Short posts on random thoughts and things I notice in the world. This is my own Twitter (RIP). For medium to long form posts, visit the blog.
What a game I just saw. Argentina vs Egypt. That comeback!
I don't even really like futbol, but I'm in that temporary state of exception that happens every four years. And this game... I wish Mexico vs England last Sunday had been this one. But it wasn't, and right now I'm very happy for my Argentinian friends and for watching this absolutely fierce piece of futbol. Or Soccer, whichever one you'll have.
Fuck FIFA, though.
I just took this test to find My AI Compass, and although I doubt it has any scientific validity, it was amusing that the result is pretty much spot on with what I think.
The Shrug
AI is a thing that exists and you regard it with detached amusement, like everything else. It's overhyped, sure, but so is most stuff. You'll use it when it's useful and ignore it when it isn't, and you find the discourse more interesting than the technology. You are unbothered.
Via Gorkula.
There's a bit of a parallel there between journaling and vomiting: doesn't feel good in the moment, but afterwards you're like "thank god I got that out of me".
Campbell Walker (Struthless), Journaling but make it punk.
The current state of spam calls and messages is ridiculous. But before, or in addition to legislation, because that’s slow, complicated and scammers just don’t care, we need immediate tools on our end. What about a way to effectively ignore any non-contact call or text on my phone? No “silence” or a special list. Just make it not exist. I don’t want them to even reach me.
Meta update: I just added memories to the homepage list of content and to the everything page. It feels more complete.
I feel my brain dry. I call it "feeling gray". In days like this it's like I can't get any joy, and no pill is able to get me out of it.
I updated the tags in all the blog posts. They were all over the place, and there were almost more tags than posts. They should make more sense now.
Somebody keyed my car really bad, and my stoicism is being tested right now.
I was trying to fine-tune cross-posting for this blog when a thought hit me in the face: why the fuck do I need to automate all this shit? What for? Do I care that much about Bluesky and Mastodon to make sure I dial everything to perfection?
No I don't. And in the cases when I do, I can perfectly go and type the thing and hit send like a fucking human being and not a robot.
We saw Carlos Ballarta's new hour last night. Definitely, easily, the best stand-up comedian we have in latin america.
The whole show is him talking as if he's gossiping, with seamless transitions between subjects and covering a range of subjects from toxic nostalgia for old media to Israel and Palestina, racism, quiting smoking and alcohol, among others.
To reach a level where it seems that you're just talking from the top of your mind must be really difficult, but the guy does it masterfully.
👏👏👏