The ‘ARIFLIP Junkyard

  The Firmament Cynewulf, Dante, Pascal, Blake, Poe, Dumas, Rimbaud, Proust, Waugh, Thurber The Stars (A through J) Barthelme, Baudelaire, Benchley, Bierce, Boswell, Burgess, Carroll, Catullus, Cheever,  Coleridge, Conan-Doyle, Cummings, DeAngeli, Dickens, Dickinson, Dostoyevsky,  Eliot, Faulkner, Fitzgerald/Hemingway, Gorey, Grasse, Homer, Jaynes, Johnson, Joyce. The Stars (K through T) Kafka, Kipling, Lardner, Leacock, Marquis, McCall, Melville, Milton, Nietzsche, O’Hara, Paglia, Perelman, Plautus, Roberts, Sappho, Shakespeare (DeVere?), Shirer, Shulman, Spillane, Stein, Swinburne, Tolkien, Tuchman, Twain. The Stars (W’s) Welles, West, Wilde, Wodehouse, Wolfe, Woolf. The Black Holes Barth Beckett Brontë Mailer Miller Mitchell Ginsberg Heller Pynchon Steinbeck Thompson Updike

  This is part of an estate I inherited. Why this website. The virtual keyboard that came with it has access to more junk than you could possibly imagine. I’ve told you he had a thing for puzzles. He also had a thing for keyboards. Related, I believe, to speculations about coding and wordplay of numbers games that all begin with recording symbols in people’s minds. Doesn’t this resemble a keyboard? Technically, it’s just a box containing letters for the word game ‘Anagrams’. But that’s not how he appears to be using it here: You can tell which symbols he cares about because he keeps  coming back to them, reworking them in different contexts. What’s on this damn computer that has such a determined trickster at the keyboard? That’s a snapshot of the most commonly used apps. Except for Word, they’re all freeware. Almost 75,000 image files. The majority undeleted work- in-process  files for his thousands of graphic and video projects. So we have a prolific cheapskate user of ...

  You’ve got title to it, it takes up space, and most of it can’t or won’t be fixed. What can you do with it? Call me Raebert. I’m making this website because I inherited a computer and a bunch of files from a guy I met on the Internet.  I knew him from his Facebook page. He seemed to post every day, multiple times as a rule, and he was very focused on political matters. I read him because he was funny if vituperative and his graphics were often clever, created in some kind of unstated code he never explained. We exchanged a few Messenger posts, where I guess he learned that I was a collector of sorts, what some would call an eclectic hoarder. I have a lot of Corgi toy cars, a drawerful of old pocket watches bought for cheap at auctions, some bad amateur artworks that struck my fancy, also at auction, and thanks to my family and attic space boxes of  oddball books, a huge pile of old LP’s, a stack of VCR tapes, and a smaller pile of movies on laser disc. More, but you get...