Malarkey
On and off, I write SF stories. Sadly more off than on, because Computer eats my brain on a regular basis. However, new and accidental research - I got covid and recovery is long - seems to show that stories will turn up and demand to be written after about a fortnight of avoiding Computer. So that’s a useful metric for both sides.
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Looking at the wrong things
I have weird friends. Or rather, they have me and I… No. We have each other and we are all peer-group normal, and this is entirely correct.
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633 squadron
It is twenty-six years to the day since I found this image. I don’t know what the weirdest part of the whole thing might be.
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Construction time again
WAT
A 60p-from-ebay cuckoo clock hacked about enough such that it calls you a twat.
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Construction time again
WAT
A PMS7003 particle dust sensor hooked to some hacky code to make Geiger noises, and stuffed into a scavenged meter to make it look like proper test-gear.
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Humppa party
One of the things that seems to define life events for me is the smell of fresh coffee.
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Halfwittering
Oh look another ramble, and I will spend the section of text that people get to see as they scroll down going ‘oh god what is she on about now?’ limbering up my writing parts, rather than getting to the point.
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Trans
During a quite remarkable session on Messenger this afternoon (I’d write ‘chat’, but while I wish it was actual physical talking, it isn’t), my splendid correspondent reminded me of a regular day/dream I used to have in the early 80s.
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Wind up robot
Elsenet (as said once in 1995 on The Well, by someone who probably quite liked Bruce Sterling books and had a pile of Mondo 2000 mags) someone was pondering-out-loud (Twitter. It’s a poorly-monitised poorly-realised simulation of what having angry voices inside your head all the time might be like. Christ what a bunch of bastards. Jabber jabber oi oi tits out, etc) about people walloping things to make them work and why do they do that.
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Fashion police five
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Muppetry
Oh, computer.
The ancient m/b, which I had managed to keep mostly working by throwing a SSD and lots of memory at, finally couldn’t keep up with the weight of the JS required to make FB work. There’s probably a coin miner deep in there somewhere.
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Filthy racket
I’ve been in absolute pieces wrt SOPHIE and I have been struggling for an even slightly rational explanation, but I think it’s about multiple wolves.
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Malarkey
The last few weeks I have been regularly moved to tears by the toast-rack in one of the kitchen drawers.
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Sprockets
(This is a C&P from an aged LJ post, inspired by some tangenteering on someone else’s FB. I’m posting it here because I’m not sure that adding to the tangenteering will help, although that does mean that half the people involved won’t be able to see it. Such is FB.)
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Monotype
I’m not sure I should bother others with weird dreams because they’re usually meaningless, but this one was, well…
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Interociter
One of the things that I’m doing at work is hacking on our VM-build rig so that is it less terrible to use. [1] Coincidentally, there’s some network-fondling going on that will make it ’trivial’(tm) to do IPv6 on the servers. So I have this medium-sized chain of VMs and config running on the Xen cluster in the basement and fucking hell has it been a right old laugh to make any of it work, hoo boy let me tell you.
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Angry brigade
Many years ago, when plotting my escape from VBCnet (ISP. Run by a Vietnam vet, which was, um, interesting) I went for an interview at something called X-Stream. The nice recruitment person was a bit secretive about what they did, mentioning little more than ‘ISP’ and ‘unique business model’.
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Jdam
The other thing that happened in the recent past was that we beetled off to the US. Mostly because it had been long enough since the last trip that the essential horror of driving terrible cars on terrible roads to terrible restaurants where you try to talk to twenty people who all want separate bills and still manage to have a ‘but I only ordered a salad’ argument with the staff who even I can tell want to kill everyone and hide the bodies in the dumpsters round the back, had faded.
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