So this is a thing. It inspired me to write this:

Day 1: A "git clone git@github.com:thegreatoldone/offerings.git", "make -f makefile/unix" and I'm off generating Cthulhu Offerings cryptocoins!

Day 2: I managed to find a couple optimizations. It's almost as if the code is speaking to me! Also, switched to clang 5.1 and got an extra 8% performance boost with the LLVM toolchain. Awesome!

Day 4: My cryptocurrency generation is going quite well! I'm hoping to have enough to pay my tuition at Miskatonic University by the fall term.

Day 9: A quiet scraping noise seems to be coming from one of my hard drives. I should maybe have sprung for SSDs to save my coins.

Day 12: I awoke with a fever in the night, and the scraping noise has transformed into a frightful howling. Though the console monitor is off, strange non-Euclidean symbols reveal themselves from time to time on the screen. What it means I cannot say.

Day 17: My fever has broken, but I can no longer tolerate the sound from my compute cluster. I have pried the cover off to diagnose the problem, and the drive array is not in there. There is only a horrific eldritch non-emptiness that sears my very soul.

Day 22: Turning, turning, falling falling, Oh! How you speak! It is so...

Day 26: vvvvvvvvvvvmggggngl;l;;m122222

NO CARRIER

And everything else. Who knew there were so many avionics experts here with their "It's simple!" solutions? Hint: If you've never heard of ARINC 429 (or MIL-STD-1553) before now, you're not one. ;-)

So, there's this article here, and some of the comments by, shall we say, users of higher than normal userid value are really grating today. Between the one dipshit who won't use Google to figure out what a CRT is and has to ask (I know they're quickly headed towards obsolescence, and good riddance, but you've got no excuse for not knowing the term if you're 15 or older) and the other dipshit who is ignorant of historical truth and assumes Google's dictionary is the all-knowing, all-seeing Oracle I just kind of lost it and went on a mod-bombing campaign with them. I'm not proud of it, but it sure felt good.

There's a new breed of "techie" who comes here now, and they've got their profiles linked up with their Facebook, G+, and Twitter. I'm not anti these services, I have accounts with all three, but they ain't linked here because my "online presence" isn't about "marketing my unified digital voice" or whatever sewage the tech-hipsters are shoveling out today. They slam together two websites with a javascript library and confer themselves the titles of "wizard", "savant", or "genius". Maybe I come from a different time, but calling yourself that was the mark of a complete prat where I come from. Even self-referring as a "hacker" was a mark of hubris. These titles could only be conferred by others, and when they were, they were terms of respect and perhaps some awe, heartfelt and honest when given and touching and glorious when received.

Rant off, now get off my lawn you damn know-nothing kids, or hang out and have a picnic... say something. It's all good. :-)

http://www.pcmag.com/article2/0,2817,2212850,00.asp

This article made me laugh 6 years ago, and just shows why nobody who knows anything takes John Dvorak seriously, with the possible exception of sticking an inverter gate in front of his output first. Granted, I'm keeping him in business by linking to him because he makes his living as a professional troll: say outrageously stupid things and get the money from ad impressions.

The Gphone is DOOMED!

So on the main page, there was a story about cognitive decline starting as early as 45. As a 44-year-old, I can testify personally that it starts much sooner than that, though it's in baby steps.

There's nothing I can't do now that I couldn't do when I was 20, but it's somehow different. Learning new things requires a little more effort on my part, and it takes a little more time. Nothing too onerous, but it's certainly a change. I'm still a sponge for new knowledge and skills, but where I used to be a dry sponge, I'm a fairly damp sponge.

What about you?

ps - It took me 10 minutes to find how to write in my journal. Is that due to cognitive decline, or the stupid interface that puts the "Write in Journal" only at the bottom of my list of journals, completely breaking the temporal organization of the page? Presumably, any journal I wish to write now will be more recent than any journals I've already posted, at least until I perfect that time-traveling web browser I've been working on (homepage set to powerball.com, natch).

But for anyone who might have missed it, You can connect with me on Google + by putting together my user name here and my user id number (6314), and turning that into a Gmail address. Shadow Wrought's departure reminded me that people are indeed fleeing from here faster than Mensa members from a Pauly Shore Film Festival, so hit me up if you like.

I also have a metric ton of invites for it, so if you're actually still not part of THE NEW SOCIAL NETWORKING SENSATION (/me spits a little bile up), and would like to be, I can help.

Is it just me, or is everyone else having this problem, too?

I think I like this better.

I hate its crappily documented API. I hate how it randomly segfaults for reasons I can't divine. I hate ASTER data. As a result, I hate planet Earth now, too. Stupid useless damp blue orb!

