I had a dream that involved Plan 9 last night. (The operating system, that is.) I don’t remember much of it except recognizing the look of the screen someone was sharing via projector as Rio.

I wonder what Freud would think of that dream.

It’s what happens after the throw.

No, just all I want to tell you about.

Out of curiosity, I went and found the OrcaSlicer ticket where they’re working on adding the bricklaying feature to OrcaSlicer. Seems like they’re just hoping it doesn’t attract Stratasys’ attention.

Even if they have to remove the feature, it’ll still be in the history of the repo and it should be relatively easy to unrevert and rebuild personally on one’s own computer if necessary. Until the codebase changes enough to make it harder to maintain the fork.

I vibe code Brainfuck using Eliza.

Stratasys still has a patent on it

That’s putting it generously, isn’t it?

This video from a year ago goes into why the patent they have today isn’t valid. (Short answer: prior art. They patented it in 1995 and that expired in 2015 in the U.S. and 2016 in Europe. Then they re-patented it in 2020, which isn’t really something they can do, but the patent office granted it anyway, probably unaware of the prior patent. There’s kindof a “new claim” in the later patent, but there’s prior art for that as well in the form of a 2019 feature request on PrusaSlicer’s Github.)

I get that Stratasys has lawyers and money and might theoretically be able to win even a case with as little merit as a patent case regarding that 2020 patent would have. But I’m not sure I’d go so far as to say they have a (valid) patent.

Blockchain can’t do that. Blockchain can’t do anything that something else can’t do better.

Hmm. I wonder if “work profile” functionality like what the “Shelter” app provides might mitigate that.

Lemmy.

Nobody’s said “this is going to be my year” in many many years.

Mom wanted me to go into music performance. I went into computer science both because “holy shit how cool is that” and to get out of music performance.

My alma mater had three computer departments: CSC/CompSci, CIS/Computer Information Systems, and Graphic Design. I’ve never been artistic, really, so I didn’t have a lot of interest in Graphic Design. But I didn’t know the difference really between CIS and CSC going into college.

I went to the head of the CIS department to ask about the difference and he was like “CSC is about building the plane, CIS is about flying the plane.” Misinterpreting that to mean CSC was about hardware and CIS was about software, I thought I wanted CIS. When I met with the CSC head, he met with me in a little lab in the CSC department. And on the shelves on the walls, there were robotic coin sorters and Lego robots and stuff. And that’s basically when I realized the CSC department was my people.

If your elephant needs pain relief, make sure to administer Tylenol orally.

Sulfer should be labeled “hell”.

A fun one indeed!

• Elohim, I prayed but you still ain’t answering.

• I said “amen” at the end and everything, but now I’m burning.

• I asked you twice to let me out and I’m sure you heard 'em.

• There probably is a “mysterious ways” thing going on or somethin’.

• Sometimes I speak without contrition when I supplicate.

• But anyways, fuck it, what’s up up there, man, how’s your begotten?

• Lucifer’s plotting too, he’s about to send an Antichrist.

• When she’s a ruler, guess what we’re gonna call her? We’re gonna call her “Beast”.

• I heard about your Son too, I’m sorry.

• Satan crucified me yesterday for fucking Lilith behind his back.

• I know you probably hear this every day but I need a favor.

• It really really sucks down here and I need a savior.

• I sneaked a Bible and put the pages all over my room, man.

• I like that shit you did to Job too, that shit was phat.

• Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back.

• Just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan.

• This is Stan.

• Skin’s red hot I’m wonderin’ why.

• I got out of heaven at all.

• The lake of fire melts my eyeballs.

• And I can’t see at all.

• And even if I could it’d all be red.

• Put your pitchfork up my ass.

• It reminds me that OH GOD GET ME THE FUCK OUT OF HERE PLEASE.

The famous violinist. Yes.

Honestly, still better than working sick with an office full of coworkers.

At least in my peer group, people hated Voyager when it was running too.

A song for you.

Two books I started reading knowing I’d disagree with the author:

• Introduction to Austrian Economics. That school of economics is helpful as a model for understanding economics, though only through the lens of an idealized system. The same way that understanding how a point-like mass moves helps you understand how a canon ball moves. But then it goes on to say that your inalienable/natural right to safety in your person is basically the fundamental property right from which all of what the anarcho-capitalists call “theory” directly derives. Which makes it rather circular. “Property rights ∴ property rights.”
• The Singularity Is Near by Ray Kurzweil. I knew my reaction to it would be visceral, but defending DRM was the last straw. I finished the Austrian Economics book. But I didn’t get a quarter of the way into the Kurzweil book before rage quitting.