back.
Crawler problems
I donât know whose dumbfuck crawler is responsible for this, but whoever it is, can you please calm down? I welcome robotic visitors1, but they donât have to be so hyperactive. I promise you the data will still be there tomorrow.
Edit: The tidal wave has stopped, but i have started logging botsâ User-Agents
just in case whatever that thing is comes back. I hope theyâre happy with themselves.
Edit #2: Well, that was quick. Theyâre back⌠and theyâre not even using a âbotâ
User-Agent to identify themselves! Thatâs just bad manners.
Edit #3: Iâve implemented a basic rate-limiting system with a limit fast enough that it wonât affect my biological readers. Fingers crossed.
The first half of June is going to be pretty busy for me in meatspace, so there might be a paucity of updates for the month. Apologies in advance.
Lords of Misrule 2024 â let the misrule begin!
Itâs that time of year again, isnât it? When the days shrink and night begins to rule. A time for staying wrapped up inside with a cup of hot chocolate for some. But for us, dear readers â we know better by now, donât we? The time approaches for merriment, mĂŚnadism, and of course⌠misrule. Io Saturnalia, friends.
This is our fourth annual Satyrsâ Forest Lords of Misrule, where in the spirit of the season, i put you â yes, you â in charge of the site. If you write or put together anything, absolutely, positively anything, and email it to misrule@satyrs.eu, come Saturnalia (thatâs December the seventeenth through the twenty-third, for those who arenât up to date on their Roman calendar) iâll put it on the site, etched in stone for all to see. Temporary defacements of pages are also quite welcome.
I kindly ask the same things of you as years past: no political polemics, and nothing that would get me in legal trouble. Other than that, anything goes. A video essay on the occult implications of Gremlins 2. A rant about how birch trees used to be better back in the old days before Big Nature made them cringe. Whatever you, my lords of misrule, want.
Submissions are open from now until the fifteenth of December, 2024. Have fun, be merry, and donât be afraid to get weird with it!
âXanthe
The fall of Ithaca
A short website status update, since my ongoing writerâs block on a relatively simple interesting-place-visit post wasnât enough for the universe: Ithaca12, the beat-up old laptop on which this fine website is hosted, is poorly, and has a noticeable bulge coming up around the battery. Everything is backed up and iâm looking into a new, dedicated server machine, but if the site goes down all of a sudden, youâll know why.
Lords of Misrule 2023 â let the misrule begin!
Itâs been a long year. Thatâs the traditional thing to say, but honestly, itâs been quite a short year for me, and autumn has crept up without me even noticing. That can only mean one thingâŚ
Io Saturnalia!
Itâs time, once again, for our third annual Satyrsâ Forest Lords of Misrule, where in the spirit of the season, i put you (yes, you) in charge of the site.
If you write or put togeher something â absolutely anything* â and email it to misrule@satyrs.eu, come Saturnalia (December 17 to 23, for those who arenât up to date on their Roman calendar) iâll put it up on the site, on the blog and on its own dedicated permanent subpage, etched in stone for all to see.
As in years past, i ask only that you refrain from political polemics and anything that would get this noble forest in legal trouble. Other than that, the sky is the limit. A video essay on the occult implications of Gremlins 2? A rant about that new skyscraper that blots out the view of your favourite billboard? Anything goes. Whatever you â my lords of misrule â want.
You can submit your entries from today until the 16th of December, 2023. Have fun, and donât be afraid to get weird with it!
â Xanthe
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Welcome back, ladies and gentlefolk! Iâve been trapped labouring in a Colombian salt mine for the past four months, but after a daring escape which my lawyers have advised me not to speak of, iâve returned to safety to provide you all with yet more contentÂŽâ˘.
Some links iâve had sitting around gathering mothballs to start you off:
- One Adel Faureâs collection of ascii art
- Tedâs pawpaw page
- I am, admittedly, a big sop, but this 3D reconstruction of the city of Tenochtitlan made me cry a little. All the things weâve lost!
- Tom Scott visits Englandâs first longbarrow in a thousand years â file under âPagan interestâ, of course; in general, i just love to see modern revivals of our ancient traditions
- See It. Say It. Sorted.
A minor pause
Hello. Youâve probably figured this out by now, but my personal life has been getting quite busy at the moment, and postings on the site will be taking a back seat until, hm, letâs say the end of June or thenabouts. Donât call it a hiatus â itâs just a minor pause.
Please enjoy these filler photos in the meantime:
Lords of Misrule 2022 â let the misrule begin!
This is a copy of the main page for this event.
The cycle of a year is a wonderful thing. Trees grow and wilt, rivers ebb and flow, and every winter, GĂŚa blankets Herself in a snowy coat. All across Europe, people gather together, huddling around, exchanging gifts. Most would call it Christmas.
For us? Well⌠Io Saturnalia!
Itâs time for the second annual Satyrsâ Forest Lords of Misrule! In the spirit of the topsy-turvy season, iâm putting you in charge of the site.
If you write or put together something â absolutely anything â and email it to misrule@satyrs.eu, come Saturnalia (thatâs December 17 to 23, for those who arenât up to date with their ancient festivals) iâll put it up on the site, both on the blog and on its own dedicated, permanent subpage, etched in stone for all to see.
Like last year, i would ask that you refrain from political polemics or anything that would get this noble forest in legal trouble. Apart from that, anything goes. Your granâs chocolate cake recipe? An impassioned defence of Freddy Got Fingered as an ironic masterpiece? Hell, iâll even let you vandalise one of the permanent pages for a bit if you ask me to. Whatever you â my lords of misrule â want.
You can submit your entries from today until the 16th of December, 2021. Have fun, and donât be afraid to get weird with it!
â Xanthe
One thing iâd like to do at some point, i think, is find a way to synchronise or link up the WordPress comments here on the blog with the jury-rigged PHP comments on the main site. Much as i admire the single-style, chronological blog format, it can be terribly limiting at times â iâd love to be able to post simultaneously here and there and not have people worry about missing out on the discussion.
Walking down e-memory lane
Sometimes i like to go back in the Wayback Machine and take a trip down memory lane, and see how this place has evolved as i hone my HTML-craft â especially pertinent given the forestâs rapidly approaching fifth birthday. I thought you might like to take a look as well.