The lack of ad blocking options on iOS pushed me towards setting up a Privoxy proxy on the network.
The initial idea of having it on my work machine didn’t really workout as it meant having the beast turned on, and that tends to result in me getting sucked into work mode at “inappropriate” times. As running a filtering proxy is hardly a server scale task, i’ve got a Raspberry Pi, powered off the USB port of the router, doing the job.
[I'm not sure how powering it off the USB is going to work out - there are conflicting tales on the suitability of various power sources... at worst it can go back to using the wall wart, but it'd be nice to have it not really need that.]
It’s a cute little thing. Makes me think of a baby version of Orac… wonder if that was intentional – it’s culturally about right for the kind of people that would start a project like Raspberry Pi!
Getting it set up is nice and easy. The O/S is Raspbian (a port of Debian Wheezy, with fp support for the ARM chip), so it’s just a matter of getting a static ip address configured in /etc/network/interfaces, pkgadd’ing privoxy, fiddling with a few config files to get it listening for remote connections, and away you go. The default privoxy configuration is tied down pretty tight, and needs a little tweaking to deal with some japanese sites, but overall the experience is a great improvement.
Next i’d like to setup something like Hamachi / Logmein, but it seems that might not be applicable for iOS. It would be nice to have a secure VPN (other than the one that i have for work) that could be used when on public networks. Although it looks like many of them are trying to block VPN connections…
…or, to give him his full title, Baron Edward John Moreton Drax Plunkett Dunsany is often cited as one of the influences H. P. Lovecraft. His writing feels different, less supernatural or psychological, mostly with classical western themes, drawn from pagan and classical mythology.
The book of short stories (and some of them are really short!) ‘Fifty One Tales‘ covers themes of love, death, nature, art, etc.
A MISTAKEN IDENTITY
Fame as she walked at evening in a city saw the painted face of Notoriety flaunting beneath a gas-lamp, and many kneeled unto her in the dirt of the road.
“Who are you?” Fame said to her.
“I am Fame,” said Notoriety.
Then Fame stole softly away so that no one knew she had gone.
And Notoriety presently went forth and all her worshippers rose and followed after, and she led them, as was most meet, to her native Pit.
Some work better than others, but they’re all worth the effort. Especially as they’re now in the public domain, and free to download / browse.
WHAT WE HAVE COME TO
When the advertiser saw the cathedral spires over the downs in the distance, he looked at them and wept.
“If only,” he said, “this were an advertisement of Beefo, so nice, so nutritious, try it in your soup, ladies like it.”
Junk is the ideal product . . . the ultimate merchandise. No sales talk necessary. The client will crawl through a sewer and beg to buy. . . . The junk merchant does not sell his product to the consumer, he sells the consumer to his product. He does not improve and simplify his merchandise. He degrades and simplifies the client. He pays his staff in junk.
— William S. Burroughs
Feels like it might apply more widely…
A few weeks ago… or was it months… not sure, i noticed the strange pink water pipe flowing into the river. Every time i’d go by on the train i’d tell myself that i’d go back and investigate. The river froze and unfroze, the snow fell and melted… but i never got round to investigating the pipe.
Then last week a contact on Flickr posted that, linked to an explanation in his blog. Which meant the end of procrastination, and a walk in the sleet / snow to ‘follow the pink pipe’.
In the last picture you can see the pipe in the middle of the shot, at the far end of the foundation pit. From there it runs several hundred meters to the river (the Alster, a tributary of the Elbe).
After giving Robert some (good natured) grief about thinking that Berlin was the only place with pink pipe, i noticed that the Hamburg pipe is supplied by the same company – Pollems Gmbh… in Berlin.
The mystery is solved!
Nothing quite as exciting as get a new print back from the framers!
If anyone would like one, it can probably be arranged. Stopping sexism might be trickier.
And yes, it’s upside down… can you even imagine trying to explain which way is up?
Darling Mason has posted a mixcloud playlist repesentative of Rective.
Rective, almost in the this form, is really a little bit older than the “late ninties”. However, having sat down to attempt to retell the story i’ve determined that i don’t remember the names of all the people and places involved… Jo? Euston? The Railway… yep, it’s mostly gone.
Also, i’m forever defeated by embedding in WordPress.