Whoompf
is the sound my body made slamming into the car that jerked left in traffic in front of me. I was wearing a helmet. Maybe the Citibike scratched something. It was a disastrous moment—not my fault, as I tried to get around a box truck and a car that was trying to sneak ahead hit its brakes right in front of me. Everyone being selfish at once. Me a little, too—I was following every rule, because I do, but seeing the selfish vortex of traffic ahead of me, I decided to keep going as if everyone else wouldn't be a complete asshole, and that's the kind of mistake that can kill you. Anyway. They're bombing Beirut, and I bumped my tummy on a Hyundai in Manhattan. I kept going. A man behind me said, in a very bro-ey voice, “Oh, that's gotta hurt,” to which I said, “not really.” When you're middle-aged you start to see everything as a useful warning. That was a useful warning not to bike up 6th Ave in midtown after lunch. And I plowed on, rattled, to midtown. I had to give a talk. The talk was to 40 or 50 designers at a big publication. They wanted me to talk about AI, so I did, and I said: I'm one of you, and I have no idea, everything is changing or nothing is, and no one knows how it ends, and the world sucks. I said, AI is a rapidly instantiated hyperobject, like if climate change happened in five years. I stood with my laptop and chatted through some slides for 20 minutes, one or two words per slide—I like my decks to be one or two words per slide, or a big funny picture—then answered questions for twice as long. And because I never left NYC, and because this is a big company, the audience was full of friends: One was a person who was a huge inspiration to me when I just started; one was a person I worked with right when my kids were born; others were former employees, now pleasantly thriving peers, and there were social media friends, and wives of good friends, and I texted some other people who work in the building to say hello, and I had a funny moment when I thought, Maybe when I hit that car, I died, but being that it's midtown on a Wednesday, it wasn't my soul that left my body but my career. And this is career heaven. But it wasn't, and while I am many places right now, I am not in career heaven. So I took the train home.
our house. in the middle of our creek
I looked out the back window at one point and realized the drainage ditch was completely full of water. Like an inch from overflowing. The opening to the pipe from the sump pump was completely submerged. Now that the snow has melted I can open my back door again so I went to have a look, and the walls I had built up with broken concrete had collapsed and there had been several clay landslides into the ditch.
I should have expected that really. Lesson learned. I have some pea gravel I had intended to dump on the top, now I realize I should have been using it to fill in the gaps between the larger rocks, both to give them support and to try to keep the silt from settling in the cracks. When the soil is dryer I'll dig it out and re-do it properly. Fortunately Facething Marketplace has tons of people giving away left over rocks from their landscaping projects because I'm mostly out.
On the plus side, the drainage ditch did operate entirely as intended in that there was no flooding of the rest of the yard. The basement stayed bone dry and the pump didn't get any backwash.
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Saw a rat back behind the shed while I was out there. I kind of figure rats are like the coyotes, they're always there, just sometimes we also see them.
Still. He was a big fucker.
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Left the house today to go to a seed swap that was happening a couple of blocks away. Didn't swap any seeds but I did have a lovely conversation with a man from a local group that runs workshops on things like pollinator gardens and composting. There were also some people there from the Anishnawbe food & medicine garden.
I remember walking past a storefront on my way to the gf's place last week and passing what used to be a big art supply store. It's been divided in half, part of it is now a medspa and the other half is a thrift store.
That kind of encapsulates the current state of the neighbourhood perfectly, we have condos and gentrification and chic designer stores. But we also have the Community Centre with the needle exchange program and the lawyers who will give you advice about your immigration case or your lawsuit against your landlord. The slumlords who own the highrise behind me lost an attempt to shut down a food bank that was started in a couple of empty units by the tenants. There are signs on every light pole supporting the latest rent strike against yet another slum lord.
There's also a goth/industrial club right at the end of my street, and do you think I've managed to drop in there even once? No I have not. Maybe when it warms up and the wastewater numbers are less dire. I know about a half-dozen DJs who hold nights there, so I should get one of those straw holder thingys you can fix to your mask.
