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Heading home. Texas / Louisiana border visitors center. 🤠
📕 Finished reading Game Poems by Jordan Magnuson ISBN: 9781943208531
Durafan.
I've been putting Markdown support in my feeds -- everywhere -- on both sides, yielding serendipity like this. This is how "it just works" comes about. With a good design and a lot of love.
Werd I/O
• Ben Werdmuller
I don't have a huge problem with platform companies that lock users in. That's a business model, and at this point if users aren't aware of the costs well that's their problem. There have been plenty of opportunities to learn. But when a company markets their proprietary system as somehow fighting lockin, well that's about as much chutzpah as anyone should put up with.
Adding another server in Europe today. 🇩🇪
At a memorial service my mind drifted to what makes us human. I believe in AI as a tool to help us, to learn, to create. But AI cannot feel. Focus on that. The sound of our voice, imperfect. The stories, from life we have experienced. The art, with meaning because it comes from a place only we know.
dead.garden/blog/the-internet-is-both-a-blessing-and-a-curse.html
How it started, how it’s going. Constancy The other day I found a turban shell in the sand. I’ve found a few before. That day I set it to soak in a mild bleach solution. I check it periodically. At least daily. I have a sort of constancy about it. It’s not gardening. (as in...
I find that writing about something publicly helps me focus on the idea in a way I can't get by only talking about it privately. That's because I am a Natural Born Blogger. I was born that way.
I am using Bluesky the way I used to use Twitter, to talk openly about product development ideas before they are fully hatched.
After the sort of winters we have had to endure recently, the spring does seem miraculous, because it has become gradually harder and harder to believe that it is actually going to happen.
George Orwell on the coming of spring during the darkest of times:
It comes seeping in everywhere, like one of those new poison gases which pass through all filters.
The atom bombs are piling up in the factories, the police are prowling through the cities, the lies are streaming from the loudspeakers, but the earth is still going round the sun, and neither the dictators nor the bureaucrats, deeply as they disapprove of the process, are able to prevent it.
Chris Aldrich
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• Chris Aldrich