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“Smells like AI” is just the newest way to be a dick on the Internet.
I’m John Williams
I build for the web, write about culture, and watch too many movies.
Posts here tend to be about what’s caught my attention. That usually means front-end development or the intersection of technology and the humanities, but sometimes other stuff sneaks in. I also run a weekly lyrics guessing-game, because not everything has to be serious.
Being in the room
Eric Schmidt invites graduates to speak, but not anywhere he has to listen to them.
I don’t stay out late
Don’t care to go
- Remaining:
- 4 of 10 lyrics to identify
- Leading:
- Sidney with 3 guesses
With AI, are we automating? Or are we delegating?
We keep trying to automate with LLMs. We’re actually delegating, and pretending otherwise makes us bad at it.
Amazon Strolls Into Mordor
They ignored the obvious risks, but now the risks have become consequences and they’re looking for someone else to blame.
Mercatr, and what it’s there for
Using AI to build an anti-algorithmic music recommendation engine
1969 Had Terrible Lyrics Too
In defense of Jack Harlow and “Lovin’ On Me”
Art sources
Good places to find free(ish) artwork for blog posts.
Ghost (and back again)
After years of running static sites, I had a brief flirtation with a hosted service.
AI wants to do your work. Ask it to teach you instead.
What happens when you ask AI to slow you down instead of speed you up?
How to pronounce GIF
There are no easy answers.
Recent Friday 10 Games
Her name was “Anne”
And I’ll be damned if I recall her face
Put your hands on the wheel
Let the golden age begin
Away, I’d rather sail away
Like a swan that’s here and gone