Discussion of the lives of trees on Debbie Millman’s podcast reminds me of a 1930s pulp sci-fi story — I think it was by Edmond Hamilton — where the hero takes a drug that slows his metabolism to vegetable speed. He perceives a jungle rain forest as a savage arena where plants engage in mortal combat. Of course, this being a 1930s pulp sci-fi story, our hero has to venture into the rainforest to rescue a young woman, who I think has been kidnapped by racially stereotyped natives for vile pagan rites.

Update: According to Claude, the story is “Alien Earth,” by Edmond Hamilton, published in 1940. “The drug is called hanuti, a green, super-concentrated form of chlorophyll. A biologist named Andre takes it, and his mind slows enough that he can see the world of plants, a world nobody else experiences. A local shaman had given him the drug as a reward for stopping a plant blight. In the story’s slowed-down view, the jungle becomes a slow, savage battleground. Later the plants turn telepathically hostile.… "

Claude doesn’t mention the girl being rescued — maybe I’m misremembering.

And here’s a review on the Classics of Science Fiction blog — the reviewer loves the story:

“The opening line was just right, ‘The dead man was standing in a little moonlit clearing in the jungle when Farris found him.’ The dead man, described as a typical Laos tribesman, wasn’t entirely dead….” The reviewer says the story reminds him of Carlos Castaneda and resembles the work of J.G. Ballard.

You can read the Hamilton story on the Internet Archive.

And now I’m reminded of a friend who told me two or three years ago that he liked to browse old pulp magazines in the Internet Archive, particularly old horror magazines. He said he occasionally finds gems written by obscure writers who published two or three pieces and then disappeared, utterly forgotten.

In his new book, “In Trees: An Exploration,” writer Robert Moor considers how trees’ lives mirror ours and what their structures can teach about how time and experience shapes us. Moor talks with Design Matters podcast host Debbie Millman.

Moor’s previous book is “On Trails: An Exploration,” which takes a similar perspective on the meaning of trails.

In his interview, Moor talks about his own life as a writer, hiker and world traveler, and how he finds meaning.

“On Trees” and “On Trails” are on my reading list. I’ve been looking for meaning myself lately.

Please enjoy this frenetic video of 1980s San Diego DJ JoJo Kincaid. This man is a joy to watch and hear — he loves his work and he’s great at it.

“He’s got filthy 1980s jams, ear-splitting sound effects and nonsensical yells. The mixture is head-spinning and, if you can avoid an anxiety attack, intoxicating,” according to the Voice of San Diego.

voiceofsandiego.org/2026/11/1…

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After 47 days, Minnie is no longer wearing a cone. I took her to the vet this morning, and the vet pronounced the eye healed.

Not only is this great for Minnie, it’s a lot less work for me. Because Minnie would not eat when she wore the cone, I had to take the cone off her for meals and and supervise her while she ate to be sure she didn’t scratch at her eye. I was also giving her treatments in her eye three times a day — an eyedrop, wait five minutes, then a dab of saline ointment. I had to take the cone off her and supervise her for that too. Now she just needs ointment in her eye once a day, for three weeks — easy.

Minnie celebrated her freedom by licking and gnawing at herself in parts she could not reach when she was wearing the cone.

There are at least two other Mitch Wagners with some visibility on the Internet.

One is a well-known CrossFitter who often posts shirtless photos and videos, which nobody wants me to do.

The other is a prominent retired San Diego attorney. I just learned, to my surprise, that we share a middle initial as well as a name and a city.

Someone on Facebook called a friend an “obnoxious boomer.” As a fellow boomer, I’m prepared to stand in support of him. Give me a minute, though. My hips get stiff when I’ve been sitting.

If you don’t have enough frustration in your life and need to swear more, I highly recommend connecting a Roku Streambar to a 16-year-old Samsung TV that already has a nine-year-old TiVo Bolt attached.

I struggled to get audio to work when using the TiVo and finally had to resort to unplugging the Roku, like a caveman.

All CMSes are bad, except the one you’re currently using, which is worse.

– Jason Snell, in a throwaway comment in a blog post about Markdown. I LOLed. I’ve been living that reality for 30 years.

I lost interest in the new iPad mini after reading this review, by David Pierce at the Verge and Marques Brownlee’s similar review on YouTube,.

For $1,200, I want a 120 Hz display. I don’t even know if I’d notice the difference, but I don’t want to compromise for that kind of money. Instead, I’ll just stick with my 6th gen iPad mini, even though it only has 64 GB memory and that means I can’t get my photos on it.

64 GB? What on Earth was I thinking when I bought that?

Finished reading: The Hunter by Donald E. Westlake 📚 I didn’t love it it but I liked it. I will probably try another sometime.