Alistair Young @cerebrate@schelling.pt
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(He said, torturing the cultural translators some more.)
At one point in the development of organic/biotech computing devices, it was necessary to provide indicators of their internal state for their operators.
The resulting bioluminescent demi-fungus was named, inevitably, "blinkenlichen".
Look, just because you're fighting a nightmare _in_ the Solomons doesn't mean that you're fighting the Nightmare _of_ the Solomons.
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Nom - https://eldraeverse.com/2024/11/24/nom/
The diet of states.
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A request for MoronMail:
https://open.substack.com/pub/randombytes/p/things-that-should-exist-moronmail
The MTA for tired people and dumb internal applications.
I shall hire a bunch of reformed evil AIs, and I shall call doing so "Project Paperclip Maximizer".
So this never occurred to me before:
What do they do if they need to deport someone on the no-fly list? Put them on a boat?
I am begging you, with tears in my eyes, to write some better, meaning existent, diagnostics.
To clarify my k8s cussin', it would appear I blamed flannel unfairly. Well, mostly. It's this bloody thing:
https://github.com/kubernetes/kubernetes/issues/123120
Which means that a router glitching its prefix delegation post-power-failure over *here* can show up as k8s refusing to come up over *there*, in a miracle of intuitive obviousness.
You know, for something designed to prevent downtime, it's amazing how much of mine is caused by Kubernetes shitting the bed.
Today's contestant is flannel deciding that it's going to contact the k8s API to get its configuration over a network that doesn't exist yet, because it's administered by flannel.
Genius!
"Was that the primary power cable?"
"Did seem to resemble."
I had a plan for what I was going to do today, and then the fire nation attacked.
(By which I mean the power cable fell right off my gorram house.)
Desperately wanting someone to discover semiconductor-like behavior in tapioca pearls just so I can make incomprehensible jokes about boba FET.
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@cerebrate My only quibble is that I think half a byte should be spelled "nybl" instead. ;)
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.)
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“Have we been able to able to contact London?”
“Negative, Commander. All of our primary and backup channels remain down. We have also been unable to make contact with any other British submarines.”
“It’s been four days, now. I think it’s time. It’s safe to assume something catastrophic has occurred.”
The commander looked solemnly toward another senior member of the crew.
“Fetch the letter.” He said.
“Absolutely, sir.” The officer said, moving out of the submarine’s control room.
“You see,” the commander said, addressing the remaining crew. “Every Prime Minister prepares letters of last resort for British Submarines. It contains instructions on what we should do in the event that the government has fallen and we cannot make contact with them. No one has ever opened one of these letters, let alone had to follow the instructions.”
The senior officer returned with a sealed envelope, and handed it to the commander. The commander proceeded to open the envelope. He took out a folded piece of paper and paused.
“We are a family aboard this submarine, and we may be all we have left for one another. For that reason, I will read this aloud, so we all know the plan at the same time.”
He unfolded the paper.
“Here goes,” he said, taking a deep breath. “It reads, HP Laserjet P1102W Self Test and Device Configuration.”
The Commander stopped and looked up.
“I believe they may have put the wrong page in.”
I submit that I cannot be debauched until I've been bauched at least once.
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