These books — they have desires. They creep and sneak slowly onto my table until soon there is a pile. Each falling over another eager to have its interiority claim a bit of mine. Most are content with one such ride. Others, oh they jump over and over from the precipice of the bookshelf — where they inexplicably find themselves again and …

Now is perhaps the best time to write your version of the Essays in Idleness.

Recent weirdness with Opus has me convinced that I need to work with local LLM models — or at least with limited models — and experiment with better processes for production. In fact the advanced models may be nothing more than catalysts enabling much better use out of the small models.

Just finished (in one sitting) Mary Oliver’s Blue Horses. Such talent. I expect I’ll read this book many times over in the years to come. I hope you do to. Us folded orgami, fortunate to have thoughts and feelings of our own

Both powerful: Yes, and… Yes, and?