Friday 10
Friday 10: Everything is Temporary, Anyway
When the streets are wet. the colors slip into the sky.
Friday 10
When the streets are wet. the colors slip into the sky.
There’s a bit of a kerfuffle on Bluesky over moderation, leading to a little mini-exodus of people (as these things usually do). Familiar enough sight at this point. I’m not going to get into it because other people have done a better job (post one, post two). The
WebDev
Wanting more interactivity on my blog, even at a minimal level, has made static site generators more trouble than I want to deal with.
The morning after blues, from my head down to my shoes
A lot of folks are asking if AI makes developers more efficient, but we'd have to know how to measure efficiency first.
I was born to be a fiddler in an old-time string band
Sunday’s on the phone to Monday, Tuesday’s on the phone to me.
Giving the AI coding thing "the old college try," not that I tried that much in college.
All of the greenery is coming down, boy
Some thoughts after the first few weeks of my lyric guessing game.
When people argue about "purity tests" in politics, it’s to dodge accepting uncomfortable compromises.
The principle that reshaped how I wrote CSS.