A tree falls in QC

Typhoon Glenda was pretty intense for a couple of hours. Power went out, I went out in the driving rain to try and get supplies, but I was low on cash and all 3 nearby ATMs were dead. Got by on bread and canned corned beef, read books on my phone, slept.

Canvas Cycle 8-bit HTML5


Wish I chould make these wallpapers, very soothing and Zen.
It only took me 3 months to wear a hole through Merrel Vibram soles. Runkeeper says I ran 123.8km since April, not including the ~15km or so I walk every week.
Story prompt: Wowbagger the Infinitely Prolonged hears Bob Dylan's "A Hard Rain's a-Gonna Fall" and takes it as a challenge, a bucket list.

What would Norman Borlaug do?

Walmart: Say NO to Monsanto's Genetically Engineered Sweet Corn!

Some hippie Luddite posted this change.org petition privately on Google+ (Why post a petition privately? The point is to maximize impact, no?) and I'm posting it in public so I could mock and heap scorn on it properly. Snopes has a good takedown, the studies that purportedly show dangerous side effects are flawed or retracted. Here's Wikipedia on genemod corn:
Broad scientific consensus holds that food derived from GM crops poses no greater risk to human health than conventional food.[32][33][34][35][36][37]

Online coding resources

Khan Academy programming

A friend asked me if I know any how to code online sites, so I pulled up an old file and I'm posting the stuff here. Caveat emptor, I've played around with Codeacademy but haven't tried any of the rest; Treehouse seems to be a pay site. There's more, but GitHub and Stackoverflow are past introductory level, certainly beyond my rudimentary understanding. Comments and suggestions are welcome.
Bad dream. I was on a street near the old place. Then the sudden, choking smell of gasoline and burning plastic. A truck with kana writing was up ahead, fumes pouring out. Tried to run away, but the black cloud overtook me. Fell down, the sensation of trying to crawl forward, away from the death cloud.

Then I woke up, breathing hard, panicky. Think the dream was from bits of Hunger Games 2 and Godzilla.

Rememebering the Silver Walks

...and then they'd gone out walking, just ghosting the rainy streets together in what felt to Mona like some perfect harmony where you didn't need to talk. And that voice had been right, there was no jangle to the rush, no tight-jawed jitter, just this sense of something, maybe Mona herself, expanding out from a still center. And they'd found a park, flat lawns flooded with silver puddles, and gone all around the paths, and Mona had a name for that memory: the Silver Walks.
-William Gibson, Mona Lisa Overdrive

Seems "the silver walks" is from a song, "I'm So Free" by Lou Reed:
Do you remember the silver walks
You used to shiver and I used to talk
Then we went down to Times Square
And ever since I've been hangin' round there 

Maybe someday I'll have someone who'll feel for me the way you feel for him. Yeah, that's the core of it. Not that I need someone, the road alone is my oldest friend.

Kingdom of isolation

Remembering who I am. Pretend middle-class games aren't for me. It's an enthralling thing, staying with an idea or a book for hours or days on end. I've missed it.