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Cake day: June 13th, 2024

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  • These are the kind of profound dating messages that have such great thought and creativity to them.

    And the response, if you do get a response, is probably gonna be “🤣😂🤣 hi”.

    And 99.9% of the time I would be so pissed by that. But in this case, it totally works.

    Stay gold, onion boy.


  • This is disconcerting. China’s not going to slow down on their build out of infrastructure.

    And for those who spin this as a positive. AI is not all LLMs. Real diseases are being cured by the complex modeling, real world tangible products, like airplanes and ships, are being designed safer.

    I speculate that there’s a good chance that the modeling will eventually help to resolve the climate issue too, rather than continue to contribute to it. Physics models become more robust for simulating nuclear fusion; logistics models for transportation and energy distribution too.

    Living in a tourist town, I don’t want a large data center in my backyard either, but there are plenty of places that do and where it makes sense to do so both from a logistical and resource perspective.

    We get behind the curve here and it’s going to be near impossible to catch up, and when the smart people can’t play ball with the newest toys, that leads to brain drain.















  • There was this one time a few years back that I had to go to the dump to dispose of some various large material. Our dump is more of a transfer station with a big warehouse where everything is disposed of, compacted by giant bulldozers and then loaded onto other trucks to take to a nearby landfill in a separate county.

    This particular visit it had been rainy for a few days, and I guess I must’ve gotten there right after the transfer trucks picked up all the refuse. Except for the floor, it was covered in a slippery stink-filled film. I carefully threw my truckload in, making sure that I didn’t fall, though I did slip a bit. It took some time to do so, so I came up with this little ditty. “Trash juice, trash juice, oh bring back my trash juice to me, to me!”

    I did my work, shuffled my shoes and got into the car. Next stop was the grocery store. I’m fumbling around in the cheese aisle, and I guess I was still singing my song at a quiet mumble. Well, this old blue haired lady must’ve heard me. She turned around and recoiled “what are you singing!” In that way where it seemed like her whole life was built around cleanliness and my recitation was an affront to everything that she stood for.

    Well, I got a good laugh out of that reaction, still do. Moral of the story is that singing to yourself does not necessarily negate other people thinking you’re a crazy person.