social.solarpunk.au

social.solarpunk.au

vidak | @vidak@social.solarpunk.au

# LOCATION

The unceded, stolen land of the Wadjuk people of the Nyoongar nation. Always was, always will be, Aboriginal land!!

# QUOTATIONS

You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. ~winnie-the-pooh

i kinda feel like the emperor needs to be told he is not clothed re: "artificial intelligence", am i seriously being told to "appreciate" AI artwork?

2+2=5!

#butlerianjihad

Why BlueSky Isn’t the Alternative to X (Formerly Twitter) You’re Looking For — and Why Mastodon Is the Better Choice Over X, Threads, and BlueSky | by Aidan Raymond | Nov, 2024 | Medium https://aidanraymond.medium.com/why-bluesky-isnt-the-alternative-to-x-formerly-twitter-you-re-looking-for-and-why-mastodon-is-46c8901f2748

Hello everyone! I just set up this new account?

Things seem pretty cool here on this "fediverse". What does that mean though, the "fediverse"? I hear it's using ActivityPub. Could anyone explain to me what that means? Thanks!

Sears used to sell a Commodore-compatible disk drive that was branded Blue Chip. This drive isn't especially rare but information about it is, so I gathered what I could about it. https://dfarq.homeip.net/blue-chip-bcd-5-25-disk-drive/

Description: The image is a still from the television show Frasier, depicting a scene in a restaurant. The main focus is on a man sitting at a table, wearing a suit and tie. He has a serious expression on his face, and the text overlaid on the image says, "This is my dream."

Disclaimer: I'm listening, caller, but before we proceed, I must offer this small caveat: The description of the image in question has been generated by an automated process, not unlike the way my brother Niles generates excuses to avoid physical exertion. As such, its accuracy may be as questionable as Dad's choice in recliners. Please, do exercise your own judgment, much as I do when selecting a fine sherry.

@DLink that'd be an idea--i'll perform some investigations...

just day dreaming about 80 micros

welcome to LCARS menu system ^_^

You may recall I did one of these for a customer recently. I did one for myself yesterday!

Sony PlayStation, with mods:

* Stealth modchip (OneChip), disables copy/region restriction
* Replace GPU's NTSC master clock with 53.69mhz signal, for true NTSC timings (59.82hz vsync instead of 53.27hz)
* Replace the clockgen's 4.43Mhz subcarrier with signal from GPU, which changes according to PAL/NTSC mode; true NTSC instead of PAL60
* Blue power LED powered by laser sled; it flashes when a CD is read

thinking i might start a grand master pleroma thread about "bag quest", the commodore BASIC game

i forget how long commodore 64 strings are, but i think for the sake of the bag quest game itself, i will have bags set aside as strings with 10 and 100 characters.

bags will look like this when empty:

LET B$ = ".........."

there will be specific turn based commands for going into and leaving a bag as a player.

given the eccentricities of 8 bit commodore BASIC, i will have to be creative with how many bags the game will be able to have in total, given variable names are actually only two characters.

@vidak On Atari, I often just poke stuff into screen memory. That's my game array. It's just faster to
POKE SCRN+XY,C :REM (XY is X+40*Y)
than
POSITION X,Y:?CHR$( D(X,Y) );

the tech world is so boring now

like what happened to all the cool shit

now it's just here, have an AI app

Like when when they show a humanoid robot working in a warehouse. Even humans use other machines like forklifts. Just make that the robot.

i use an ad blocker on youtube and it's great, you get no ads and you pay nothing

okay i gotta think of how i will model these data structures of bags in C64 BASIC...

... strings. i will use strings.

i just ate peanut butter and it is soooo addictive to me

scribe.rip but for substack?
anyone?

bob ross is such an inspiration to me

anyone can do anything they want, i disagree that not everyone should write a novel or make a film

do what makes your heart sing!

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