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This is the small house I’d go for out of this bunch, though I would very much like to spend time in the treehouses too.
For me, domestic space is both flexible and accommodates a workshop or bench. This one seems to suit in that the set functions are all at one end, leaving the open interior as flexible live/work/dream space.
I think I also spy deck chairs made from pallets.

Shipping containers seem like good prospects in terms of ease and utility, but it’s only this stacked version that has any appeal.
End of the Day Malt Goodness
How do other people find the time to write more than a line or two?
I.
Not long ago D made a suggestion about using mothballed development sites as temporary art displays. A neighbourhood group in Glasgow has done something in a related vein:
In addition, someone has made a short video about the neighbourhood. It is embedded in Google map results for Westmoreland Street, Govanhill, and features a 1977 Lou Rawls tune called ‘Let’s Clean Up the Ghetto‘ instead of dialogue. In a cruel twist, the comments take on a similar theme, but with a distinctly bigoted slant. But back to the main story:
There you have it. Get a community healthcare organisation to treat demolition sites as an environmental and social health project, bring in the various partners, and make something of it. Urban farming, festivals, art projects.
II.
What next? Spotify. It’s a new music streaming service that’s got an ad-supported version for those of us who don’t go paying for every new thing we come across. I got myself an invite to the beta version client, and am happily listening to the likes of Annie Ross, Kenny Burrell and Eric Dolphy. The client is an improvement on Last.fm or Pandora in that if you search on ‘Annie Ross’, it returns 30 of her tunes, and will play them directly. Similarly, if I search on ‘Just a-sittin and a-rockin’, I get a dozen versions of the tune. Voice ads are interspersed every few songs. Some of them are truly obnoxious, but they’re over in 35 seconds. I’m lovin’ it.
III.

If you’ve know about ego-surfing, UserNameCheck does a limited version, running queries on a long list of webservices for a given username.
It ran 72 queries for me, showing 14 as taken. I recognise all but one of them, a service called Uservoice. Have I signed up for it and completely forgotten? Is someone else using this name?
IV.

Inspired. I’ll have a t-shirt of this, please.
Is that everything? I’m sure there was more. But as I’ve already spent 3 hours getting this far, it’s well past time to quit.
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