christian crumlish doing stuff
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This wasn’t how I pictured
My recent appearance in the Princeton alumni weekly (PAW) wasn’t exactly how I might have pictured showing up there, back in the previous millennium when I was still an undergrad.
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Which dreamed it?
A colleague of mine was telling us about Google’s “Notebook LLM” which enables you to upload or point to as specific body of content and then get a summary, chat about the content, or even have the LLM generate a semi-plausible sounding synthetic “podcast” in which two perky morning-show type hosts discuss what you’ve shoveled…
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Settling in
The first three weeks on a new job, with the ongoing community work supporting other 18F alumni, trying to finish up the website for my record before it comes out next month and get the Kickstarter campaign set up to fund the vinyl version, all within the wild national context we’re all bobbing around in…
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Merch mocks
Since I decided to run a Kickstarter campaign to try to raise some funds (and gauge the level of interest) for a vinyl release of No One Does It Solo Only, and that means thinking about the rewards at various tiers. I can share more of my thinking on that soon if anyone cares, but…
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Prankster babies
I grabbed a Lyft today (long story) to head down to the VA on Old Middlefield and fell into a conversation with an animated, tye-died, trim-gray-bearded fellow named Max as he drove me to my destination. I forget how we got onto the subject, but it turns out Max is the son of one of…
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Manufacturing
The files are off the the manufacturer and if you just can’t contain yourself, you can preorder a CD now! No One Does It Solo Only by Layers of Meta
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This one time…
No One Does It Solo Only by Layers of Meta is now available for pre-order at Bandcamp: No One Does It Solo Only by Layers of Meta
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Serendip
Made a last minute choice to swing up to Menlo Park after work to a little place called Bar Loretta, tucked inside a restaurant called Left Bank, apparently on the site Magoo’s Pizza Parlor, the site of the first proto-Grateful Dead show sixty years ago. Billed as the Warlocks still, the show featured the first…
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What I should be writing
Was just talking to EB yesterday about structured procrastination, but now I have this weird sort of twisted loop where I really do want to at least do some morning pages and write down whatever’s on my mind but what’s on my mind is that the writing I need to be doing right now is…
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Master and sequencer
Another milestone! I’m listening to digital masters for the album and thinking about the gaps, the little breathers between the end of one song and the start of the next. We should have those fine details sorted by next week, after which the files go off the Crooked Cove (to manufacture the CDs) and CD…
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Wooosh
A good friend of mine talks about that feeling of creative flow in which it gets easier to make your ideas real. It comes and goes on its own but you can certainly invite and you can definitely chase it way. You can at the very least leave the door open and cultivate the habit…
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One big union
May day! mayday! Red alert! How are the protests going? I’ve heard they are planned to be daily until not needed. I need to get out there. Feeling like a wobblie.
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Back at my post
When I said I wasn’t done, I meant it. Not only am I not done with the 18F community (I’ve got a lot of colleagues still figuring out their next steps), but I am definitely not done serving the public or upholding my oath to defend the constitution. Fortunately, I have benefited from the reflected…
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Final countdown
In many ways today, the end of our collective administrative leave, mirrored and bookended the beginning back on Saturday, March 1, when we took stock of the bombshell and searched for survivors. Today it hit home for many of us in the 18F diaspora again that we have been discarded, our service to the nation…
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Eve of destruction
Will you look at the time? If you accept that an email message sent after close of business and not received at work until the following Monday starts a 60-day clock, well then time’s up tomorrow and the RIF we were all promised in March that put all of 18F on administrative leave takes effect.…
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The purge
I decided to finally tackle the mess piling up in my office and wasn’t totally surprised to find paperwork dating to my total knee replacement back in November. At some point as I was writing labels on new crisp manila folders I noticed my handwriting was (more) atrocious (than usual) because my hand was shaking…
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Up on the hill
They say there is a prominent hill in Cumbria that the local Britons called Penn, which meant “hill” in their language at the time. When the first Angles or Saxons appeared, they apparently asked around to know what the name of the hill was and were told that it was called Penn. One of their…
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More punk than you
Reading sadly of David Thomas’s death at 71 of kidney failure it appears, the legendary founder of Pere Ubu. Remembering how my hipper than thou postpunk mentor and now-famous game pundit Jeff Green told me about first seeing him before a show and wondering something like who the fat guy in the used car salesman…
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Please stand by…
Something I did yesterday took the site down for part of today. I think it’s fixed now but I’m still having trouble connecting from my home wifi. Cache flow problem, I suppose.
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Celebrate every milestone
I just signed off on the final edits to “Sham Song.” it’s fitting that the one I started writing before I ever wrote a real song would be the last one perfected for my Perfectible Recordings record. I learned long ago to recognize a celebrate every step along the way of a long journey, every…
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Look who slept over
Now that the weather has turned fine, the grand dame of local neighborhood outdoor cats (we call her “Yowlie”) is spending a lot of time in B’s pleasure garden, where the bees are buzzing around the borage field, the lupines are popping, and the oaks are leafing out. Some mornings I accidentally startle her after…