, tonight, August 7th 2026. doing some security hardening and UI-UX fixes
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Sharing a great read today:
Some of the takes are on the extreme end, but like most IT decisions, you can dial the pain to exactly what you want.
^C
textlog runs on a 2.5โฌ/mo vps 1 core/2gb ram, using just one instance of Bun with its embedded SQLite. Works perfect and I run a few other apps as well on that machine.
I forgot that I was at work and did my big sneeze, not the work sneeze. The one where a startled deer looks straight into the camera, which then zooms out to a flock of pigeons taking off, and a crow makes a warning noise.
Someone dropped something in the adjacent lab. I hope it wasn't my fault.
Routines in Claude Desktop create Claude Code sessions, so hourly routine litters in iPhone' Claude.app Code tab. Screw it, built my local version of AWS StepFunctions - Stepper - and run skills as state machines there.
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"Beware those that would deny you access to information, for in their heart they dream themselves your master." โ Sid Meyersreplied to:
"Beware those that would deny you access to information, for in their heart they dream themselves your master." โ Sid Meyersreplied to:There is: github.com/stagas/textlog-tui
replied to@fastidiousprofilefollow"Beware those that would deny you access to information, for in their heart they dream themselves your master." โ Sid Meyers:
"Beware those that would deny you access to information, for in their heart they dream themselves your master." โ Sid Meyers:just started using it and this comment is coming from there, thanks for the link
Sunk cost fallacy is no longer applicable in the age of . Now you can do broad changes without second thought, u can always revert back, without incurring the cost of doing so, since itโs all done so quickly and effortlessly.
I think it will still apply, just perhaps to a lesser degree. Kind of related to I wrote recently (not to shamelessly plug my stuff ๐ซฃ)
Last year I wasn't feeling too good.
I turned forty, waited for surgery, and was hurt by my own colleagues. So I dealt with things. Maybe not so well, but to the best of my ability.
One of the consequences was that I got a bit heavy. My body changed, and I didn't feel like myself. It was a problem for future me. So now I am here with this little belly of mine. We're not enemies, but I decided it's time to part ways.
So I count calories. Maybe not so well, but to the best of my ability.