After several years of “oh, I should get round to sorting that” in the past five days I’ve been officially told I have ADHD and unexpectedly started buying a flat after my landlord put it on the market. Tune in next week as I get remarried and adopt a dog in my speed run of being an adult with their shit together.
everyone loves .af, the fun domain name that everyone is positive af about! haha [five seconds later] we regret to inform you the domain is being used to fund the taliban
I am one (1) day into trying to buy a flat and already I’m wondering whether it would be better to just resign myself to renting for the rest of my life.
I have entered the world of trying to purchase property, which is apparently being run via some sort of time portal from the 1990s where nobody is able to use email.
It has been A Day. Recovered from it by spending three hours straight watching For All Mankind and I’m deeply thankful for being able to lose myself in some excellent people doing stuff in space TV.
Once again thinking about the film version of Children of Men and how scarily prescient it was, while hoping one day we’ll get past the current madness so I can once again watch it as a great film rather than a documentary of the next ten years.
Today in internet companies use data on everything I do to fail in targeting: YouTube recommended a video to me in which the host of a channel I’ve never watched before explains why he’s not going to be doing any more videos.
Today, 15 years ago #OTD the person or group with the fictive name of “Satoshi Nakamoto” created the first cryptocurrency named Bitcoin with the thought of it becoming a secure and fast alternative to fiat currency.
Now it's known as the most wasteful use of electricity, inefficient and limiting capability/functionality, as well as being among the most insecure and de-anonymizing ways to transfer money.
However, what Satoshi Nakamoto probably hasn't expected is how many scam-currencies would come after theirs, and how their invention would create a new breed of the most annoying people known to our species: crypto-bros.
Please can someone teach game streamers that screaming into their microphone just makes it clip horribly. Don’t do that please, I cringe every single time, and then my son gets annoyed at me.
I’ve spent most of this afternoon trying to understand how Web Push works, particularly under Safari on iOS. As with all things web this involves reading the documentation for 15 vaguely overlapping standards, and then divining the remaining bits via random blog posts.
My evening has been made by Siri responding to “remind me to buy AAA batteries tomorrow” with “ok, I’ve added buy triple-uh batteries for tomorrow”, somehow pronouncing it more as tripleuh.
Today in apps that should be websites news, I’ve received an email to let me know my coffee machine has an after sales support app now. I specifically bought it because it’s notoriously reliable and needs minimal maintenance.
I see Call the Midwife is still going with Christmas specials. Presumably they’ve now overtaken the present day and it’s a heart warming period drama from the post-apocalyptic hellscape of 2049.
Jusant is really quite a game. Captures the essence of climbing a cliff face, judging whether you can make a hand hold or a jump, without ever really having hard fail states so far. A very meditative experience.
For the last week I’ve been saying I’ll get an early night, and yet here I am, at 11pm, vaguely thinking about going to bed and reading for an hour or so.
“The signal is repeating! We’ve got the whole thing.”
“How many bits?”
“Almost 500k. 454,957 bits”
“I got a hunch, factorize that number”
“Bingo, seven fifty seven times six oh one. Think it could be a rectangular bitmap?”.
“It’s what we used to do back before those assholes let Arecibo fall down. Try bm2png.pl in my bin dir.”
“That worked. Holy shit I know that image. It’s the Pioneer plaque. That diagram from Pioneer 11 of human figures, and a map to Earth.”
“What, thats impossible, it’s only been, what, 70 odd years. That probe would still be in our own Kuiper Belt.”
“Outside it, actually, it’d be about one sixty AU out. They lost contact in the mid 90s. Still basically in our backyard but.”
“It’s too soon! If someone’s found it now, that would mean. Shit. They’re. Already. Here. Inside the Solar system.”
“And all they’ve got to say, is ‘Hi, we liked ur meme’.?”
“Maybe not, can you bring up an image of the original plaque? Are the images identical?”
“I’ll do a layer subtraction. Hey, there /is/ a difference. In the map of the planets. They’ve omitted Pluto from their copy.”
“Fucking hell. Little green reply guys.”
Is there a document somewhere that explains why Debian insist on referring to releases by the names of Toy Story characters rather that the corresponding release number, because every time I have to look up whether Buster is more recent than Bullseye or not I age another year.
I am disproportionately sad that when using an Apple TV for music it shows an endlessly looping animation that's kind of like an EQ, rather than it being an actual EQ.
How on Earth do Github still not have ARM runners for Actions three years after Apple made ARM processors common place on developer's laptops?