So Jacob was left alone. A man was passing by, so Jacob pounced on him and wrestled with him until daybreak. When the man couldn’t overpower him, he wrenched Jacob’s hip out of joint, and said, ‘Let me go!’
But Jacob replied, ‘I will not let you go unless you give me your Lucky Charms!’
do not ask yourself whether or art is good instead ask is it sincere was it cathartic was it fun to make is it made by me and don’t forget to stay silly
it’s really funny seeing which things are translated and which aren’t, like “Berichten” is but “Go Live” isn’t lol
discouraging myself from using social media by turning all the interfaces into Dutch
i wake up and i tell myself "i will be less mad online" and some days i am less mad online but this week has not been the most successful all things considered frankly
what about discord queers ….
I Work Very Hard, And I Would Like To Try Cake By A Horse Hello. I am a horse. I work very hard at my job of being a horse. When humans say move the heavy thing, I move the heavy thing. When humans sit on top of me and pull on my head, I carry them where they want to go. The main food the humans give me is hay and oats. But I am thinking it would be nice to have a different food. I am thinking I would like to try cake. Yes, yes. Cake. I know all about it. When humans eat cake, it is in glad times. It is the food for a celebration, such as when a woman becomes 47. I have seen cake on the Fourth of July. When humans have a cake, they stand around it and clap hands and smile and say happy birthday at each other. Sometimes there are beautiful markings on a cake, such as balloons or a pink shape. Sometimes the top of a cake is on fire and a boy must blow on the fire with mouth wind. This is the scariest cake. I do not want this kind. But I will eat any other cake. Any cake that is not the fire cake that tries to kill the boy. Please understand: I do not get money for doing work. I do not get to go inside the house. All I am either doing my horse job or standing in my pen or eating food off the floor. I always do these things. But I have never once gotten cake and I would like it very much. I have noticed that human children get to eat cake. But I am bigger than the children. I am more helpful to the farm. Children do not move the heavy things like me or let anyone ride on them. And yet they get cake. Maybe the humans will realize this. Maybe they will say, "You know who deserves cake? That horse. That horse whose back we are always on." Every day I dream about what it will be like if I get to eat cake. Here is what will happen. First, I will walk to the cake and putt my nose at it like hrrfff to make and stomping my hooves to make sure it is not a snake. Then I will trot in a circle to show that I am a horse and I am large. After that, I will nuzzle the cake to …
The horse op-ed is an instant classic. I can't tell you how much joy this piece gives me.
It should be taught in every introductory writing class in no small part because the horse arguments are so compelling. "I have noticed that human children get to eat cake. But I am bigger than the children."
A colourful box that says: New blog post! Callgraph Analysis Writing custom lints for fun and profit! Compiler team lead Jynn Nelson dives into the world of static analysis and callgraphs by showing how Ferrocene ensures that only the most strictly tested code is used in safety-critical applications. Thank you for reading and following us on BlueSky.
Some fun compiler-adjacent #RustLang reading: How can you make sure [panic!] is unreachable in part of your program? This write-up goes into how we approached callgraph analysis in #Ferrocene – and how you can try it out for yourself!
👉 ferrous-systems.com/blog/callgra...
THOMAS BAUER UNIVERSITÄT MÜNSTER “Ayna hādhā min al-Mutanabbī!” Toward an Aesthetics of Mamluk Literature Introduction A few years ago, I was searching for manuscripts of Ibn Nubātah’s Al-Qaṭr al-Nubātī, his once-famous collection of epigrams. I found out that one of the many manuscripts was kept in a library in the Arab world, and when I happened to visit that country, I decided to stop by and ask for a copy. My visit was successful. I was not only given a free copy of the manuscript, but also an appointment with the director of the manuscript department. Our conversation was less successful, however, since the director harshly disapproved of my scholarly interests. In his eyes, the study of Mamluk literature was not only a waste of time, but an enterprise that would do nothing but bring shame on the Arabs as well. “There is nothing in Mamluk literature,” he concluded, “illā madḥ al-nabī wa-mā yusammī al-Amrīkān ‘gay literature.’” Before I had time to protest, he read the first line of the first epigram at the beginning of the manuscript aloud and exclaimed: “ayna hādhā min al-Mutanabbī!” “What’s this compared to al-Mutanabbī!”
"There is nothing in Mamluk literature but praise of the Prophet and what Americans call 'gay literature'."
one of those murder mystery dinner parties, but we already know that what killed her is grief. we're just looking for someone to blame. but who can we blame, when it was all of us, together, who abandoned her. and what does it mean that grief can tear a body into ragged, bloody pieces like that
“the market can remain irrational longer than you can remain solvent”
i swear to god i was planning to call myself Jezebel lmao
puppy!
we should increase the supply of electricity and associated infra until people complain that it costs too little
A picture of a mailman being attacked by a dog in shoes. The text says Those are my shoes Give them back you are a dog They don’t even fit
Gotcha
A parody of an old USPS PSA graphic about the difficulties mailpeople have with dogs with the title "Put yourself in my shoes" but now it says below "Don't make me deliver any more letters to Silent Hill" and "Good lord I hate this place" with a graphic of a mailperson wielding a blade of some type at a monster with packages strewn about on the ground.
I don't know why I still have this saved, but perhaps it was for this very moment in time.
Six update. Hubby was doing the crossword and said "what's a five letter word for 'longing'" out loud, and Six said "sehnsucht" from the hallway without looking up from the spot on the wall it stares at. David said "that doesn't fit" and Six said "it never does." Then it went back to the guest room?
it makes me unreasonably happy how you uppercase exclamations and then follow them with a period. extremely endearing behavior.
so, what's the conversion rate between rose reacts and day old teethmarks that remind you of her smile
Key to efficient learning is realizing how we ACTUALLY learn, not just what FEELS like learning. I wrote a Claude Skill for some friends to help them think about this and they've liked it -- see Principles for some directions you could explore
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Can you build serious skill-building momentum while ONLY pursuing "performance"? No probably not. A classic learning issue is that "PERFORMANCE IS NOT LEARNING"; optimizing for short-term performance will often lead us astray, I call this out in a lot of my talks
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New Blog Post: "So I've Been Thinking About Static Site Generators"
wolfgirl.dev/blog/2026-02...
#programming
important question which kinds of buildings are cat-coded and which are dog-coded
yeah no i’m down for this