Actually, now that I think about it, that would be a good idea for the days I have to go into the office and it's too cold to eat outside.
Early Spring
The Red Queen’s Race
I have been working on my oldest Regular New application, but there’s still plenty left to do.
Write every day! - March 2026 - Day 14
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zoo!
highlights included:
- the lion ROARING
- glasswing (Greta oto) pupae: tiny, bright leaf green, with sparkly metallic bits (gold and silver)
- the rhinoceros ratsnake (Gonyosoma boulengeri): has a NOSE. why is its NOSE pointy? no(se) idea!
- turquoise gecko (Lygodactylus williamsi)
otherwise everything is still Migraine World Summit (though I have once again learned a useful thing today! neck pain can be a prodrome symptom!) and Special Interest.
LLM time
With that out of the way: 2025 (particularly near the end of it) and early 2026 have been, for my corner of the software industry, extremely unusual times.
LLMs turned a corner. I'm not sure how else to put it. If you are not interacting with them yet in your day job, you are perhaps lucky, perhaps unlucky, I'm not sure how to judge that but you are definitely operating in some level of ignorance of what has occurred. You may be seeing the 2nd order effects and hiding. You may be telling yourself nothing's changed and it's all just smoke and mirrors, a marketing campaign by con artists aimed at the gullible. I wish it was. But as far as I can tell this is not so: LLMs really, really turned a corner.
Their capabilities expanded a lot. Coding capability seemed like the first bump (especially around the late fall / early winter: the opus 4.5 / gemini 3 / gpt 5.2 series). But it was quickly clear that the capability also extended to something much worse: vulnerability hunting. They can break software even better than they can write it -- I guess because "you only need to be right sometimes" with vulnerability seeking -- and "breaking" has even more people eager for the new capability.
The change has felt, to me, very sudden and very severe. In a matter of months a lot of people I know personally switched from "playing around seeing what I can do" to "I literally never write code by hand anymore" to "my boss is asking whether I can write 100x more code per day and/or firing me" to "help help my team is under attack by hundreds of new security vulnerabilities and can barely keep up".
I still write some code, but less and less, and more of it is around the margins: touchups, sketches of APIs and data structures, subtle stuff it's easy to be subtly-wrong about, or perhaps LLM-supervisory bits. Because the LLM really does often write the main logic as well as I would at this point, and faster, and more persistently. And also I'm now busy responding to all the damn vulnerabilities. There is an arms race, and I'm now plainly in it.
This is the fastest and most violent change to working conditions and assumptions I've witnessed in my career, including the arrival of the internet and open source and distributed version control and cloud computing and all of that. Nothing else is in the same ballpark.
Software projects have tried to adapt. Some are trying to embrace the tools, some are firmly rejecting them. Some have closed their issue trackers to new submissions which were all slop. Some maintainers have quit, some contributors have been banned, some dependencies have been rolled back or severed, some forks are emerging. A lot of people are re-evaluating (and some rebuilding) their entire software stacks. A lot of people are debating licenses again, with even more fury than they did during the drafting of GPLv3.
Thinkpieces on this event proliferated, many very sour. People wrote about mourning their loss of identity as programmers. People wrote about fear for their loss of jobs. People wrote a lot about their personal disgust with the slop, their fury at the billionaires, their sense that all this is part of of the fascist turn of America. The level of anger in the community of programmers is unlike anything I've ever seen before. People are making lists of who's been infected by the menace and who's still clean. The community is tearing itself apart. Professional and volunteer relationships ended, friendships lost, battle lines drawn.
I'm not writing this to come to any particular conclusion, just to note that it's happened, that it's a set of events that I've experienced as they're happening. This is a journal and sometimes all I can do with it is log events. I don't know how this is going to end, or what to make of it all, I really don't. It's sort of interesting, deeply confusing, sometimes sort of fun, mostly sort of horrifying, sort of miserable. The unit economics of making and breaking software in 2026 are completely different than they were in 2025. More than anything, it's just weird.
