I was thinking a nice golden throne. More appropriate for a god-emperor.

I like the ‘:has’ pun in the title too. Supporting that is a real game changer!

Alright this just has me wondering which is worse, a wet fuck or a dry one…

Was that Edelweiss? I don’t know what to do with this.

Oh no, not Lucas!

This isn’t the most substantive of your comments in this chain, but I think it deserves some attention. It’s perfectly worded and it’s a concept more people need to embrace: you don’t have to speak in absolutes and it’s okay to express the limits of your knowledge.

Like the infosquitos: “this guy sure loves porno!”

Yeah that’s how I feel about ads targeting children (even when the products are intended for children): they are not yet equipped to look at the ads critically and recognize when they’re being manipulated.

Do you have any theories as to why this is the case? I haven’t gone anywhere near it, so I have no idea. I imagine it’s tied up with the way it processes things from a language-first perspective, which I gather is why it’s bad at math. I really don’t understand enough to wrap my head around why we can’t seem to combine LLM and traditional computational logic.

Katamari Damacy is the first one.

Oh man that’s… Well done, well done!

Points for “sassy robot.” But you could have described it worse. This was the first one I could identify.

I was raised Catholic, but I’ve been an atheist for—oh fuck I’m old—more than half my life. But… Monastic life seems pretty dope. Why can’t there be a secular order that’s just devoted to knowledge/contemplation for its own sake (or the betterment of humanity). I know it kind of sounds like I’m describing a university, but I mean with the personal discipline, strong communal bond, and simple lifestyle.

I can’t be sure it’s not a false memory, but I seem to remember sitting all buckled into one of those removable car seats on the floor of the hallway in our first house. The low perspective is very vivid and the place in the hallway is very specific (the threshold of the living room). That house would put me at under 4, but the angle etc would suggest I was much younger and in an infant car seat. I can never be sure if the level of detail supports it being a real memory or a false one. My first memory’s definitely in that house though. I remember in the heat of summer hanging out with my mom in the one room that had an air conditioning unit. But I was definitely ambulatory at that point.

Hah! That was definitely something that arrived in the “family” email that we all thought was just the funniest shit we had ever seen. Weirdly similar circumstances.

A boring dystopia.