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heavy clouds come, and with them a bitter cold. luckily, I find firewood in the basement, piles of it. burning it keeps me warm, but it makes awful smoke. I watch the smoke join the clouds and make them bigger, heavier. cold gets colder. but that’s okay—I have plenty of firewood

the town I grew up in is surrounded on three sides by enormous earthen hills called “the walls”. saxons built them a thousand years ago to keep out the vikings. I walked to school along those walls. we’ve been doing this for a long time, and we’re going to be doing it more.

and I won’t mention them by name, wouldn’t want to summon them, we’ll just call them “the ruiners” won’t we? here to ruin it all. ah, there one is—seeping through the walls, its spherical body seeping ruinous fluids. it’s a kind of magic from space, we’re told, and we hate it

I’ve exploited a procedural loophole to seize power in my friend group. so far I have been a fair and kind leader, with none of the exclusionary cinema trips or last-minute bowling outings which so marred the anarchic time before my grace could manifest itself as a guiding hand

[yawning] sorry, I haven't had a full night's sleep in a while. apparently it's much more efficient to only charge your battery to 80%

I'm an unironic Goncharov defender. Never saw the issue with a bunch of strangers writing fiction together. I'd much rather have cringey crowdsourced Photoshops that misunderstand Scorsese or whatever than the endless AI slop currently clogging our beloved underwater bandwidth pipes.

I love this weird fake comics history thread so much, I love using this space to make the content I want to see on the web, I love how universally this was rejected because if I can love something everyone else found utterly dull then I must have unique taste and a singular vision, I love posting.

where is that fool leibowitz I told him I wanted fifty fresh canticles on my desk by lunch

I’m trying to have a nice conversation about the Spider-Man 2 train sequence, and my girlfriend Romy’s contribution is “I feel like in those movies there’s *always* a scene where they stop a train.” And maybe that’s true. But that one’s Really Good.

I’m not a person anymore. I’m a machine that resuscitates old iPad minis and puts Comic Zeal .ipas on them.

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and you know what? I resent that sometimes I'll be writing something, think, "oh, shit, that's sounds too 'chatgpt'" and feel I have to rewrite my perfectly good sentence to be "messy" and "human"". that's not technological progress, that's self-censorship

very informative ep, thank you. but I guess I'm wondering at what point in the 20-minute story about how you surrendered your problem-solving skills to an LLM do you start to consider that repeatedly shouting "claude fixed my app!" is signalling to listeners that it's not really your app anymore?

“way too many to keep under control”

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groundbreaking study of my bookshelf concludes that i have no works by malcolm gladwell (once you exclude outliers)

I am still taking photos as I walk around Toronto and later processing them and uploading them to Instagram.

they keep adding flavors to soda like it’s going to trick me into thinking there’s still sugar in there. what fool do you take me for, to play at “strawberry root beer cream” being a valid substitute for the very stuff of life itself???

the futurists worried that service providers would flood consumers with free hardware to hook them into monthly rental fees for content and bandwidth. how lucky we are, then, to still be paying for these evil phones

I’m a results driven person but about results from some tests I took in high school and at this point to be honest I feel extremely limited in my ability to affect those results

if you meet someone and they look bummed out it’s because until just a second ago they were trapped in the hell of the past and they have escaped it only to find themselves in this moment. you understand. you understand. you understand. you understand. you understand. you un—see?