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Now some of you may be asking, what the hell does “scrobble” mean? Well, it’s a nonsense word for the most part, but it means “to submit your currently playing song to a service which tracks your listening history.” Back in the early 2000s (2002 per a search just now), a service spun up called Audioscrobbler. The idea was that you’d play music, and your music player would send metadata about the song you were playing to Audioscrobbler’s site, and eventually it would build up a sort of personal listening profile of you. You could share it with friends and say “hey, look at all the cool music I listen to! You should too!” or whatever. Or you could learn about others’ music taste in turn, and discover new artists. It all started out very inauspiciously and homebrew, very chill. Eventually the venture capitalists and music industry took notice, and well, y’all know what that means. It became corporate and boring and annoying. The service rebranded as Last.fm, which was a more suitable name for the service, probably, but it was never the same. I don’t like it anymore.

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We had a fierce windstorm a couple of weeks ago (I think?), and it blew the leaves all around the front- and backyard. I think it stripped the ash tree in our backyard of the rest of its leaves, too, and of course we got some from the surrounding trees. I had hoped to be able to put away the lawnmower for the season, but alas! We did a bunch of errands Saturday but usually try to mix that with fun stuff. I did the yardwork Sunday. After our grocery run, I got the lawnmower out, fired it up, and set to work on crunching up the rest of the leaves. The mower has a “mulch plug” which you can install so the catcher bag isn’t needed; all I wanted to do was mulch up the leaves and cut the grass.