I’ve always been a bit cranky and obtuse but now this attribute better fits the age demographic I am inexorably sliding into…Long story short, the ads are more relevant but I forget them faster.


(breathlessly)…it’s about a hacker that knows super-advanced Cashzeer, who goes to a self-checkout at a store and (flurry of typing) the system buys everyone’s groceries and gives back ATM-level (big gesture) change, and some running, and then a guy in an apron yells, and…you in?


Unwanted Series Extension

So, part 2 tanked, mostly because it was literally a rehash of point 1. The 2. Language changes apace with the real world. Yeah, language in the broadest sense, so human, natural, and otherwise is in rapid flux as far as afaict, and I do not mind. But I don’t like language games intended to harm, either to harm real people or to harm the game itself. Don’t like it.

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Return of Pedantic Ass-Clown

Summary of part 1 : It is cool now to say stuff it was not cool to say earlier. So, 2. doing things in language that you cannot do in the real world. Well, we all know an example of that! :-) You are soaking in it. In case that was too dense, or you are, what I mean is this: To speak of “we all know” is possible, but it doesn’t refer to anything in the real world, only to something else in the world of language.

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Pedantic Ass-Clown

So, I do not want to come across like a pedantic ass-clown, but it is super important to keep two things in mind: 1. you can do things with language that you cannot do with the real world, and 2. language changes apace with the real world. Take a term like ‘ass-clown’. I use it now with impunity, unconcerned as to its potential effects on others and on my reputation. Would I have, even just a few years ago?

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Who’s to blame when parties really get out of hand? Who’s to blame when they get poorly planned? Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-ooh Crashers get bombed, slobs make a mess You know sometimes they’ll even ruin your wife’s dress Crashers getttin' bombed, who’s to blame?

#b52spartyoutofbounds


Time waits for no man … or woman for that matter. Or kids come to think of it — no one really. Time is kind of an impatient asshole. Hey, ease up, Time.


If you are quiet, and the rain stops for a minute, you can hear Tom Waits asking “What’s he building in there?” almost everywhere in Portland. ❤︎


Marvin’s Follies

Hey, AI pro’s, does sentience bring with it madness? Seriously, I mean, it seems our terrestrial consciousness suffers this often, around the globe, across the ages, the examples too numerous. So, do we really want to build machines that can go crazy? I mean, considering how much damage a single person can do, and machines amplify our basic human powers, right? I mean, geez. Maybe the best way to get better thinkers out there is to raise them rather than try to build them.

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