Reviewing my old Tweets. I forgot about how Twitter used to prompt with "What are you doing?" or something. 2007 is just pages and pages of things like "Napping" and "Drinking beer" and "Fisticuffsmanship"

If you repeat all the common complaints about Mastodon often enough, even if only to refute them, then Mastodon appears behind you in the mirror and feeds you to a billionaire man-child

Exercise update: I picked up Indian food tonight from a place next door to a little gym. Parked right in front of it

If I've requested to follow you, it's probably because someone boosted you and it made me laugh, and laughing at things is one of my favorite things to do on the internet, and I also like to cut out the middle-person and pass the savings on to me

So banning comedians and charging for blue checks makes the birdsite neither free as in speech nor as in beer, right

To make it easier to follow people on other instances, I put together this iOS/macOS Shortcut.

https://www.icloud.com/shortcuts/664879df9c3e4216ae2aed5630b76c66

Go to the profile page of someone you want to follow, tap the Share button, scroll down and tap Follow on Microblog.pub…

It’ll open a new tab showing their profile on your instance.

#microblogpub

16 exclusive charging stations right at the entrance of a notoriously congested grocery store parking lot. A huge row of Teslas right were everyone trying to park their non-Tesla car (whether ICE -or- EV) has to look at them while circling, looking for a space. Marketing genius… but not necessarily in the way Tesla intends.

On the fediverse, there seems to be less of a tendency to just scroll indefinitely. Once you’ve seen all the updates, that’s it, until there’s more. I kinda like it! Should free up a lot of time to do more useful things while on the toilet

On macOS, host and dig don't query the system resolver the way other apps do. Try these instead: dscacheutil -q host -a name example.com or dns-sd -G v4v6 example.com

I am at a corporate conference in San Antonio. There is a guy hosting a whiskey tasting. He says, look… I’m supposed to be selling Texas whiskey, but listen… Kentucky

I believe him.

Travel news: Carefully-folded shirt shoved mercilessly into bag

I can prepare for a big event like a conference for days or weeks, knowing every waking minute exactly when it’s happening, but when the calendar reminder pops up day-of I still go like “oh shit was that TODAY?”

Remarkable how much of the future goes back to being powered by steam and yet how unreliable it is, spewing all over the place in dark alleys and bursting from consoles every time a spaceship gets blasted.