My first instances were mastodon.lol and kbin.social. Guess I was unlucky.

It’s easy to say that it’s the same thing with aviation: every time something bad happens, we have to improve the technology and introduce safety features to planes.

Yet it’s surprisingly easy to forget that that’s only a small part of the entire safety process. They also improve pilot training. They set new requirements for infrastructure. New rules for air traffic control.

When I look at a lot of traffic accidents, I usually don’t say “wow, a new car safety feature would have saved the day” but “why were these people given a licence again?” or “what were they thinking when they designed this bit of road?”

I’ve heard of slow cooking, but this is next level stuff.

The avatar is a self-portrait. I made an avatar for Mastodon and decided to make a separate avatar for slrpnk.net to, you know, make it more solarpunk-y.

As for name, I picked Rose as my cutesy trans girl name - I also picked Xbox gamertag “Rose in Shadows” one day, and use “Yesterday’s Rose” in realname field in places. I guess I was mostly inspired by the last line of Umberto Eco’s The Name of the Rose: “Stat rosa pristina nomine, nomina nuda tenemus” (roughly “the rose of the past endures only in name; we hold only the bare names”) Dunno why I decided to put the z in “roze”. A momentary bit of edginess? Notorious Hacker Alias???

Tortoise: “I’m not a goddamn rock! You pooped on me for the last time! …Not so tough these days, eh, dinosaur?”

But seriously, not surprising. I heard that many tortoises, while herbivorous, will just happily munch all snails that rest on the greens. (For nutrition. And also to demonstrate superiour speed!)

My father had an Acer laptop. It broke.

One of my friends had an Acer laptop. It broke.

I think my father had a 486SX Acer laptop which worked wayyyy past its reasonable age, but it’s in the closet and the hinges look crumbly and I kinda fear that if I touch it it will be atomised.

Me, I’ve used Asus laptops since 2011, and these things are only slightly less resistant to nuclear explosions than Thinkpads

You just know the owner plastered the car with words like Joy, Knowledge, Self-control and Virtue because deep down they know they have none of those qualities and hope that this ritual will manifest them.

That’s not Zombo COM1:, that’s the serial port, the one above it. This is Zombo VGA.

You think it’s bad that the save icons have floppy disks?

A while ago, I was wondering why the usual icon for “database” (upright cylinder divided into multiple horizontal slices) looks like the original flowchart symbol for drum memory, further refined to look like a 1960s hard drive, you know, one of those washing machine sized units. But then again, if you have a serious database, chances are it’s running on some several layers deep virtualised replica of a 1960s system

I think one GTK/GNOME icon set had downward arrow pointing to a hard disk. Seemed clear enough to me.

Oh crap. Reminds me that for some reason or other (Mostly just time issues I guess, and because dualbooting Windows was pain I guess) I never completed Max Payne 2. As a giant fan of the first game I loved it.

Wonder if I need to go dig out the discs. Wait wait what, I already have MP1&2 on Steam? How? When did I get them? Never mind. Hope these aren’t a massive headache to get running

My favourite is Emoji Turtle Daily which is exactly what it sounds like. Sadly on hiatus but the archive is solid gold.

Time to quote the Bible to the boomers who always hypocritically claim to love it so much:

“To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:” - Ecclesiastes 3:1

…and mayonnaise should be used extremely wisely: never in vain, never merely due to tradition - and no matter what, it should always be used with full knowledge about its true, if somewhat mysterious and indescribable-in-words purpose. Those who never consider these mysteries are not fit to decide whether it is appropriate to use mayonnaise or not.

[mic drop]

“We’re building the Eschaton Immanentising Machine, from the famous theological treatise ‘Don’t Immanentise the Eschaton’”

(Also, using LLMs sounds a lot less efficient than the exhaustive search described in The Nine Billion Names of God)

One of my recent software projects has an “ignore” list feature, but I guess I have to update the terminology to “include/exclude” if that means chuds will stay away.

This is starting to get dangerously close to some SCP-1981 shit.

(I know, I know, real life already vastly surpassed all potential of art in the realm of presidential incomprehensibility in Trump’s first term.)

Come to think of it, the Covenant have a lot in common with American brand millennial Evangelists. Leaning really hard on immanentising the eschaton.

Heh, I’m getting back to physical media, and this big 4K TV is literally the first time ever where I’ve actually constantly noticed that DVDs might get a bit pixely.

(And even so, I usually blame not so great digitisation. Some transfers of old obscure titles were really sloppy, you really didn’t need a great TV to see the problems. Original was a black and white movie, the DVD was a bunch of grey mush.)

Funny thing, over here, OSM actually got weird rural stuff for a couple of rural towns I visited frequently about a year before Google Maps (and other proprietary services) was usable there. I think it had to do with some open-data drop from the government.

And seeing the services grow side by side also kind of gave away what their priorities were. Google: putting the local businesses and services on the map. OSM: document every single cool and convenient foot and bike trail.

They’re completely safe what comes to Potassium-40 radioactivity! You need to eat a massive amount of them to even reach the point where you experience radiation sickness. Actually, you might experience excessive potassium toxicity levels first. (Or you might not! Human bodies are equipped to get rid of excess potassium.) Or, you know, you might experience the problems of stuffing too much stuff down your gullet. There’s only so much stuff you can fit in your stomach at one time.