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Cake day: January 16th, 2024

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  • The idea of editing history in near real-time was so farfetched at the time. Hell even when I read it like 10 years ago.

    Now? Plausible, if not already happening.

    When we search for something the algorithm knows what to send us and no doubt has thumbs on the scale from all sorts of influences.

    And then most everything is digital anyway, so that can be altered very quickly.

    And then there’s the generative AI, which is, like, the most shining example of “confidently incorrect” as it is. But we know Grok is getting more than a thumb on the scale from Musk, he’s full-on fingerbanging it. I’m sure all the rest are too.


  • You wanna know something sweet and innocent?

    When my oldest was like…3 or 4 (he’s nine now) the kid would hear that line and then say “What’s ‘soapin’?”.

    So glad that was the part of “horse open” that he asked about.

    He also (still) thinks the Eric Clapton song “Cocaine” is saying “Cooking”. Sometimes I sing it to him at bedtime with that lyric.

    She don’t like
    She don’t like
    She don’t like… Cooking.


  • Lotto winners rarely stay out of the hamster wheel.

    By definition, people who play the lottery are bad at managing money.

    Then everyone they’ve ever known comes out of the woodwork looking for money.

    They end up blowing through it in a handful of years and end up poorer than when they started.

    My plan for if I ever win the lottery…first thing, before telling anyone (except maybe my wife but she can’t keep a secret for shit), is to find a good lawyer. Not brag to family or friends. Not cash it in. Lawyer.

    Then find a real good financial advisor. This amount of money could provide generational wealth. 800m in S&P would earn 40-80 million per year. That’s way more than enough for me and my immediate family to never work again, for several generations.

    Of course that’ll never happen, because you can’t win if you don’t play.






  • Ime Google AI is much worse about making up wrong answers to sound right.

    If I’d ask ChatGPT and Google AI to help me craft a set of Ansible tasks to do something rather simple but also something I don’t do very often, like converting PEM certs + key to PKCS12…they’d both write a playbook that’s close, but ChatGPT would be much closer.

    But they both say crazy shit sometimes. The other day ChatGPT told me Fedora 40 is the latest release and 43 is still in testing.



  • Meanwhile I can’t buy flavored snus in my state…I can drive 20 minutes to the next state and buy shitty flavored snus, or I can import much better stuff from Sweden for half the price. Which of course needs an adult to sign for it. And of course it’s been stuck in Customs since Friday and I’m down to my last few cans.

    But I can order hemp-derived THC seltzers, sometimes 25mg/can, online, no ID needed, and have it delivered to my house by the same driver. Hell there’s a fair number of brands that’ll send you a 4-pack for S/H only.

    But if I buy THC Seltzer from the dispensary, it’s limited to 5mg per can, there’s a limit on how many cans I can buy, I need to present ID and cannot use a credit card.

    So weird, to me, that I can buy Rocket-Pop flavored THC Seltzer more easily than I can buy Coffee flavored nicotine snus.



  • Why do they gotta turn the plane around?

    Like, okay, I kinda get being skeeved out sitting next to a dead person on a plane. But it’s not like turning the plane around is gonna get them better. Kinda past that point now.

    It can be dealt with on the ground at the destination just the same as it can be dealt with on the ground at the origin…so why go disrupting everybody’s plans over one dead grandma. Most of us have at least one dead grandma already. I know my dead grandma wouldn’t want to make a fuss and would just want to keep her head down and quietly ride the plane. If you put a rosary in her hand, you’d never even know.








  • Idiot conservatives never figured out the truth about Santa Clause.

    He’s real, of course. Very real. But in the sense that an idea is real. Like time, or money… he’s something we give value to because of our collective agreement.

    Santa is the lesson of gratitude. Its doing good things because it feels good to do them, and not expecting anything in return.

    We are all Santa, and we all agree to use this personification to help kids grasp ncreasingly foreign concepts…altruism, benevolence, agape.

    I am Santa.
    Je suis Santa.
    Yo soy Santa.
    私はサンタです.
    我是圣诞老人.
    Eu sou o Papai Noel.
    मैं सांता हूँ.
    Ana Santa.
    আমি সান্তা.
    Я Санта-Клаус.