Many years ago, I made a commitment to find the Secret of Monkey Island. First, as a sidekick to my sister, who played the game. Then, on my own, once my English got better.

    Today, ~25 years after backseat-playing the first game, Sanna and I finally found the secret. πŸ΄β€β˜ οΈ

    It’s #FeedReaderFriday, everyone! 🍾 If you’re not already, you should go subscribe to Aegir’s blog. Why? Just visit the blog, see a handful of posts, and you will soon know why. 😊

    Our morning coffee ritual begins 6–8 hours before the first sip. Before bed, I fill the coffeemaker with water and ground beans. Then, two freshly brewed cups are only a flip of the switch away once we wake up. πŸ₯± β˜•οΈ

    Yay! @haydon is back with a webbed brief update, asking the very relevant question What Happened To Text Inputs?{:class=“u-in-reply-to”}

    Goats graze. Sanna smiles.

    A woman pauses from photographing goats and smiles at the camera. The goats are dining and totally uninterested in the nearby humans.

    Searching for ice returns a category named Ice Skating in Photos.app, with relevant photographs of my nieces on skates. Also, this:

    A man is standing on a frozen lake. He’s holding a smartphone far away from his body in an awkward position. He’s probably about to take a picture.

    I wouldn’t call that skating. πŸ˜‚

    Just got an email with the subject line: “Great simplification of our price plans!”. What it should have said: “We’re increasing your price by 67%”. πŸ₯²

    Partial repeat from yesterday: same wreath, different setting.

    A silhouette of a wreath tied with spruce twigs is hanging in a window.

    Sanna, taking a break from writing her novel to tie a wreath. We are ready for December!

    Top-down view over a  kitchen table. A woman is tieing a wreath using spruce twigs.

    Three things to note with my search plug-in for Micro.blog:

    If you haven’t already, check out Search Space. πŸ”­

    I love how the Caproni Stipa – aka the flying barrel – looked like an airplane from a comic book or cartoon but, you know, actually could take off and fly. 🀯

    Vintage photograph of an airplane looking like a barrel. Two open cockpits in tandem are mounted in a hump on top of it.

    If you ever get an email with the subject line re: fish can, you should know it’s an okay anagram for the word franchise but also a lousy excuse for yours truly to be able to check off today’s challenge.

    Preview of an email from Igor Clomb with the subject line re: fish can.

    I miss you, my aluminum-bodied friend. When was the last time we had a project together? πŸ€” We should team up again for this year’s Christmas card batch. 🦾

    3 Γ— Game Boy:

    If you’re leaving Twitter and want to take your tweets with you, notice that the archive lacks alternative texts. Your image descriptions won’t be there. But don’t worry! Thanks to @hbeck, there’s a solution. πŸŽ‰

    !!Con might be one of the coziest computer conferences there is. This year Marlene shared how to impress your crush, Anjana’s talk was a musical – about Lambda Calculus, and I enjoyed Omar’s and Nicole’s talks and their websites. All the above and more are available over here.

    Everyone! Leave the Micro.blog timeline for a while and go experience @heyloura’s beautifully designed website.

    Additionally, and specifically for prefers-color-scheme, sites by all means want to avoid a Flash of inAccurate coloR Theme (FART).

    Web developers! Try your best not to cause a FART. πŸ’¨ Via Chris.

    The earliest Micro.blog timeline entry (the identifier with the lowest number) I could find is https://micro.blog/riverfold/2. So what happened to the first one, @manton? 😊

    So I hung out with my nieces today and was handed a manuscript they’re working on; for a theater show. I get to play the role of… Yule ham. 🐷

    In one scene, the ham gets a whipped cream cake in its face?! The kid’s uncle will likely adjust the script before the premiere. πŸ˜…

    With the fall of the Twitter consensus I am energized. I remember what it was like in the 2000s; I remember the liveliness and sparkle of those days on the web. […] The web is wide open again, for the first time in what feels like forever.

    Brent on what happens After Twitter.

    And then a few months later, the people actually running those instances are going to start flexing their muscle, and the users’ response will be, “Wait, who even are you? This sucks. I just wanted my memes”.

    It’s gonna go great!

    I’m with jwz on Mastodon and federation.

    I have a slight suspicion that the bottle used for my gin and tonic might be possessed. 😈

    Closeup of a sturdy bottle. The label says dry gin, small batch. Bottle 666.

    I started counting devices with screens in my surroundings but stopped when reaching a dozen. Without competition, the electrophoretic displays featured on my Remarkable and Kobo are my absolute favorites.

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