I’m honestly very excited about the possibility of a revival of blogging and so forth, but I’d love to see the word “content” thrown into the dustbin. I don’t create “content”. I write (occasionally). And my writing isn’t just the grist for some corporate mill; my blog isn’t just a source of inventory for some ad network to monetize.

I don’t know how I became a vaporwave fan, but the new Macroblank is pretty damn good…

That moment when you think “you know, I should put this little script I cobbled together up on github, someone might find this useful.” Then you do a little search and find 18 other similar tools in varying states of disrepair…

(in this case, a more customizable xdg-open replacement)

Finally released version 3.3.7 of the jekyll-webmention_io plugin, which updates some key dependencies, and staged a couple of major new features for the planned version 3.4.0! Progress!

I’ve attempted to use the metaphor of compression to explain LLMs for a while now, but this piece does a really nice job of articulating the idea.

A fantastic piece on the epidemic of workaholism and the shifts that have occurred over the past two years. There’s still a long way to go, but maybe it’s a start.

How have I only just learned of Hyrum’s Law:

https://www.hyrumslaw.com/

With a sufficient number of users of an API, it does not matter what you promise in the contract: all observable behaviors of your system will be depended on by somebody.

To wit: We had an internal API between two components. At one point, as part of a perf optimization, the ordering of the data changed. Well, the other component was relying on that ordering. Oops!

That feeling when you put something off, and put something off, and then finally step up to the task, bear down, and… finish it in twenty minutes.

“There’s no way I’m that much more fit,” I thought to myself as Zwift indicated an increase in grade while I seemed to feel nothing. Restart trainer. Reconnect. Start again. “Oh. Oh no…”

Gotta say I’m really glad I moved back to buying and hosting my own music. I send more money to artists, and I never have to wonder what might happen to my collection. And Navidrome + Symfonium is a killer combo!

Ahh Revelstoke

Some morning frost.

It’s been oddly foggy in the last two days and the result is hoar frost like I’ve never seen before!

As he stepped out of the elevator, walked across the lobby, and out into the midday sunlight, he found himself truly realizing: this was it. Twenty-two years and this was his #last day.

Approaching the idling car, he leaned down and grinned at his wife through the passenger side window. As he opened the door and sat down she turned to him. “So, you ready?”

He laughed, feeling an unseen weight slipping away. “Oh yeah. I’m ready.”

Approaching the headwall he saw the feature which gave this hike its name: the entrance to a massive crack in the stone.

Entering the #crevice he saw a band of blue sky above, a rill of water trickling past his feet below.

This place was its own world, of cool water and moss and granite. He watched as a dragonfly flitted past. “Hello!” he shouted, listening to his voice echo off the sheer walls.

“Hello!” a voice answered back. A voice not his own.

He knew that experienced divers moved with #minimal effort, allowing them to burn their air more slowly and extend their dives. But on his first trip down he quickly learned that theory and reality were very different things.

As he added more air to his BCD, trying to arrest his descent, he looked over to see an enormous sea turtle gliding past. Astonished, he watched in wonder, his heart rate and breathing slowing as the world paused around him.

As he looked at the confused crowd before him, he knew he’d need to #repeat the instructions. Not that he was surprised. His students rarely got it on the first try.

He restarted the song on his phone.

“Alright,” he began, the first notes of “Fishin’ in the Dark” filling their air, “you tap your right heel twice, then your right toe twice. Then tap your heel, tap to the right, then your toe, and then…”