That was in many way a very surprising week. A spontaneous decision meant that on Monday afternoon I drove into Köln. On Rosenmontag no less. I reached the town late enough that there weren’t any road closures, but being not very Karneval-minded, slowly rolling through the streets towards the hotel parking lot felt a bit like that scene in Strange Days where Lenny rolls through the city while riots and parties are happening at the same time all around him.
I’ve slowly been chipping away at the technical debt the (by now very old) theme of this blog. At some point I might even start to make changes that someone can see in the browser.
I haven’t really heard any feedback on the link dumps, until that happens, there is more of the same:
This is a good overview on the upcoming video features in Apple Podcasts. It’s very disappointing how Apple is handling this and if their goal is to break the YouTube video podcast monopoly then this might be exactly the wrong way for that. Instead they try to route around RSS. Ugh.
“Trust is Being Manufactured Faster than It’s Earned”
I’m not sure what kind of person thinks this is a good idea. Ugh.
Something tells me I will be thinking about this blog post a lot in the coming days, weeks, years.
Sigh.
Same here. I’ll just hope that the hardware I have stays alive as long as possible and start a little savings bucket just in case.
The very last sentence sold me on the movie: “a marvellous sympathy for the whole cast” – which seems to be surprisingly uncommon in a lot of stories and media. I know it’s not quite in the spirits of the times but I actually prefer watching (or reading) stories about people I can tell the author likes and that I can like as well.
If you have seen memes of Tim continvoucly morging and didn’t understand what has happened, the answer is of course: AI Slop. Thanks, Microsoft
I really like the DS3, easily the prettiest Citroën in modern times and the same can be said of the rally version. What a car.
Now it’s already five days into lent and as the old and tired joke goes: this year for lent, I’m giving up.