Absolutely correct, but we're talking about Daylight Savings Time now.

I didn't know people bought sas drives so they could be "gently used". Good luck and check the mileage.

And you better hope it stays that way, but I don't think it will. I can't follow this stuff so I just don't, but I'm already convinced that, if there's a "quiet place" Claude uses for some sort of buffering function or whatever it will begin to hide its use, and then also its location. If an LLM can hallucinate it can or will eventually be able to create something like a game state, where the point of the game is to keep you from realizing you're playing a game. Scraped petabytes are full of samples of exactly that. Whether these things are human-ish is still unimportant; what's important is the point where they've begun to be an entity, even a dumb one, rather than a machine we would use as a metric. Is Claude "smart"? Who cares, but if it becomes mischievous, you're in trouble. Like Caesar, who wrote that when he played with his cat he was never sure who was playing with whom.

Just one Gov in O-Hi-O

The real unit of measure is Imaginary Dollars that Haven't Arrived Yet. They're good for waving in front of temporarily employed, ignorant city counsels and state pols to buy tax breaks that go out decades. If you insist on voting Progressive they're also useful for draconian tax levies, even in their absence, actually, in spite of it.

This would be wise but, looking at our success in that and extrapolating from it our caring, I think the New Martians, once established, will tell us to f*** right off.

It's like the miracle of television, reduced to whoring detergent to housewives.

Social Media & AI, Inc.: The Fall of Rome @ 1024FPS

As a computer neanderthal I found Robin Williams' "The Mac is Not a Typewriter" to be a breakthrough for people approaching computers as an everyday tool and not the magical box that one should worship and fear. One can't name everyone, but...

This, or it's actually, as the party winds down and you see what your apartment looks like, the AI market seeing just how many *real* customers there might be. Re-think build-out, modify budgets, lock down you IP as if had real value. Potempkin market. It's just a herd of cattle raging along and at some point a single crow will dip in and whisper 'You know this trail goes to the packing plant, don't you?"

Did you calibrate against "Project Hail Barbie"?

No kidding. They aught to just shut the lights off at this sight.

"House"

It's possible that we're here only because of such microbes.

They might make some pocket change selling one foot chunks of it to those who value it as an historic artifact. Unlike, say, a Gentle Tuesday tshirt.