This time next year we could all be out of work, or dead from a nuclear war, or even-more-burnt-out from sustained 100x higher velocity of code and vulnerabilities with teams of adversarial LLMs, or .. the whole thing could collapse because maybe, just maybe, it really is "all just a bubble" pushed by VCs on credulous rubes like myself, and it'll vanish like a bad dream. I'm not presently betting on that, but I couldn't have predicted this year, so I'm not going to make any predictions about the next.
I guess I'm sorry to anyone who thinks I'm infected, or facilitating the fascists, or whatever. I'm just trying to adapt. I hope you can see me as a human again someday. I miss the past too. I don't see a way to go back to it, but I'd like it too if there were one.
Performing some traffic maintenance today
Happy Saturday!
I'm going to be doing a little maintenance today. It will likely cause a tiny interruption of service (specifically for www.dreamwidth.org) on the order of 2-3 minutes while some settings propagate. If you're on a journal page, that should still work throughout!
If it doesn't work, the rollback plan is pretty quick, I'm just toggling a setting on how traffic gets to the site. I'll update this post if something goes wrong, but don't anticipate any interruption to be longer than 10 minutes even in a rollback situation.
poached eggs
https://dotat.at/@/2026-03-14-eggs.html
A few weeks ago I was enjoying a couple of boiled eggs
(in the shell, with plenty of salt and pepper, and buttery fingers of toast to dunk into the runny yolk)
and pondering how fiddly it is to cut off one end of the shell after boiling compared to eating a poached egg. And I was annoyed because (I thought) I didn't know how to poach eggs.
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Taipei bikes and balconies
I looked at more bicycles today, and saw some with Japan's over-wheel center kickstands. At first I thought they had O-locks too, but I didn't see any more, and now I wonder if I mistook rim/caliper brakes for an O-lock. I saw two bikes that were locked to something, but most are freestanding; maybe half have a cable lock through a wheel, so someone can't trivially ride off with it; the rest have no visible lock, maybe just counting on low crime and looking like rusty pieces of shit.
I went to a pho stall and pointed at a photo that looked nice. It turned out to have "duck blood tofu", blood coagulated into big cubes with a consistency like that of tofu. I ate one cube and part of the other. It was not deeply repulsive; if I hadn't known it was blood I might have eaten it without blinking. Knowing... I decided to stop and see if my stomach would revolt from new food or a surplus of iron.
I forget if I've talked about it in the travel series, but a distinctive feature of Japanese housing is balconies. I think basically every unit above ground level has one, even if it's shallow, a space (1) to hang your laundry outside and (2) so someone can install and maintain your heat pump compressor without risk of death or needing special safety equipment.
I haven't been looking up much, distracted by traffic and shops, or blocked by covered walkways, but today I did look up (starting from a park.) Album. And no, balconies are not ubiquitous here, and compressors are often just extruded from walls, with no obvious access.
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Don't forget!
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Just One Thing (14 March 2026)
Comment with Just One Thing you've accomplished in the last 24 hours or so. It doesn't have to be a hard thing, or even a thing that you think is particularly awesome. Just a thing that you did.
Feel free to share more than one thing if you're feeling particularly accomplished! Extra credit: find someone in the comments and give them props for what they achieved!
Nothing is too big, too small, too strange or too cryptic. And in case you'd rather do this in private, anonymous comments are screened. I will only unscreen if you ask me to.
Go!
Gig list - March 2026
( Under the cut to protect your flist )
Next month is busy between the family wedding in NOLA and the memorial for one of our karaoke friends in Austin. I really need to sit down and buy tickets for the things we want even though we're kind of broke from the kitchen stuff. We will be less broke when I submit receipts for our food so I need to get on that if I want ticket money.
Exclusive: Justice Sotomayor on AI, taxes and more
U.S. Supreme Court Justice Sonia Sotomayor visited CUNY Law earlier today, for an event titled “My time as a law student.” Two students, one full-time and one part-time, asked her questions submitted by other students.
