A few months ago, I found this really cool Instagram account (actually, he found me) that sells physical audio and video media via his home. He doesn't have a bricks-and-mortar storefront, just an online store supported by images on IG.

I’ve become a bit of a Bandcamp junkie of late poking around and picking out some new-to-me bands I really enjoy and following musical subgenres so I can receive notifications of new music.

As I’ve got nothing much else worthwhile to say right now, I’m just going to take a moment to point out that I have surpassed the 5,000 post mark on Instagram! WOO!!

Quick Public Service Announcement:

If you’ve ever received an email advertising free or discounted books from one of the major ebook providers, in this case Apple Books:

A friend Slacked me today asking, “Scale of 1-10... How badly do [you] want a clubhouse invite... or do you have no interest?”

Out of curiosity, have you ever been reading my blog on the last two months and had images missing? As I try to always include an image with all posts (save Kevisms), if you aren’t seeing one, it would be pretty obvious. 

We weren't going to do it. We convinced ourselves not to give in. Not to fold. Not to be pressured.

I was scrolling through my Twitter timeline recently when I saw this image posted by Tom Morello (@tmorello), guitarist of Rage Against the Machine and Audioslave. 

Earlier today, I saw a sponsored ad on Instagram for an app that finds you better rates on car insurance. 

One of the great things about Black Friday as well as the few days leading up to and immediately following it is that you are unpleasantly reminded of all the companies, businesses, organizations, and other newsletters you have subscribed to via email because every single one of them will send you a message on or around Black Friday.

I follow stuff on eBay a lot. It's a morbid curiosity or "window shopping" sort of thing. I like to find stuff in which I'm interested, follow it, and see how much it winds up selling (or not selling) for. A vast majority of the time, I'm not ordering it. Just watching.

I was checking out Instagram today, getting a feel for how their user interface had changed with the most recent update, when I saw that on my profile my number of accounts I followed was a mere five less than the number of accounts that follow me. 

12 days ago marked the 10th anniversary of the public launch of Instagram, the photo sharing app that took over the world in very short order. 

I don’t usually read Rolling Stone magazine. At least not since I canceled my subscription way back in the mid-aughts. That’s not to say they don’t, on occasion, have an article I’d like to read and then I do.

Yanno what? Forget testing it out. If I don't pull the trigger and launch my new site now, I'm never going to. It's not like I don't have the old design saved that I can't easily revert to if something is completely out of whack, right? 

I’m fairly certain that my Instagram feed had as many ads for lawsuit settlements as it did actual photos from people I subscribe to. 

I received a notification in the eBay app today that the service is celebrating its 25th anniversary right now. 25 years? That’s crazy! 

When Katie showed me this meme the other day, I laughed and immediately said “42.” She didn’t get it.

Man, this whole HBO Max brouhaha is really starting to get to me. 

There’s a lot of invective on social media these days. Mostly related to a Cheeto in an ill-fitting suit, but whatever. So it’s nice to have a conversation with a friend on social media that’s all fun, reaffirming why you took to, say, Twitter to begin with. 

After far too many years languishing with a spotty internet connection as provided by AT&T Uverse, we finally made the jump yesterday to MetroNet.

I think it was something like seven years ago or so now that Google Reader was axed by its parent company and those of us who use RSS feeds to follow blogs and news sites were sent out in search of a new aggregator.

A coworker, who is a fellow parent and part-time teacher like me, shared this video. I am, in turn, sharing it with you. It's powerful. And heartbreaking. 

Remember when MySpace was the shit? Everyone wanted a piece of it and so many were on it and did everything within their power to make their personal homepage look like the worst possible piece of HTML garbage?

How many times have you been seduced by a bot? Anybody who currently is or has ever been part of a social media network knows what I’m talking about here.

So you remember that issue I mentioned I've been having with comments disappearing from my site as reported to me by one of you? I reported it to Typepad like I said I would and they got back to me pretty quickly.

Back in January, Kevin Spencer reported to me that the comment form for my blog wouldn't render on his mobile device. He couldn't even leave a comment.

I need your opinion.

Take a look at the links under my headshot in the right column (bottom of the page if you're looking at this on mobile)...

Nathan is a YouTube junkie. How he discovered it, I'm not sure. But he's there and he's really good at navigating around and finding something to watch.

Given the plethora of free entertainment that's been made available during this pandemic, it's shocking how little of it I've taken part in. Even the live music that everyone and their mother is streaming. 

I know most of you have, at the very least, heard of the band Rage Against the Machine. They were a heavy metal/rap-rock band that started in the early 1990s and are very well known for their highly politicized songwriting. They are, IMHO, the guitar-driven equivalent of my beloved Public Enemy, although Megadeth is up there as well.

Currently, Nathan’s iPad and all his apps are registered in my name. At first, the reason for this was simplicity. It was just so much easier to get everything signed up and initialized by not creating new accounts from scratch.

Has Twitter really existed so long that I could possibly be celebrating my 13th anniversary on the platform? 

I’m one step closer to actually learning that TikTok dance and crossing another square off my social distancing bingo card. Yup, I actually signed up for a TikTok account.

5,000 what exactly?