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My initial attempt at making sharing to @Mastodon instances easier from a website (when not on mobile at least) with <share-to-mastodon>, a LitElement-based web component.

Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.
I have been one acquainted with the night.

I was not aware this was a thing on Github, but it's kinda nifty (apparently most of my more popular open source repos made the cut).

Dawn still an hour away, I sit on a call saddened by the lack of knowledge and perspective I hear in regards to the web. Hampers effective delivery of features to end users who desperately need it right now.

It is a curse to be able to dive into a million lines of code you've never seen and come up with a patch in a hour that no one could sort in a month. You will be despised, you will be taken for granted, and ultimately you will find your soul hollow.

Having read the school districts' recent letter to reopen in August despite COVID cases rising in this county and a plan that makes masks optional and has a clarity that could be mistaken for the dank water of runoff pond at dairy, I'm left reminded of Twain's assessment regarding idiots and school boards.

The folks openly carrying weapons that would best be described as an overcompensation for personal problems and at worst a deep seeded hatred bound in racist ideology, flaunted the law in front of police who by the own inaction dutifully acknowledge their own leaning in a most shameful way. Such is small town California, a bastion of the antithetic: folks that scream life matters...just not black lives.

And even now, to crown my thoughts with acts, be it thought and done.

The case has been made we'll return to normal after this pandemic. The case again is made that we'll return to normal after these protests. There is no going back to so-called normal, it's time for us to decide what kind of country we want to live in. Let us address systemic racism and fight for the rights of all, let reason and truth no longer crumble at the hands of despots, let us move to be better.

Social distancing update: Google Maps tells me I didn't leave the house in April, and I realized that we're actually now in May. Time, such a silly concept.

On of my last 4x5 sheets of Polacolor, which sadly failed to process (chemical pack wasn't exactly flowing). Not exactly unexpected given that box is 16 years expired.

Quarantine, Day 28. Easter celebrations. SX-70 with Polaroid 600 film.

25 days into the quarantine, I've written a piece for EMULSIVE on my ongoing series of Polaroids.

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Private invite only instance, living the dream of sustainable social networking with a 1990's webring mentality.