I live Santa Clara, California – not far from where I was born. I work in IT and make a lot of photos. I'm Jewish. My dream vacation involves sitting at a sidewalk cafe for hours, sipping coffee.
I live Santa Clara, California – not far from where I was born. I work in IT and make a lot of photos. I'm Jewish. My dream vacation involves sitting at a sidewalk cafe for hours, sipping coffee.
I've created some postcards and now they're just laying around my house. If you send me your address, you will
get a free postcardEvery once in a while I update my ultimate list of the best
storytelling video gamesDoes it bug anyone else that in English
it's called Saturdaythe brandensite is a vanity project where I collect all of things I've put onto the internet in a big, fat glorification of myself. I've maintained this monument to arrogance in one form or another since I was thirteen years old in 1995. This is my social media.
I love photography. I love learning about photography and making my own photos. I share my new photos on Flickr almost every day, and I have a photo portfolio website. I will talk about photography at the slightest provocation. This website is one such provocation. Beware all ye who dare:
My recent favorite musical artists are VNV Nation, mind.in.a.box, The Decemberists, The National, genCAB, Project Pitchfork, Moby, purity ring, unitcode:machine, and Röyksopp.
I obsess over an extensive, curated, eclectic and growing library of music which is meaningful to me. I put the library metadata online (not the music) and it consists of 17,404 tracks from 2,131 albums from 870 musical artists. Since February 2006, the library has logged 509,197 track plays, or a total time I've spent listening to music:
running commentary
Steve Lukather, from the band Toto, on sharing a credit with Brian Eno on the soundtrack to David Lynch's 1984 Dune: And later in the interview, David Paich, the primary songwriter for Toto, on visiting David Lynch's home:
The wonderfully vibrant photography of Edwina Hay, who specializes in musicians and portraiture.
I wholeheartedly agree with and have added my name to the letter to President Trump written by Rabbi Rick Jacobs and Union for Reform Judaism over which he presides and of which I am a member:
Excerpts from a July 2022 The Sunday Times article written by the Oxford scholar who directs their America Institute:
In 1880 California the railroads (led by among others Leland Stanford) squared off against a group of former Confederate soldiers now squatting on speculated land in a place called Mussel Slough, in the southern Central Valley. When the conflict spilled over into violence, it resulted in a gunfight leaving 7 dead immediately. The incident's infamy was felt far and wide though, by those as far away as Karl Marx in London, with many siding with one interest or the other for their own ideological or political reasons. This linked well-researched 2015 blog post by historian Adam Smith goes into all the details.
Speaking of dying in Panama, the Darién Gap – that inhospitable, entirely undeveloped stretch of dense tropical rainforest-covered mountains outside the reach of civilization that separate Central America from South – had a record 520,000 people cross through it last year, more than double 2022 numbers and up from only 24,000 in 2019. The reasons for this are many, but two large ones are the 7 million people fleeing Venezuela and those, oddly, fleeing China. Them, plus others seeking refuge in North America, are forced through this lawless region where all the horrific things you expect to happen in a lawless place are taking place.
Sometimes relegated as a mere footnote to the Panama Canal's construction, the project claimed tens of thousands of lives and injured an uncounted swath more. Lost limbs were such a frequent occurrence that a charity in New York was created specifically to sent artificial legs to Panama. But the conditions for receiving the replacement limbs were strict, and many lives were left in tatters. Quoting directly a 1913 appeal directly from one of the laborers, Wilfred McDonald, from either Barbados or Jamaica:
San Jose's very own utopia-slash-cult, founded in 1919 just south of Los Gatos. Founded in San Francisco by a white supremacist misogynistic bigamist, the cult made money by masquerading as a roadside tourist trap on the route between San Jose and Santa Cruz, complete with carbonated liquor and peep shows. It was granted California's second ever radio station license, somehow getting the callsign KFQU, which became known for drifting away from its assigned frequency. By the time Highway 17's completion bypassed Holy City in 1940, their reputation for supporting Hitler's Nazi Germany had already set the place on the path towards destitution.
The land has since changed owners several times, but game respects game, and it is now owned by the Church of Scientology.
Linked is a recent blog post about the history of the borders of Santa Cruz County, since while we've always known where the city of Santa Cruz lies, we have not always agreed to what extent those smelly hippies should tame their surrounding chaos.
In the 1880s, the Southern Pacific Railroad was built from Oakland to Santa Cruz. To reach through the Santa Cruz Mountains, tunnels were dug. One particular tunnel, a short 250-foot span in Zayante, isn't terribly remarkable. Except that, because it was bored through solid granite, when the railroad closed in 1940, the tunnel was deemed stable and sturdy, and the railroad left it open and intact.
And that way it stayed for twelve years, until, in the Cold War's escalating paranoia, a document retention interest purchased it and turned it into the Western States Atomic Vault Company – an underground vault not for people, but for documents. Eventually purchased by Iron Mountain, the facility is no longer in use, but this is a recent development, with day-to-day operation ending only in 2017.
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