I cannot wait until this project is done. Sorry, just had to rant.

So I click an article to tag it, and it takes me to the subscribe page. Either now only subscribers can tag articles, or the tag link is indescribably broken. Either way, Whiskey Tango Foxtrot? I don't even like the tagging feature overmuch. No wucking fay am I going to pay for it.

I just love being a beta tester for Slash.

Update: And now it's fine again. *sigh*

And rooting for the Cards, of course... but since I watch very little broadcast TV, I don't see many commercials.

Am I the only one who sees the irony in Microsoft's ads calling their technology "people_ready"? Maybe for an encore, they can call it People.setReadinessStatus(True).

Read on for the rest of the article.

Personally, I won't say that a prediction that the current central state called "The United States of America" will break down and collapse in the not-too-distant future is out of the question. If you'd told me in 1979 when Soviet tanks and troop transports were rolling into Afghanistan that the Soviet Union would collapse in 11 years, I'd have laughed at you. So, I'm not going to say it can't happen and it may well one day.

On the other hand, I think this guy probably had just a wee bit too much vodka when he came up with the regional divisions he's made. I mean, Utah and California together, seriously? New Mexico and Georgia? I don't think so. In addition, he's parceling out these regions to other countries seems a bit unrealistic. Given that he predicts Alaska to go back to Russia, I think it's more an ultra-nationalist "Boundless Russia" wet dream than anything based on intelligence reports.

Still, it's an interesting mental exercise to think how various political unions would reforge from a federal collapse. What sort of map would you envision in such a (maybe not so) hypothetical future?

so, I answered. Once upon a time, I flirted with the idea of writing fiction. The most luck I had with a short story was a personal rejection letter from Gordon Van Gelder at The Magazine of Fantasy & Science Fiction (hey, I got it right, Fun Guy!).

So I can (somewhat) control the continued publication status of the story without deleting journals, I am linking to Laren Grey Steals The Stars instead of including the text here. This is more or less the same story I sent to F&SF nine years ago. The only change I made was a technical astronomical edit because those damned exoplanet researchers reduced the chances of a Terra-like planet in the original system I picked to almost nil. Obviously, they need their funding cut. :-)

Feel free to comment on the story. Constructive criticism is welcomed and you really can't be too harsh on it. I workshopped it with a bunch of serious SF writers, some of them now published, so I've probably heard worse. It's obvious it's not great, because if it were, I would've sold it!

I had composed a reply to Bill Dog's journal entry on art. It was perhaps not the most original thing anyone ever has said about art, but apparently /. thought it was too unoriginal, because it wouldn't let me post it because the "repetition filter" thought it was too repetitive.

However, the repetition filter had no problem with my comment titled "this is repetition" with a body "this is repetition". Nice one, guys! Fuckin' A, who let the lab monkeys loose at Slashdot this last week? I tried to save the comment and post it here, but it got lost in the copy/paste buffer continuum somewhere. Basically, all I said is that IMO, art is creative things done for the love of it, although good art is subjective and a strict subset of art. I also said regarding the "Impeach Bush" ornament that if it were me, I would've said nothing and let it stay on the tree, unremarked... Streisand Effect, keep the idiot obscure, bla bla bla. Pretend it was marginally more eloquent than this journal and you've got the idea.

So, that's it. It's the last straw. When I get censored by a goddamned Javascript robot, the only thing left to do is surrender. My next journal post will be my last, and will have a link to my own self-hosted blog with an RSS feed and everything. If you care, you can catch me there. If you don't, that's cool too.

Full Disclosure: I currently only own about a $1,000 in precious metals. I post these because it's a study in the wacky economics we are experiencing. Even if precious metals triples in price, it's not going to cover a month of my expenses. I'm not a professional financial advisor, and I'm not responsible for decisions you make. My personal position on them is to hold, especially for physical possession. Your mileage may vary.

So, out of curiosity, I jump onto Kitco's site again to see what you can buy from them. If you want a gold bar for $295k or a silver bar for 9600, you're in luck. Otherwise, now there's nothing small. Not even the Olympic commemoratives.

And while gold is in decline, Kitco is now buying physical silver at almost 14.5% above spot, and gold at about a half percent above spot.

No premium for platinum. If you happened to buy any when it was $2,000 an ounce, you have my sympathies, plus a smack on the head and a "what is wrong with you?" Platinum really never had the attraction silver and gold have had as an investment, and platinum's primary industrial use is in automotive catalytic converters. Most people don't buy cars in times like these if they can help it. It's harder to work than gold or silver, and fewer people are familiar with it, so its not nearly as convertible as the others.

I left slashdot last time.

Edit: I originally titled this "I beginning to remember why..." which explains the repartee below between Steve and me.