There’s this house on my block that always has lights on in ALL THE ROOMS. I’ve walked past that house in the evening, in the early morning, and even in the middle of the night. LIGHTS ARE ALWAYS ON. What the fuck is going on? WHAT IS MAKING THE PEOPLE THERE SO AFRAID OF THE DARK?
Yet again some nice mornings from last week, still with the same good boy.
Take a nap. You’ve earned it.
A few other mornings in Deer Lake Park, BC. Always with the good boy.
STOP!
(a view from a block down my street)
The brilliant “Silicon Valley” TV show ages like fine wine: “AWS suffered ‘at least two outages’ caused by AI tools”
The bald eagle of Deer Lake Park is once again chilling with his girlfriend or something.
A few mornings over Deer Lake Park, BC. With the good boy, of course.
Fuck the “Metaverse”.
One of the things I miss from France is the ubiquity of the various ice-cream desserts, especially my favourite, the Peach Melba. So I’ve come up with a quick-and-dirty way to make them myself, with home-made raspberry coulis and whipped cream!
