Alessandro Mingione

Georges Beuville

I work as an elder and hospice caregiver, which I am oddly passionate about. I can love on them shamelessly and no one complains about my codependence. It's a win-win situation. Many of my caregiving colleagues complain about the repetitive questions and, sometimes reactions, of the elderly, especially when those patients happen to read the newspaper, especially with the current downward spiral of our country — as if these people haven't lived through enough horror... I love my dementia peeps, but sometimes wonder if there's a Guinness Book World Record for how many times an hour a dementia patient can repeat the same question — it's got to be in the hundreds. At least with small children, they ask different questions. Dementia patients will get stuck on one short question and ask it until you can interrupt their train(carousel) of thought and successfully redirect their attention. That carousel is pretty manic sometimes. A couple days ago, I picked up my mail from the post office and drove over to the nursing home to take (let's call her "Miss Daisy") Miss Daisy out for a drive. Before we took off on our road trip, to the end of The Road and back, in our landlocked little town (Juneau, Alaska), I set my copy of The Onion down in front of her. Over our two-hour excursion, tiny Miss Daisy read that front page at least a dozen times and each time she would snicker, giggle, and guffaw, then put it down on the dash board and, a minute later, discover it anew. I think it was the best afternoon of my life. We don't often hear them laugh and when they do, it's the sweetest thing you've ever heard. ... Thank you, thank you, thank you, for the really important work all of you do. You make the world a better place.

I got permission to share this, and I'm extremely grateful for that.

The Onion got this letter from one of our subscribers in Alaska. She works with dementia patients and decided to leave a copy in the car for each one.

This email made my year. Read it and you'll see what I mean. People are good.

I wrote a new thing about killing the metrics in your head, and how our inherent desire to know that we are being seen can be the thing that prevents us from caring as well and as much as we actually do. phirephoenix.com/blog/2025-05...

Thank you Lumpy for saving my life! You definitely deserve a treat.

I would die for this cat

Hey Marta, any chance this was recorded?

Back then you committed harakiri. Today you sell your company for scraps to HP.

Back in 2020 I took a Stanford continuing education class on the philosophy of AI and this was the main point we explored.

Some tech folks were pissed at the professor, but it’s pretty hard to argue against embodiment as a requirement for consciousness.

Really, I hope so

The tombstone with the inscription "FRANCISVS" badly spaced. There's too much space around the A and on the left of the V.

A friend (@dmnplb.bsky.social) made me aware of the bad kerning on Pope Francis's tombstone and I cannot unsee it

FR A NCISC VS

Every April, we celebrate Independent Bookstore Day to remind us how vital indie bookstores are to our communities and society. It’s a day of joy and solidarity, and significant financial impact for these bookstores. This year, Amazon is undercutting that with a “Book Sale” on the same day—a calculated move by a company that has already put half the bookstores in the country out of business, controls over 60% of the market and sells far more books than all indie bookstores combined. The people at Amazon responsible for the timing of their "Book Sale" should be ashamed, but they are shameless.

Man, this is a pretty fucking gross move from Amazon, huh? Good on @bookshop.org for not mincing words, though:

Man, I'd love if you did an hour-long overview of your tech stack and your settings, kind of like the packing streams you used to do, but for your computer and devices

Mill Valley isn’t real

Dunsmuir, July 2024 — Fishing adventures

A snippet of code showing an autocomplete suggestion gone wrong resulting in writing "capture;ass"

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Even those who go to therapy (me) think building a baseball diamond in a corn field would fix them (me)

This is fairly niche but if you want high quality, hand-knit, burly sweaters, Kanata—known for its cowichans—can do custom ones!

kanataknits.com

Link to Mono Lake West on the 1st of March:
www.gbuapcd.org/cgi-bin/revi...

apparently the GBUAPCD (Great Basin Unified Air Pollution Control District) monitors air pollution with camera that take pictures every 30 seconds. they also compile them into videos at the end of every day… you can just pick a location and a date and watch the clouds move over the sierras 😌

As the Trump administration purges web pages, this group is rushing to save them The Trump administration's erasure of federal data has put the Internet Archive in the spotlight. The organization, with its small but mighty team, is working to help save the world's digital history.

Ever grateful for the @archive.org.

Donate if you can!

www.npr.org/2025/03/23/n...

may I ask, what are you usually trying to do when the lack of information density gets most frustrating?

Spent a good half an hour debugging a CSS issue with AI gaslighting me the whole time and then I finally solved it by adding a wrapper div

When the UI designer designed the UI it worked as intended. So… no. Was there a designer involved in deciding to steal from tips while still reassuring the user that 100% of them would go to the workers? Doubt it.

ID on the glasses? 👀

i love bsky it's like my 2013 twitter experience... a social media version of those retirement homes decorated like the 50s

Hey real quick, I noticed your joke is incompatible with Kant's categorical imperative

The year is 2025. Computers are more advanced than ever. You have a supercomputer in your pocket. Eliezer Yudkowsky believes the human race will go extinct in 10 years because of extremely advanced AI. It's still nearly impossible to move a photo from one computer to another.