IT'S MY BIRTHDAY and i would like to shamelessly self-promote my dog comics and associated merch if that's alright with you
i make a silly webcomic about my dog and then i post it online for entertainment it's called the pyr review and you should check it out (instagram: @the_pyr_review)
OK, this is actually a *really* good explanation of the practical issues that most people are gonna run into with AI, though. (From a PMI training course)
There are these repeated injuries in hadrosaur tails. There were a few theories on this, but one of them stands out. No easy way to say this: some dinosaurs were really into rough sex. 🧪
Link: https://www.cell.com/iscience/fulltext/S2589-0042(25)02000-0
You know those ads that show someone having an over-the-top struggle with a simple task to create demand for a product that’s largely unnecessary? …Yeah.
Eventually, Elrond's account of the One Ring ended, overruning the meeting time by 20mins.
Despite his lengthy discourse on the subject, everyone later noted that, in the minutes, Elrond had avoided giving himself any actions related to actually dealing with the One Ring problem.
You know, sometimes I think about how when I was a kid, you had maybe two daily news shows, the local paper, and public broadcasting. I don’t love the way we’re inundated with news now, but it’s hard to overstate how factors like blogs and camera phones changed the ability to control the narrative.
Sigh… apparently I need to explain that this post is not “yay for everyone having a hot take,” it’s “these days if you know something critically important, you don’t need to convince a reporter to listen to you in order to get more than about a dozen people to hear about it.”
Who here has a paracosm? Defining it here as, a world you like designing, thinking about and creating for, but isn't necessarily destined to become a fully-fledged product?
What's your paracosm like? Do you use it to help you get to sleep?
#writing#fantasy#art
Me, a Gen Xer, taking a long drag on a cigarette: yeah I learned about Benjamin Franklin’s reputation as a notorious womanizer from a children’s book where he was BFFs with a talking mouse
Even if this were viable as a concept (that there's an afterlife; that it allows conversations with others; that enslavers are going the same place as you), who cares? Oh, are you mad at me, Ben Franklin? Tough shit.
So I get back to the house and the termite control guy is doing the quarterly thing.
TURKEY DOG: Wowowowow! Woof! Woof!
ME: Sorry about the dogs, they’re gonna talk to you the whole time you’re here.
TERMITE GUY: I got here about half an hour ago and they have been.
So much of the anti-woke vibe shift was just a demand by abusers and their allies that the victims of abuse shut up already, laundered into politesse by magazine editors
Losing my mind at how no one (everyone) could predict overturning Roe v Wade, no one (everyone) could foresee Jan 6, no one (everyone) could imagine the wild tornado of corruption in Trump 2.0, no one (everyone) could guess the economy would come crashing down...
Kind of hilarious how they’re acting like this is a brand new thing because Woke and not possibly part of the reason people have been fucking off across the sea in extremely fragile oceangoing vessels since the dawn of humanity, though
Family estrangement isn't new. The present moral panic is a version of Wilhoit's Law: there are family members whom the family code protects but does not bind and those whom the code binds but does not protect.
Elders can denigrate you, police your politics, choose your mate, blackmail you.
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I was identified as a high achiever in kindergarten because I learned to read like a snap, and everyone was then SHOCKED that I had trouble learning to tie my shoes after they had clearly explained that the laces moved like a bunny going around a tree trunk and into a hole.
“You have once more plunged the dagger of justice into the back of an innocent” is officially a line that goes WAY too hard to be in a reality game show.
AI is conscious AND it is my girlfriend AND it is my slave. A perfect scenario for me, a normal person. Not gonna think too deeply about this. Now do all other living human people deserve the level of investment devoted to my Tamogotchi slave girlfriend? Not so fast.
Something was scuffling around in the woods behind my house just now and my first instinct was to go try to see what it was, and once again it's entirely possible that I owe my life to the way the line "HOW, Dr. Dolittle?" took up residence in my brain.
www.instagram.com/reel/DdRhCvS...
Every movie, song, and book that you love was made without the technology that people who don’t make art are now insisting is necessary for making art.