My Favorite “AI”
I keep seeing funny disturbing results from #AI after the reveal that ChatGPT has been banned from Stack Overflow and I keep having flashbacks to Subservient Chicken™ my favorite "AI" of all time. It occurs to me there is a whole generation who have no idea what I'm talking about.
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Let Me Please Introduce Myself…
You Can’t Always Get What You Want…
Luckily we did and bypassed this obscene scene!
Sixty…
Five…
Dollars…
for…
PARKING
!!!
WTHolyF???
‘Cause I Just Can’t Seem to Drink Y…
Yeah no, I can drink. We can drink. And boy did we get lucky (understatement!!) when we found 3 empty seats at the bar of a nice little place nearby that I’d love to mention but can’t for the life of me remember the name of. We had some lovely plates (the pork belly in kimchi sauce was surprisingly OMG good!) and cocktails (Gin! Some peachy thing masquerading as a raspberry thing) for what probably would be the price of a hot dog and coke inside the stadium.
To the Edge of This-uh World…
Getting in was a piece of cake since we didn’t use the entrances that the “herd” was lined up at. I was a little miffed because I had gone to great lengths to do the non-purse purse deal, spreading neccesities throughout my pockets and tucking phones into my waistband, etc. obeying the “no bags except clear bags” rule of the stadium, but lo and behold, all these women were getting in with their REAL albeit small purses. Note: My coolie leather covered in fringe jacket that I brought has ZERO storage capability. No pockets. None. Not even a clever little something inside. Nothing.
We start the hike up the ramps to the 300 level. Pretty sure this is a mile hike. All I know is my phone app told me I walked 4.4 miles that evening, and the bar was only a couple blocks away so… do the math. Unless the app calculates dancing as miles… nah, the number would have been
Jupiter conjunct Venus in Scorpio today
Jupiter pushes more more more until we are forced to draw the line and we say “enough!”. Venus is the feminine. They are joined together in deep dark secretive sexual Scorpio. Huh. Funny how astrology works. How many women have drawn the line and outed their sexual abusers?
My Record Store Day Story
Today, Elton John is being named the 1st Record Store Day Legend in celebration of its 10th Anniversary. Elton is releasing a special edition of my personal all-time favorite album 11-17-70. The entire setlist is on this new version and it is of course, on vinyl. Congratulations Sir Elton!
My record store flashback involves this same album. The year was 1995. I had (*FINALLY*) gone to my first Elton concert. Yes I know, hard to believe. I’ve been a hardcore Elton fan since I was 14. To my defense, he did not make stops in Seattle very often, so opportunity had been my biggest enemy.
Anyway, once I saw him live in concert, something switched in my brain, and I could not get enough live material, (read “bootlegs”). I was now on a mission. *looks all serious* I had to find more live stuff. More I tell you. More! So I started hitting all the record stores I could on a regular basis. Even started going to the record shows in Seattle. I did find plenty but that’s for another time.
I walked into a record store in Ballard and struck up a conversation with the owner. Since Elton is what I was looking for, that is of course what the topic was. He held up the newly released (1995) remastered CD of 11-17-70 and started singing its praises. I told him it was my favorite album. He said the remaster was so amazing. I argued with him. I told him there was no way it could be made better. I dug in my Taurus hooves and refused to believe him when he insisted it was *so* much better than the original.
Please. If I buy the CD, he makes