My reporting may read as quite critical of her. Broadly, I don’t think Supreme Court justices get anywhere near an appropriate amount of criticism and scrutiny compared to the immense power they all wield, even for the “liberal” justices in the minority.
With that in mind, I think it’s worth starting with something that most media organizations (unless you’re Ken Klippenstein) shy away from: her health. No video recording was allowed, so you’ll have to rely on my written descriptions.
Sotomayor will turn 72 in a few months. In the CUNY Law auditorium, there are three steps to get on or off the stage. There is no handrail; every time she went up or down, she needed two people to hold her.
To her credit, she didn’t just stay seated on the stage, she slowly walked through the crowd while talking, regularly taking breaks by leaning on a desk while posing for photos with students.
Sotomayor stated early on that because she can multitask, it was fine for the students to read the question out loud while she was posing for photographs. She initially seemed quick on her feet but made some factual mistakes throughout that surprised me.
The first question was about what law school classes she’d recommend us students to take. She started off with “as many legal writing classes as [we] could take.”
She said that if we can’t explain ourselves in writing, we’ll never succeed at anything in life, regardless of the profession. “The ability to explain yourself in writing is what will get you heard.”
The second skill she said to develop is public speaking, and to find opportunities for it, even if law schools don’t offer it as a class.
She prefaced her third critical skill as something that didn’t exist when she was in law school: AI.
“AI may be the revolutionary technology of your century”, Sotomayor said. “It is going to absolutely alter every single profession in the world.”
A few days ago she had dinner with her former law clerks, she said one told her that they laid off half of their paralegals because of AI. Another clerk told her that all their associates use AI to help draft their briefs.
Sotomayor explicitly described it as “not cheating” and that the skill to learn is how to use it “smartly and understanding its strength and limitations.”
After sharing an anecdote about how her most recent mammogram was read by AI and apparently not a human, she put it even more bluntly.
“You should not be graduating without taking an AI course,” Sotomayor said.
After those three “critical skills” (writing, public speaking and AI), she said that aside from our normal doctrinal classes of contracts and constitutional laws, we should take classes outside what we plan to practice to gain a broad understanding of the profession.
Sotomayor explained that she took an estates class and now all of her relatives, despite her telling them to consult a lawyer, ask her for help with their wills. She also took a tax class, because taxes are relevant to everything — even civil rights.
“Where do the rich get all their money to oppose civil rights?” she asked. It wasn’t clear to me if she was implying support for taxing the rich.
The next question was from a classmate of mine who was formerly incarcerated, asking about the impact and role of lawyers who were formerly incarcerated.
Sotomayor started by acknowledging that lawyers who were formerly incarcerated have made great law clerks, but didn’t know if any had ever been a clerk to a Supreme Court justice. Some of her former district court and circuit court colleagues had hired former inmates as clerks, but apparently she has never done so.
She noted that having relevant lived experience makes you better at what you’re doing, and that type of diversity was just as important as racial or ethnic diversity.
“When I’m asked what’s the greatest flaw on the Supreme Court today, I could name many things,” Sotomayor said. “But the one that stands out to me is our bench’s lack of depth in lived experience.”
No sitting justice has had civil rights experience since Thurgood Marshall and Ruth Bader Ginsburg, she said. Odd for her to ignore Clarence Thomas, who briefly worked in the U.S. Department of Education’s Office for Civil Rights before running the Equal Employment Opportunity Commission.
Then she incorrectly stated that no current justice has criminal defense experience, which was shocking given that one of the things Ketanji Brown Jackson is best known for is being the first federal public defender to be appointed to the Supreme Court.
Relevant to today, she said none of the nine justices have experience with immigration law. She recommended students not try to just follow what past justices have a history of doing, but rather pursuing whatever interests them, as the standards for picking justices will constantly change.
Next question: what advice do you have for new lawyers going into the profession? She said that despite it being a totally new thing, not to be scared.
