Notices by keirFox (keirfox@tiggi.es)

The process is important. The process is what connects you to others. The learning you did collectively in school, the teaching you did for someone else, the work you accomplished with others as a team, the mastering of a trade through apprenticeship. The exchanges of thought, skills, ideas, and the conversations that happen inbetween them that convey emotion and humanity...these all shape our ideologies, how we perceive others, and establish empathy towards those around us.

Those in power who push generative AI know this and the results of their efforts are intentional. All the promises of machines replacing interactivity between us all the way down to outright offering companionship through personalized LLMs... they want to remove the most valuable thing we have as a species that makes us resilient: our interconnectedness.

Yeah, fursuit heads are cool and all but what about when you want to be a purple sparkle kitty and want back/neck problems ?

There is no middle ground.

https://www.colincornaby.me/2025/08/in-the-future-all-food-will-be-cooked-in-a-microwave-and-if-you-cant-deal-with-that-then-you-need-to-get-out-of-the-kitchen/

"Oh, you had a radio license as a hobby? What part of the spectrum?"

Mostly HF, usually around 14MHz.

"Not...not that spectrum."

Oh. Well.

So, join us this winter! Because…snow sucks!

When I moved in three winters ago I noticed a pattern during snowstorms: everyone would shovel their own section of walkway and nothing else -- sometimes just from the door to the street and not the public crossway or they'd just shovel their driveway and nothing else. This lead to there being a 20 foot section of sidewalk that was clear, then 20 foot not clear, then maybe another clear section down and on and off again all the way down the street, forever. The sections that were not cleared would freeze and become impassable, school kids would wipe out on them, the mail carrier would have to navigate through yards, etc. And through all of this I was watching some people clear their short sections of walkways with gas powered, self-propelled blowers.

So I started shoveling the entire block each and every snow. Sometimes my idiot self would use an actual shovel so I could be a total dork and do it while partialing (gets lots of car honks, cheers, and photographs. I apparently made the village Facebook group a few times with people thanking whoever it was doing this anonymous work), other times I'd use a handheld electric snow thrower thing and just wear my tail so that anyone viewing security cam footage to see who did the work was a weirdo. But I always went from one corner all the way to the other. Then last winter I started doing both sides of the street as well as the block south of mine because I expanded my arsenal of batteries to two. I did this over and over again regardless of how much snow or time or took - sometimes it needed several clearings in a day/night - because it was a decent replacement for my gym and actually resulted in something tangible I could see -- a clear path three blocks long with no interruptions. A thing of beauty. Each time I'd be sore as hell but feeling wonderfully accomplished.

Now and then my neighbor would see me doing his portion and would tell me that I didn't have to do that, he'd handle it later, etc. Did it anyway. And then it started to click for others. Last winter I noticed someone up the street from me began clearing half of the block to widen the path I'd created. Then my neighbor began to clear the south side of my block to complete it. Across the street someone now widens my path for a row of five houses. With the storm yesterday I did my paths and then returned home to find someone had cleared the south block after more snow accumulated. This morning, I did it again. A few hours later: engine noises. Four snow blowers out there making sure the path was completely clear block to block, end to end including cross streets. Someone has taken to start clearing up to some people's doors as well. It's incredible.

I did this because some people don't care but also I know some people simply can't due to age or physical ability and it's cool as hell because now I feel like we have an secret, unspoken group of Guardians of the Neighborhood thing going. I freaking love it.

Hey everyone else: 3200-3300 Maple Ave blocks are putting you all to shame. Step up.

@CursedSilicon Things were hosted by people for the mere ability to gather like-minded people to a common place. There was no money involved — the reward was the people you met and the community you helped create.

Community should not be a for-profit entity. That is why I am very happy to be on fedi.

@CursedSilicon I don’t know what it will look like, but I am hopeful that the old ways of forming online community return. It had such a different feel back then before The Algorithm broke how people interacted with each other.

@TheBreadmonkey The video that introduced me to Mr Blobby is one I still have to watch every few months to make my life complete.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=97fw8xjB5u4

I don't want to be on the blockchain. I don't want to mint NFTs, I don't want to vibe code. I don't want to beg you to hit the 'subscribe' button and ring the bell. I don't want to game the algorithm for your likes or your views or your shares or to be on the first page of results or to get recommended. I don't want you to gift Nitro to my server. I don't want the thumbnails of my videos to have a red circle and question mark next to a faked expression of surprise, I don't want to pay for items that give me an advantage over other players. I don't want you to take a moment to hear about today's sponsor. I don't want to pump a meme coin, I don't want to craft prompts, I don't want to influence. I don't want you to watch me react to watching a video.

I'm seriously sick of this shit. All of it.

How is it that I must use "source" to enter into a Python virtual environment but "which source" returns absolutely nothing at all? Where does this mysterious command come from?

Please be careful with that calcium.

Want to make a furry's day? Call them by their species name. It's a subtle way of validating all the desired attributes they project onto their fursona.