Alistair Young @cerebrate@schelling.pt

me: Today, with all the major social media sites in the world down, I feel pretty good about my decision to self-host everything important.

world: But there are only two people on your self-hosted chat server!

me: I repeat, I feel pretty good about my decision to self-host everything important.

Thinking about starting a scam selling AI-generated old masters.

I call it "Make Monet Fast".

If you cannot perceive profit in anything other than express monetary terms, then for the love of sanity, please stop having opinions about anything at all, ever.

One day, it is possible I will see one of those memes of a symbiont pair sharing resources with the "yo why are they doing this if there's no profit incentive" caption without the urge to kill rising, but it is not this day.

(Spoiler alert: they are both profiting from the relationship. That's what makes it mutualism - i.e., what the popular meaning of symbiosis is assumed to be - and not parasitism and provides the evolutionary incentive for them to do it. Idiots.)

Oh, the Galaxy’s wars are frightful,
But the Shroud is so delightful
So while there’s no place to go
Take some Zro!
Take some Zro!
Take some Zro!

#stellaris

Reminder that "Tumblr/Wordpress selling user posts to AI companies" actually means "Oh, that stuff freely available to anyone on the Internet? Here, let me put that on a disk for you."

Those concerned with the Internet becoming flooded with vast quantities of AI-generated garbage content not worth the reading appear not to have noticed that it has managed to survive being flooded with vast quantities of human-generated garbage content not worth the reading.

This is just history repeating itself with robophobia.

On another note, I am rather surprised to learn that there doesn't appear to be a dedicated ICD-10 code for "Fall through ceiling".

(Floor, yes, but floors and ceilings are not isomorphic. If my attic had had a floor, this whole issue would have never arisen.)

((I hasten to reassure that this was because I looked it up myself, not because I needed medical treatment.))

(I am expecting this to trend low, on the grounds that once you take the plunge, you get even more fuckin' careful than you thought you were being previously, but it's not like I'm sitting on a wealth of data points here.)

So, since my ridiculous sitcom-worthy accident, people have been telling me stories about professional attic-workers falling through ceilings.

This gives me a statistical curiosity, so, folks: if you spend time in attics, how many times have you fallen through a ceiling in your career?

Achievement unlocked: fell through the ceiling.

(I won, but not without cost.)

Today I saw a reminder of the number of "God-killed" zygotes that fail to implant or spontaneously abort early in pregnancy (something around 60-70% of the total), and I am shocked my own self that no-one is yet screaming about how this is eugenics.

Because it is, you know.

It's literal, if natural, eugenics.

Our state fish is the channel catfish, and our state phish is fake calls from your credit card provider.

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.))"