I read a good line in a story that's helped me with imposter syndrome.

It said, remember that people are as a species used to living in groups of about 200, grouped around several campfires.

🔥Every
🔥Single
🔥Campfire

needs its own storyteller, its own dancer, its own musician. More than one, really.

So don't compare yourself to those who perform for millions.

Are you the person who can make people happy around your closest campfire? That's what's needed.

I'll be impressed with AI when it can reproduce an overnight, non-playlisted radio host moving between West African funk, local indie and free jazz in a way that seems random but sounds oh so right, seemingly surviving on cigarettes and coffee, back announcing with talking stories that go nowhere, building a community of listeners who never plan to meet but recognise each other by sight when they ride in the same subway carriage.

#AI #Radio #RealRadio #Media #RealMedia

Went out to the Bay at dusk and climbed one of the Coyote Hills.

Up, up, still up, over crumbly red chert, through clouds of mosquitos, past the old missile base, onto a open knoll with wind rushing past.

I unrolled a small parafoil kite, cussed at and fixed rigging tangles, tossed the kite up into the wind just to watch it spin and crash.

I tied the bag the kite came in to the tail, tossed it and it flew straight. Kite string reel clipped to a bush.

Antenna and radio?

#hamradio #sfba

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The end of the @SafeStreetRebel slow ride became an unplanned protest of this traffic signal not detecting bikes.

We waited multiple cycles (blocking traffic) and never got the green left arrow. None of us counted because we weren’t in cars. This, off 4th St, a bike route. #BikeSF