Looking at this antique desk and realizing how some older versions of software were actually furniture. Omnifocus was something that required movers to "download." Lisp was closer to carpentry.
I kicked off season 2 with "Augustine was a Deleuzian," a blog that’s really a joke for myself; but given the amount of hate mail I have received from it I fear that I will have to actually explain myself for once. The thought. But not yet. open.substack.com/pub/hungry…
Last night I watched @nklein72 beat her first game of pokemon. This was a big deal, for both of us. Talking about it today has brought up a lot of memories about our experiences of gaming together, my current way of connecting to my friends online, and my own first pokemon game.
Being bad at writing made me want to get better at writing. But being bad at writing also had the effect of nobody wanting to read my stuff & when they did the feedback was too ambiguous (b/c I was bad) so I wanted to have a method to tell the difference. tinyurl.com/yhwrmnec
I absolutely hate that Grok auto translates my tweets. If I’m writing in a dead language, it’s intentional. Listen, I don’t think I’m that funny, but it hurts to know these birds’ wings were clipped before they even had the chance to fly. Comprende?
Pick up a random newspaper from 1920 and you’ll think you’re reading Cicero. The vocabulary, rhythm, and depth were worlds above what passes for “educated” speech today. We’ve become a civilization that can code, but can’t write a sentence worth remembering.