[Kzyxtalk] Hey. Look what Zog do.

[Marco McClean]

Subject: Hey. Look what Zog do.

Marco here. Here's the recording of last night's (9pm PDT, 2025-09-05) 
8-hour-long Memo of the Air: Good Night Radio show on 107.7fm KNYO-LP 
Fort Bragg (CA) and also, for the first three hours, on 89.3fm KAKX 
Mendocino, ready for you to re-enjoy in whole or in part:
https://tinyurl.com/KNYO-MOTA-0660

Coming shows can feature your own story or dream or poem or essay or 
kvetch or announcement. Just email it to me. Or send me a link to your 
writing project and I'll take it from there and read it on the air.

Besides all that, at https://MemoOfTheAir.wordpress.com you'll find a 
fresh batch of dozens of links to not-necessarily radio-useful but 
worthwhile items I set aside for you while gathering the show together, 
such as:

"Remember, it's only arson if it's from the French region of Arsonne. 
Otherwise it's just sparkling fire." Knowledge of fuses. That's what 
they need throughout all of Star Trek. When an enemy's attack damages 
your motor or weapons or anything, wherever that is on the ship, the 
backed-up power squirts all the way through the pipes to the bridge, and 
your control panel explodes in your face in a shower of sparks. And 
seatbelts, how about, the instant they start shaking the camera on you, 
don't wait.
https://www.youtube.com/shorts/wdL818qPTv4

This knowledge is over 3,000 years old. If we lost books and people with 
this skill, we'd be pushed back even farther than that. And it's just a 
knife. Suppose you want something to write with and something to write 
on, or pants, or a pot to cook in, or something to cook in it.
https://www.youtube.com/shorts/6uPSnSONE4M

Or a radio. But this person has unlimited enameled wire, a safety pin, a 
fricking /amplifier/. And powerful transmitters nearby to choose among 
their frequencies. I'm shortcutting my train of imagination here, and I 
don't want you to misunderstand and think I disparage making things; 
quite the opposite. I'm simply reminded of the story of a scientist 
justifiably proud and excited about physics and biology and progress and 
knowledge. He says to God, "What do we need you for anymore?" God takes 
some dirt, adds chemicals and water and electricity in just the right 
complicated way, and he makes a butterfly. The scientist says, "I can do 
that." He thinks about it, goes out to dig up some dirt to start with. 
God says, "Uh-uh, pal. Make your own dirt."
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_AI2Jixj5Bs

The official map of the Star Wars galaxy, throughout which shooters 
shoot and shoot and miss and miss, and even if their aim is true, if 
you're quick you can dodge getting shot. If only their science had 
advanced to the point of developing a basic blunderbuss full of nails. 
One shot with your eyes closed would take out every rebel all the way 
down the hallway or cave.
https://kottke.org/25/09/the-official-map-of-the-star-wars-galaxy

Marco McClean, memo at mcn.org, https://MemoOfTheAir.wordpress.com