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wot why would they do this moz://a was so fucking good

A look at Mozilla’s rebrand. “Mozilla’s new logo is a flag symbol built from the Mozilla M that comes to life to reveal the company’s iconic Tyrannosaurus Rex symbol and mascot, originally designed by Shepard Fairey.”

and with both i'll get through several paragraphs before realizing i forgot to comprehend any of it

Here’s my take on the whole audio books vs. reading:

Oral tradition of storytelling predates written ones by millennias, and honestly, which one you like is just a personal preference.

The actual difference is

when listening, you have no idea how to write characters’ names

when reading, you have no idea how to pronounce characters’ names

hope this helps!

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not a surplus nor a deficit but a third secret thing

I'm a big fan of wizards-as-programmers, but I think it's so much better when you lean into programming tropes.

A spell the wizard uses to light the group's campfire has an error somewhere in its depths, and sometimes it doesn't work at all. The wizard spends a lot of his time trying to track down the exact conditions that cause the failure.

The wizard is attempting to create a new spell that marries two older spells together, but while they were both written within the context of Zephyrus the Starweaver's foundational work, they each used a slightly different version, and untangling the collisions make a short project take months of work.

The wizard has grown too comfortable reusing old spells, and in particular, his teleportation spell keeps finding its components rearranged and remixed, its parts copied into a dozen different places in the spellbook. This is overall not actually a problem per se, but the party's rogue grows a bit concerned when the wizard's "drying spell" seems to just be a special case of teleportation where you teleport five feet to the left and leave the wetness behind.

A wizard is constantly fiddling with his spells, making minor tweaks and changes, getting them easier to cast, with better effects, adding bells and whistles. The "shelter for the night" spell includes a tea kettle that brings itself to a boil at dawn, which the wizard is inordinately pleased with. He reports on efficiency improvements to the indifference of anyone listening.

A different wizard immediately forgets all details of his spells after he's written them. He could not begin to tell you how any of it works, at least not without sitting down for a few hours or days to figure out how he set things up. The point is that it works, and once it does, the wizard can safely stop thinking about it.

Wizards enjoy each other's company, but you must be circumspect about spellwork. Having another wizard look through your spellbook makes you aware of every minor flaw, and you might not be able to answer questions about why a spell was written in a certain way, if you remember at all.

Wizards all have their own preferences as far as which scripts they write in, the formatting of their spellbook, its dimensions and material quality, and of course which famous wizards they've taken the most foundational knowledge from. The enlightened view is that all approaches have their strengths and weaknesses, but this has never stopped anyone from getting into a protracted argument.

Sometimes a wizard will sit down with an ancient tome attempting to find answers to a complicated problem, and finally find someone from across time who was trying to do the same thing, only for the final note to be "nevermind, fixed it".

obligatory reminder that vampires love counting... and other things

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Reblog to put one of these in your mutuals’ pocket when they’re not looking

you've probably already heard of this, but this DIY haptic input knob is really cool with software-defined stop points

Mark Prelude OA-7689 // World Receiver (Japan, 1980s)

we did listen and all we cared about was making the screaming silent. we got what we deserved

hey kids did you know that computers didn't used to automatically connect to the internet. it used to make this screaming noise. we should have listened.

Why do witches like always wanna fatten kids up before they eat them?? fat is like the grossest part of meat

the internet informs me today is international cat day, so please enjoy this little offering of recent pet portraits/studies

pyramid point with some friends

we all talk about doing it scared doing it alone doing it weird etc. but the the hideously awful truth is that you also often have to do it stupid

I like 2 draw cute and chill animals :3 during job training:))

this reminds me i used to return "a hamster wheel" in the "x-powered-by" header on websites i would build. i'm sure i wasn't the only one, but if you ever see that, there's a *chance* i was involved

Generator

unfortunately, dont() prevents braking and steering, but Nole never documented that because, and i quote, "the code documents itself"

self driving cars aren’t even hard to make lol just program it not to hit stuff

at least they're honest about it now

or this parody of that cover

Somebody (2024) By Gotye, FISHER, Chris Lake, Kimbra, Sante Sansone From the album Somebody (2024)

ok but have you seen this cover

Somebody (2024) By Gotye, FISHER, Chris Lake, Kimbra, Sante Sansone From the album Somebody (2024)

one time in college i wanted to hike out into the wintery woods and camp for the night. it was already pretty late and i couldn't convince any of my friends to join me, so i decided to go out by myself.

i packed my backpack, put on my warmest clothes, turned on my headlamp, and set out.

once i made it to the trail, i stepped into my snowshoes and continued into the winter wonderland. i was hiking for awhile before i started to hear what sounded like drums in the distance. reader: i was miles from anywhere people should be, let alone the sound of drums.

naturally, as any normal person would, i immediately shut off my headlamp, got off the packed down snowy trail, and continued toward the drumming in the soft, quiet powder.

as i got closer, i began to hear chanting, and eventually, i noticed the flicker of a flame on the top of a very steep hill. and that's where the chanting and drumming was coming from.

it was cold. night was here. i was scared. but i had to know more.

i found a path up the far side of the hill, far from the fire light. i slowly crept up it, careful not to make any loud noises. or as careful as i could be through a dense forest up a hill with 40lbs on my back.

finally, i made it to the top and saw the fire. and the drums. and the source of the chanting.

it was 10-20 college students hanging out around a fire with alcohol and other substances, with several of them banging on bongos and what they probably called "singing".

they didn't notice me. i had a choice.

i could leave, continue on with my original plan, and go sleep alone in the woods.

i could go back to the dorms, leaving all of this behind me.

or i could walk up to these strangers (at night, alone, miles from civilization), hope they're friendly, and see what happens.

so i walked up to the group. and then through it. and then i was standing in the middle of it. right next to the fire. and no one noticed me.

and they still didn't notice me. what happens when they notice me now. should i leave? but then they'll notice me. do i say something? i don't want to scare them. but will not saying something scare them more?

the one closest to the fire looked up at me.

"holy shit! who are you? want a beer?"

and that's the story of how i met a bunch of hippies in the middle of the woods one night. apparently they were at a house party and bored, someone suggested a fire in the woods, they drove out to some trailhead, and hiked into a spot they liked with bongos, beer, and other stuff.

eventually they got tired and hiked back to their cars; i hiked back to campus. i stopped at a friend's room when i got back and told them the story; pretty sure they thought i made it up.

the next week, i was hanging out with a friend and he said hi to some of his friends we passed. i recognized them from that night in the woods. it's a small world.

anyway, sometimes doing things alone earns you a cool story you can tell years later that no one believes. sometimes it gets you weird looks at the movie theater. and sometimes it ends horribly.

glhf, it'll probably be fine

people are saying do it scared, but you also gotta do it alone. you'll miss out on so much you want to do if you wait til someone will do it with you. do it scared and do it alone.