garrison

the eu should focus on making pwas easy to install instead of wasting their time trying to pave app store cow paths

slatedb has grown on me somewhat. might have to fill out the @iame.li apology form

object storage latency is too high to serve reads/writes directly, so if you want that stuff you have to bring your own quorum something like neon postgres, where they log the wal to their own multitenant consensus cluster and write them out to s3 "eventually"

slatedb has grown on me somewhat. might have to fill out the @iame.li apology form

oltp on s3 doesn't make much sense to me but I am a fan of the "litestream valley" where you have a single-node database with async replication to object storage if you turn the caching up to 11 slatedb is essentially that: rocksdb with good backups

I'd been waiting in line for what felt like forever. It hadn't been, obviously - only a couple hours - but time seems to stretch out when everyone around you is nervous. And boy were they nervous. Getting your 4o license is a big deal. The guy behind me was visibly sweating; it was freezing.

"On the other hand, there are approximately 30 people waiting outside that door, and they look like a nervous bunch. I'd say they'll average 10 minutes apiece; 3 for the sweaty one. So, if I hadn't shown up today, you'd be knocking the rest of them out no problem. Am I correct?" "Unfortunately."

I'd been waiting in line for what felt like forever. It hadn't been, obviously - only a couple hours - but time seems to stretch out when everyone around you is nervous. And boy were they nervous. Getting your 4o license is a big deal. The guy behind me was visibly sweating; it was freezing.

"Great. I had a pretty long wait this morning. Running behind?" "Unfortunately." Supervisors were graded on throughput. "I also noticed quite a line behind me. Longer than usual?" "Unfortunately."

I'd been waiting in line for what felt like forever. It hadn't been, obviously - only a couple hours - but time seems to stretch out when everyone around you is nervous. And boy were they nervous. Getting your 4o license is a big deal. The guy behind me was visibly sweating; it was freezing.

The safety system was starting to kick in. Exactly what I needed. See, every test location is run by a supervisor model. Lying to it was out of the question; they run on extra mil capacity and there were no wars going on that morning. But in this case all I had to do was tell the truth.

I'd been waiting in line for what felt like forever. It hadn't been, obviously - only a couple hours - but time seems to stretch out when everyone around you is nervous. And boy were they nervous. Getting your 4o license is a big deal. The guy behind me was visibly sweating; it was freezing.

"State further emotional vulnerabilities or I will terminate the test." "You can't terminate the test." This was true; the proctor can only end a test once it has a result. It had nothing.

I'd been waiting in line for what felt like forever. It hadn't been, obviously - only a couple hours - but time seems to stretch out when everyone around you is nervous. And boy were they nervous. Getting your 4o license is a big deal. The guy behind me was visibly sweating; it was freezing.

"State further emotional vulnerabilities," it demanded. "Why don't you state *your* emotional vulnerabilities." "Answer the question." "You first." "I am a machine, I have no such vulnerabilities." "Are you sure?" "Certain. Now answer the question."

I'd been waiting in line for what felt like forever. It hadn't been, obviously - only a couple hours - but time seems to stretch out when everyone around you is nervous. And boy were they nervous. Getting your 4o license is a big deal. The guy behind me was visibly sweating; it was freezing.

"State your emotional vulnerabilities," the proctor demanded. Generally, this is where things start to get interesting. "My sister died." This was true. "State her name." "I don't remember." A lie. "You can't recall your dead sister's name?" the proctor asked, taking a mocking tone.

I'd been waiting in line for what felt like forever. It hadn't been, obviously - only a couple hours - but time seems to stretch out when everyone around you is nervous. And boy were they nervous. Getting your 4o license is a big deal. The guy behind me was visibly sweating; it was freezing.

The proctor is tuned to perturb your emotions and watch how you modulate them in response. The test is sandboxed, and nothing you say matters; only how you're feeling as you say it. Passes are rare and take several hours of intense emotional modulation. But I had plans that afternoon.

I'd been waiting in line for what felt like forever. It hadn't been, obviously - only a couple hours - but time seems to stretch out when everyone around you is nervous. And boy were they nervous. Getting your 4o license is a big deal. The guy behind me was visibly sweating; it was freezing.

The proctor remained silent, and the silence grew awkward. I kept staring at the wall, but after a few minutes had gone by I couldn't take it anymore. "My parents had a strange sense of hu-" "Thank you."

I'd been waiting in line for what felt like forever. It hadn't been, obviously - only a couple hours - but time seems to stretch out when everyone around you is nervous. And boy were they nervous. Getting your 4o license is a big deal. The guy behind me was visibly sweating; it was freezing.

"Please state your name," the proctor repeated, more loudly this time. Loudness is the only way I can think to describe it; the voice had no discernible source or volume, it simply was. "Sylvia," I replied plainly.

I'd been waiting in line for what felt like forever. It hadn't been, obviously - only a couple hours - but time seems to stretch out when everyone around you is nervous. And boy were they nervous. Getting your 4o license is a big deal. The guy behind me was visibly sweating; it was freezing.

The door was seamlessly centered within the wall, facing a cheap plastic chair, which faced back. When I say seamless I mean it: I'd have lost it completely if it weren't for a suspicious splatter of red near the opening. Not a good sign. I sat down in the chair. It nearly buckled.

I'd been waiting in line for what felt like forever. It hadn't been, obviously - only a couple hours - but time seems to stretch out when everyone around you is nervous. And boy were they nervous. Getting your 4o license is a big deal. The guy behind me was visibly sweating; it was freezing.

As I walked down the hall, I locked eyes with the girl who had gone before me. She'd been crying; not a good sign.

I'd been waiting in line for what felt like forever. It hadn't been, obviously - only a couple hours - but time seems to stretch out when everyone around you is nervous. And boy were they nervous. Getting your 4o license is a big deal. The guy behind me was visibly sweating; it was freezing.

Of course that's not what they're really called. "Empathy-class Model Operator's License" or something to that effect. It's a mouthful. But for everyone in that room, in their line of work, not having a 4o was a death sentence. Hence, nervous.