My Top Ten Rains

“Rain is a very special blessing,” my mother says. Even when I was little, she’d already been saying it to my sister and me for as long as I could remember. Just as my grandmother had said it to her, when my mother was not my mother but only herself, in the dry Texas summers of her own childhood. Eons ago and continents away, as children reckon these things.

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My Mom Has Some Pretty Good Fridge Magnets

This one’s relatively new.

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My New Year’s Resolution: Post More Garbage

You might be tired of hearing it by now. If so, I apologize. It’s just something I have a really hard time remembering.

I’ve been sticking to my daily schedule so far–and I’m really proud of myself for that!–but there’s a whole lot of half-finished posts piling up in my “drafts” queue and that feels like a bad sign. Microblogging has been great, and I’m going to continue doing it, but I think I need a bit of a nudge to actually finish more of the harder, long-form pieces. So here’s my resolution: at least one long-form post per week.

I expect I’ll put most of them up on Saturday, but that won’t be a hard-and-fast rule. I’d like to give myself a bit of extra time to start with, so I’m not going to. (Ha! Take that, me!) Expect a new long-form post by the end of this week.

(“Long-form” might be a bit misleading. The idea is simply to finish more of what I start; if I decide an idea doesn’t need more than a few paragraphs to be complete, that’s a win!)

Happy new year!

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Better Startup Idea?

Sometimes when I’m on the road, I really wish I had a car horn I could honk at just myself.

Frustrating day? Feeling sleepy? Missed your exit? Bad traffic that isn’t anybody’s fault in particular?

BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE(itsnotyouitsme)EEEEEEEEEP!

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Still Practicing My Selfies

I think my composition’s improving, but getting the pose to look natural is tough!

A caucasian male in a red sweater. Except for his ears, his head is completely obscured by the phone he's holding up to the mirror.
📱

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Girl, Are You a Medieval Weapon?

‘Cause you’ve totally poleaxed me ;⁠-⁠)

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Why Am I Like This, pt. XIII

*goes downstairs to get phone and check weather*

*spends two hours scrolling social media, reading webcomics, and/or writing*

“Oh geez, I’ve got to get off my phone and start my day!”

*goes upstairs to get dressed*

*finds clothes already laid out*

*starts putting them on*

*debates putting on long underwear*

*goes downstairs to get phone and check weather…*

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I’ve Finally Started Playing Deltarune!

Undertale is one of my favorite games, so this has been a long time coming.

The number “1225” seems to be significant for some reason, so I decided to take that as a sign to take a day off from my blog on the otherwise totally random date of 12/25–sorry for the short (negative) notice.

I hope you’re all enjoying the season of the Solstice, and looking forward to the new year.

Joy and health to you all!

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Making Coffee Be Like

Watch this poor, tired sap try not to lose track of the number of scoops he’s put into the coffee maker, on today’s exciting episode of “Can He Count to Four?

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This Ought to Be a Punishable Offense

Screenshot of an email from a credit company, offering the recipient a second loan while they're still paying off their first.
You’re doing a great job paying off your debt! Have you considered “lowering” your stress with…MORE DEBT?!

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GenAI Is Worse Than Soulless

Writing and art created by LLMs has taken us to a stretch of the uncanny valley so deep I’m starting to worry about ender dragons. It’s not just soulless, it’s worse than soulless, because it’s made to imitate having a soul but doesn’t quite make it.

Modern AIs have artificial souls. Substitute souls. They’re the astroturf of art; the hydrogenated oil of human thought and creativity.

No wonder they’re literally driving people insane.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: put a stop to it!

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