Although we think of technologists as bright-eyed optimists — A computer in every home! Cars that drive themselves! — programmers are actually pessimistic, paranoid lunatics. I say this with love, because I respect the hell out of the mindset.
Some products have been and are still marketed exclusively at either boys or girls, but I'm of the firm conviction that home computers aren't one of them.
Männlichkeit, Krieg und ganz viel Liebe: They Hate The Love.
Ich will euch eure Männlichkeit nicht rauben. Ich will mit euch die Möglichkeit männlicher Körper imaginieren, die nicht im WettKampf mit anderen Körpern stehen. Ich möchte mit euch die Schönheit männlicher Körper erdreamen, die ihre Scham vor dem Wörtchen Liebe lauthals hinaus kichern, statt sie auf andere zu projizieren. Die die juvenilen Garderobenregeln brechen.
Htmx is a library that allows you to access modern browser features directly from HTML, rather than using javascript.
Relevant: Django, HTMX and Alpine.JS: A Match Made In Heaven.
New Words at dictionary.com.
Yesterday night, I posted around 50 new stories here – and then somehow made it to accidentally the whole thing…
No blog.p3k.org, anymore in the morning! 🙀
Of course I have a backup. Of course backup is created after the blog was removed.
From the browser cache and history I might be able to restore half of the postings from yesterday as well as hopefully all the tabs with the content I blogged about.
Stay tuned, non-existing audience; it’s all coming back to haunt you.
New friends, new books.
Enya: A Treatise on Unguilty Pleasures.
Does music have to be smart or does it just have to go to the heart?
New friends, new music.
The Comet Is Coming is a London-based band who incorporate elements of jazz, electronica, funk and psychedelic rock.
These memories can’t wait ❤️🩹
Dall-E, ChatGPT and English Lovers.
Haunted Hanukkah in Hell.
In the fiery depths of hell, a most curious thing doth transpire. For on this, the eve of Hannukkah, a great haunting doth occur. In the halls of the damned, the ghosts of Jewish ancestors past do rise, their wails and cries a haunting chorus in the air.
"Oy vey!" they scream, "What manner of hellish place is this?"
"Fear not, dear ghosts," a demon doth proclaim, "For though this be hell, 'tis also a time for celebration. For on this night, we shall light the menorah and sing of the miracle of the oil. So come, let us celebrate Haunted Hannukkah in Hell!"
And with that, the ghosts join in, dancing and singing, their sorrows forgotten for a time. For though they may be damned, on this night, they are able to find joy in the midst of their misery.
So let us all take heart, and remember that even in the darkest of places, there is always a glimmer of hope. For on this Haunted Hannukkah in Hell, even the dead are able to find some small measure of happiness.