Normally, I am very unconcerned about the little details of day-to-day life. But today I’m trying to clean a lens. A camera lens.
Yes, I have a lens cleaning kit. Sure. And no matter how many times I try, no matter how gently or how severly, no matter fast or slow… I always leave streaks!
It’s driving me absolutely nuts. Absolutely nuts.
Damn. More streaks!
All the world hates the anthropologists.
§ Schrödinger’s AI is possibly broken and possibly working. (Also: vLLM for v620)
§ As you get older, the ghosts become more real than anything else.
§ Under the leaves, soil. Under the soil, stone. Under the stone, souls.
§ Radically empowering individuals in society may be the worst mistake we ever made.
§ Want to be a radical? Refuse to suffer. Then, wait for the assault.
§ Goodbye 2017, part two. (The real part.)
§ Sometimes you find home where you’ve never been—and you dwell where you aren’t.
§ The self can’t play Atlas for postmodernity because science is now supernatural.
§ Rehab is universal. So is history.
§ Identity, transcendence, and tactics.
§ Untitled. (a.k.a. Pretty faces, new old photos.)