Because I only use Mastodon as an extension of a POSSE setup, I missed the rollout of quote posts, but I’m thrilled that (as I expected) they’re a simple syntax translated by the Masto software into a specific presentation. Means that I can probably build it into a POSSE workflow somehow.

My spouse asked last night what that morning’s advent calendar tea had been. It had been a long day, so I couldn’t remember at first, and that short exchange entirely justified the 45 minutes I’d spent on Monday building a new “teablog” content type onto my Hugo site.

Même quand il fait -3, ça fait du bien, un vélotaf après une semaine et demie de pause.

Worms Whamageddon

Current mood: Going through Cory Doctorow’s year-end book review summary and reserving more titles from my local library than I have time to read.

I promise that I understand all the reasons for different approaches to winter weather, but I will also never stop being angry that my university keeps holding classes on days my kid’s school is canceled.

December 1st means it’s time to add all the SomaFM Christmas stations to my internet radio client and try once again to broaden my listening beyond a handful of Alsatian stations (même si DKL a une webradio Noël que je devrais aussi ajouter).

My university just parted ways with our football coach for undesirable results despite the investment of millions of dollars, so I wonder if they’ll be willing to do the same for all the AI initiatives they’ve recently announced.

Very nearly discarded a custom bookmark given away at my grandfather’s funeral when preparing to sell some books, and now I feel a great moral weight to clearing my bookshelves.

“Don’t listen to Daddy, he’s being meta at you again.”

Il m’arrive de devoir chercher un nouveau vélo, mais il paraît qu’on oublie que les grands aussi ont envie d’être vélotaffeur. Si je faisais quelques centimètres de moins, tout serait bien plus facile.

Chaque année, ça brise le cœur d’entendre « Black Friday » sur la radio francophone.

Black Friday is one of the worst things to ever happen to our world, but if I had to suddenly consider finding an expensive replacement for the bike I use to regularly commute to work, I guess I’m glad the choice came up this week?

Thinking about how I don’t know much about the Great Recession because I lived in a Mormon missionary bubble during that time—and about how during that time, I was supervised by a recently retired high-ranking Fannie Mae executive.

Between purging bookshelves and using the filtering feature of my RSS app, today is a big day for overcoming my tendency toward completionism.

I also want to give myself a winter project of adding yet more social functionality to my core Hugo presence (ActivityPub? reposting social stuff?). I shouldn’t be giving myself more winter projects, but this is stuff I’ve wanted to do for ages, soooo

Heading into another phase of following more sources but using Reeder features to keep it manageable. We’ll see how long it lasts before another phase of following fewer sources.

The most I can ever relate to Superman is during a cloudy day when a lack of sun makes me feel tired and weak.

Tonight, I was that parent at the older kids’ science fair, explaining to kiddo that for her poster, we will be generating graphs using high-powered statistical software, which will be overdoing it but make the best ones in her grade.

Another suspected use of generative AI, another decision that I still won’t subject my students to surveillance and policing, another step towards complete grading nihilism.

Just heard a podcast ad where Amazon tries to claim that shopping from them is supporting small businesses, and it made me want to barf.

I know I’m currently inclined to see everything through an Ellulian lens, but I think one lesson of the first episode of Pluribus is that not all science needs to be done, and especially not just because it can be done.

Analog horror is not a genre I would have ever expected to like, but it turns out that I not only enjoy it but also… find it healing in a weird sort of way?

Is there a technical term for the tension a parent feels between disapproving of what U.S. schools emphasize and how they operate but still being proud of their kid for doing well within that system?

I have the first episode of The Sandbaggers on in my office as background noise, and I’m just so impressed at the way it effortlessly introduces the viewer to all the ideas you need to understand the show.