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Programmer. Nerd. Introvert. Probable dumbass.

This machine blocks Luddites.
Doomers, Neo-Luddites, Unicorn Theorists; my block-list grows.
February 4, 2026 at 3:38 AM
#aiart prompt 1147: In black ink with red watercolor on beige: a gothic scene: the dragon perched on the manor house.

#DragonTuesday
February 3, 2026 at 9:41 PM
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#aiart prompt 780: Out of body experience. Cyanotype; low depth of field; high contrast.
February 3, 2025 at 9:10 PM
#aiart prompt 1146: A city of sand and stone; a city of bulky, tactile, retro tech; a woman wearing a half-cape and matching kepi walks near a street corner near an aged silo. Warm; low contrast; washed out.
February 3, 2026 at 1:35 AM
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#aiart prompt 779: Like dirty, cracked, and peeling vellum: a desolate landscape, as seen from above, of dried lakes and riverbeds, of burnt and blasted trees, of salted playa and fractured stone.
February 2, 2025 at 9:13 PM
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#aiart prompt 778: Cat in a top hat of quantum instability.
February 1, 2025 at 8:43 PM
#aiart prompt 1145: The anthropomorphic cat wore a hooded cloak; she leaned back in a recessed doorway, watching the road for activity before heading out. The night was calm, the sandstone warm.
February 1, 2026 at 6:23 AM
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#aiart prompt 777: Yellowish orange blobs in thick, viscous black liquid. Weak ambient light. Low depth of field.
February 1, 2025 at 1:29 AM
#aiart prompt 1144: Outré demonic portrait, three-quarters view, close up, looking away; blended with a blue plasma pattern. High contrast; low depth of field.
January 30, 2026 at 9:56 PM
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#aiart prompt 776: In cyan and magenta tones: beachfront idyll; dual-toned photography; low depth of field; spatial blurring; light burnout; randomly stretched horizontal distortion.
January 31, 2025 at 12:22 AM
I’m seeing a whole lotta posts in Discover that appear to be geared towards either (1) suppressing voter turnout and/or (2) assuaging guilt over throwing us to the barbarians.
January 30, 2026 at 4:28 AM
#aiart prompt 1143: Inverted, a channel of water running along the ceiling of a tunnel; a small boat traveling there in. A woman in the boat, her loose hair hanging downward.
January 30, 2026 at 4:24 AM
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#aiart prompt 775: A red leaved tree, tinged with frost, at night in low light. Swirled, abstract.
January 29, 2025 at 8:49 PM
My first successful run in Woodland in #HeIsComing. I’m so ridiculously happy with how this went.
January 29, 2026 at 10:21 PM
And thus finished the first book of 2026.

Le Morte d’Arthur, at my ponderous pace, was read over the course of 28 days, averaging about 80 minutes a day; total read time: about 37 hours.

At the font/text size settings, I read about 34 pages and hour, 46 a day.
“When Sir Tristram heard how Sir Palomides went to his death, he was heavy to hear that, and said: Howbeit that I am wroth with Sir Palomides, yet will not I suffer him to die so shameful a death, for he is a full noble knight.”

X.LXXXV

The bromance doth anon.
“Anon as Sir Palomides came into the field, Sir Galahalt, the haut prince, was at the range end, and met with Sir Palomides, and he with him, with great spears. And then they came so hard together that their spears all to-shivered,”

X.XLII
January 29, 2026 at 5:33 AM
I should be finished with Le Morte d’Arthur today, so cheesy medieval themed images should become rare, again. At least, until I decide to reread White’s Once and Future King.
January 29, 2026 at 3:35 AM
#aiart prompt 1142: A woman—glowing, ephemeral, ghostly, angelic—in flowing white robes, head bowed, walks through dense woods, carrying in both hands a large, ornate goblet. Layered, within obscuring trees and brush in the foreground.
January 29, 2026 at 3:32 AM
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#aiart prompt 774: The dragon on wing over the countryside. Claymation, low depth of field, dramatic lighting.

#DragonTuesday
January 29, 2025 at 3:40 AM
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#aiart prompt 773:

Soaring upon the nether-light,
scaled wings beat in flight;
sinuous neck, horned pate:
look away ere you meet your fate!
For fire the wyrm doth bring,
with it the stones doth sing.
(cont)

#DragonTuesday
January 28, 2025 at 7:49 PM
#aiart prompt 1141: Viridian dragon flow. Minimalist; out-of-focus; chromatic distortion; cool lighting; light burn.

#DragonTuesday
January 27, 2026 at 6:41 PM
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#aiart prompt 772: The hands see all
January 27, 2025 at 9:32 PM
My email address—established so long ago it be old enough to drink—has a very deliberate period in it, separating my names.

I get a lot of junk mail, phishing attempts, spam, etc. I set up, long ago, a label to auto apply to email sans that period as “Likely Fraud”.

The label remains undefeated.
January 27, 2026 at 4:28 AM
#aiart prompt 1140: The robot stood up at the town meeting to speak its mind; those sitting in the nearby pews turned their attention toward it. Rockwell-esque painting.
January 26, 2026 at 9:21 PM
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#aiart prompt 771: Molten drops of glass accrete into a miasma of refractive haze. Low depth of field, warm lighting.
January 26, 2025 at 8:45 PM
The YouTube Bob Ross channel has been doing nonstop all-weekend streams for about the past month. It’s been a nice mental sanity preserver.
January 26, 2026 at 9:05 PM