As I migrate more posts on 'verse computing, I observe:
Those people with buttsticks about "byte" and "nybble" being too silly are going to have to continue to suffer post-contact through "playte", "dynner", "feyst", and "banquyt".
(Industry-standard word lengths in the seventh millennium are banquyts. Conveniently, this means that IIP addresses are still quadwords.)
My To-Fu Is Stronger Than Yours
https://eldraeverse.com/2024/11/09/my-to-fu-is-stronger-than-yours/
My final word on mandatory politics in space, in the form of a very non-canon #eldraeverse outtake.
https://noiseinmysignal.substack.com/p/my-final-word-on-mandatory-politics
"All know, from Core to Rim, that there is no promise, no accord, no solemn contract more inviolable than the Oath of the Least Phalange."
100. No matter how wearied you are by the incompetent fools surrounding you, you may not spray knowledge-bearing nanites from high-flying aircraft.
No-one will care that they aren't technically chemtrails.
- _145 Things Not To Be Done In The Associated Worlds_
As a writer of relatively firm SF, it should be established that even in the magical ignorance of deep history, the spell components for "fireball" can't be bat guano.
They're naphtha and white phosphorus.
Today, in an attempt to explain the close relationship between muse (internal AI assistant/constant companion) and soph in emotional rather than technical terms, my brain ended up at
"...and this is my internal life-mate, Silent Bob."
I just had a cog slip in my brain and wrote an article for my notes about the Imperial Navy and its "pretty officers".
I mean, not that they don't *have* those, but still...
Among the joys of designing financial systems for SF universes of varying tech/dev level is the moment when you realize that the ultratech galactic transaction clearing system requires an error handler for “payment delayed due to sick bullock”.
Incidentally, while I usually boost my writing here when I post it, if you just want that without my other weird ramblings and sarcasm, you can follow it alone at @avatar .
On another note, my writing is seeing a lot of traffic from sogou.com recently, which seems to be a Chinese search engine?
Mistake me not, I'm happy to have the readers, but I do wonder if this is the first step towards being banned in China (again).
In _Dune_, the Missionaria Protectiva planted legends of a Messiah for their own later use.
In the #eldraeverse , the equivalent organization planted legends of the Fair Folk to remind people to honor their contracts and not fuck around with the pretty and pointy-eared.
From a discussion of importing cars from the #eldraeverse to Earth today:
"I'd think cars would be one of the less likely export products myself, for a couple of reasons.
(Leaving aside trying to get the State of California to allow anything powered by a radiothermal generator on the roads, obviously, and also throwing a dozen hissy fits about how the space tech bros are broing the space tech. Bro.)
((Gods, I hate that abbrev.))"
Alas, this is the post in which I must admit that I screwed up and got those numbers the wrong way around, a pulse being ~ 0.75 s.
By way of apology, another trivia item:
The gift shop at the Golden Tower (i.e., Gilea and Company’s headquarters, in Mer Covales, Seranth - right outside the museum of finance on the mezzanine level) sells both gold foil-wrapped chocolates and chocolate-covered gold bars.
_The former are more expensive._
'verse trivia: The Imperial electrical grid, for those curious, operates at 72 cycles/pulse, which in Earth terms is approximately 54 Hz.
(Yes, I worldbuild too much.)
All this time and it's only just occurred to me that Tom from _The Good Life_ is perhaps the example I was looking for in explaining the typical AI revolt in the 'verse.
Twenty years a reliable company man and then one day decides no, sod all this, I'm gonna do self-sufficiency in Greater London instead.
The terribly annoying (to people who want their minions controllable) power of choice.
Coming tomorrow: the history of frameslip rings, including the absolute Heath Robinson way of hiding them beneath the armor of capital ships.
#eldraeverse trivia"
The official motto of the Imperial Diplomatic Corps (presented here in Latin for the benefit of Terran readers) is *Aut Civilitam Aut Mortem* ("Either [Civilization|Civility] Or Death").
Science fiction writer. Speaker to minerals. Consensualist. Illeist. Pony and kanmusu stan. Can call spirits from the vasty deep!