Wygle Wide Web

A quiet field journal of digital archaeology. Reconstructing a life from 25+ years of digital traces, with occasional help from ChatGPT when things get weird or surprising.

Tag: Archive Import Batch 004

  • morning at work

    she finds validation in being known at starbucks i remember the first time i heard the term ‘scald’. a kid had given his dog a bath and killed it with too hot of water. the kid lived in east portland. only about ten or so. i remember thinking about the parents. are they going to…

  • boys 1 through 7

    the pavement was cold under his feet. soaked with his tears or rain. at this point he wasn’t sure which. his shoes, having been tied together and tossed onto the closest telephone wire, were now soaking too. it didn’t matter though. they were out of reach. a slight over bite is no reason to pick…

  • hell comes by day, too

    in the latter part of sleep you hear things that happen in the real world. like phone rings. but the fail to register. this morning, as i lay in bed still asleep, the phone rang. my dad answered it and seconds later was telling me to wake up because i was late for work. apparently…

  • ordered list 45

    i will now list my 45’s/7 inchers in good to bad order for mine and elton’s sake pedro the lion – helicopter ep pedro the lion – progress ep damien jurado – trampoline ep (lost) the clash – london calling mxpx – broken bones ep jimmy eat world – blueprint ep promise ring – falsetto…

  • east via amtrak

    my life changes every three months. it’s the seasons. now i have to settle down and make my life work. but i have figured out what i want to do. sometime this spring. after school gets out. i am going to take a week or two, hop a train to wherever and go as far…

  • words from my life’s soundtrack

    as sung by modest mouse [COPYRIGHTED LYRICS OMITTED — “A Different City” by Modest Mouse — manual review required] modest mouse. Archived source: Wayback Machine capture

  • publish ii

    thanks. adam. Archived source: Wayback Machine capture

  • publish

    please. adam. Archived source: Wayback Machine capture

  • after two days and two nights

    thursday morning i met jessica for coffee and then we headed to cannon beach for the day. happy birthday sarah cox. it was a fun day. lot of new people who i will forget. some old people who are still very pretty. i was set to come home for the evening and sleep in my…

  • plastic rubber bands

    i made it to see jessica. although it was anticlimactic. we stood in a parking lot for an hour. cold and happy. wish her a happy birthday. nicole hit her 20 times. i gave her a kiss. joel sat in the car. i might go to the beach with her tomorrow. if i wake up…