I know humanoid robots are all the rage, but as I sit here on the 3rd day of a broken dishwasher, I find it’s appliances that I’m really partial to.

I recall writing a diary entry about a young crush on the family i386 desktop, naming it something innocuous, and saving it to a 3.5" floppy disk and hiding that in my desk.

…and that’s the oldest sounding sentence I have ever written

Dad, what were video games like when you were little?

This ain’t a lake, it’s a dammed river!

I have visceral memories of coming home from school and my head feeling overflowing with new things that I learned. I also remember thinking it paled in comparison to some of the things people a generation above me needed to hold in their head (ie. Math methods I was allowed to offload to a calculator). Will my kids generation feel the same if they’re allowed to offload to AI models? Or just different, higher level ideas filling their young minds to the brim?

Did I spin up a bunch of new infrastructure for t-shirts just to make this silly new design idea available? I mean, maybe.

Update: Now available: https://www.etsy.com/listing/4540117432/beyond-return-smith-chart-seance

I was going to make a MicroPub front end clone, but decided on a CMS instead

It’s the particular stage of life I’m in where I get in my car and the smart functions are like “oh don’t worry, I put on an Elmo song for you” (no children currently present)

I love Crepe Myrtle season where I live. It’s hotter than Hades around here, but these tree / bush things decide it’s time to sprout beautiful flowers all over town. From an ecological niche perspective, I bet they do QUITE well with the local bees…

Thanks, Instagram, for reminding me every time I go to your trash site that I don’t need to be in a place that recommends violent, terrible content. Or honestly just any recommended content. I didn’t ask for your opinion, zuck. Good lord, I can’t believe people use that site (or really much of the social web anymore)