Sotomayor started her legal career as an assistant district attorney in Manhattan. After failing to obtain convictions in two cases that she felt she should have, she discussed it with her supervisor (or possibly mentor), who explained to her that she couldn’t just let the evidence stand on its own, and that she needed to turn the facts into feelings that would change the jury’s mind.
After that, Sotomayor said she never lost another case (with the exception of a hung jury).
“The most powerful weapons we have as lawyers are words,” she said. “Words can kill … Words can build courage in a way that nothing else can. Words can exceedingly powerful things.”
Sotomayor grew up in the projects in the Bronx and worked her way up to attend both Princeton (undergrad) and Yale (law school). The next question asked about her journey in doing so, and how she navigates being in elite institutions.
She started by noting that her poverty was different than what Thomas endured, as he had grown up in the south where he suffered a more “extreme” type of persecution. And that immigrants come here having faced even worse poverty and situations than what she went through.
At Princeton she said she didn’t understand the opportunities she was missing out on, and wished that she had gone to the theater or attended free concerts that her classmates were going to.
Sotomayor said that everyone wanting to become a lawyer should have the goal of bettering the world we all live in. And that we should not to aim to destroy their world (i.e. do not destroy “elite institutions”) but instead meld them with the world we came from.
The next student question was about how lately the law feels oppressive and supporting those in power rather than protecting the vulnerable.
“If your goal to become a lawyer is to win every case, then leave law school,” Sotomayor immediately answered. “You are a lawyer to fight for lost causes. You will lose cases,” she said, in stark contrast to her earlier remarks about her never losing a case again.
She said these people need a voice, they need a champion, someone who will stand by them even when it seems hopeless.
But then she attacked the underlying premise of the question, which is that in fact the law has rarely been a reliable tool for positive social change, and for most of history it has been oppressive — I agree!
Dred Scott lost every state and federal case he filed, including in the Supreme Court, she said, reiterating its place in the anticanon as one of the worst Supreme Court decisions ever.
She continued, emphasizing that it was only through fighting the Civil War was Dred Scott able to regain his citizenship. Sotomayor recited most of the Citizenship Clause, which is currently under attack by Trump’s efforts to end birthright citizenship and in front of the Court. (She misattributed it to the 13th Amendment instead of the 14th.)
Then it was another hundred years until Brown v. Board of Education, which itself was one of the few success stories amongst many, many failed civil rights cases that were filed at the time, she said.
But she said she still believes in the Martin Luther King, Jr. quote about how the arc of the universe bends towards justice.
A good friend of mine was able to snag the last question, asking about what advice she’d give to law students who followed non-traditional paths and are starting their legal careers later in life.
Sotomayor said to never be afraid of saying “I don’t know.” She said that even in conference, if she doesn’t understand something, she’ll ask someone to explain it.
It’s not stupid to not know something, she said, rather it would be stupid to not know something and then not say that you didn’t know! She encouraged everyone to ask professors questions whenever they don’t follow something in class or have doubts.
Personally I really appreciated the event, Supreme Court justices can often feel like larger than life figures, so it’s nice to get the opportunity to see and hear from one in person. I’m glad CUNY Law is able to attract an interesting set of speakers for us to engage with.
Bad Bunny
Bad Bunny's Super Bowl Halftime Show
And if you are interested, someone one Bluesky shared their Bad Bunny 101 write-up, which has links to a bunch of other articles and listening suggestions. Reggaeton is probably not gonna be one of my top genres personally, but I feel like it's good to get out of my listening confort zone and try new things, particularly when it's like, a global phenomenon right now.
miscellany
In apparent celebration of Migraine World Summit, I have spent this evening having an unscheduled migraine attack for no obvious reason. I disapprove. (Because I've been doing a lot of audiovisual processing, captions notwithstanding? Because I had my screen much brighter than usual for a while playing a colours game?* Because oven't?)
Nonetheless I have watched and made digital notes on all of 2026 Day 2, watched and made digital notes on 3/4 talks from 2025 Day 2 (which I missed at the time), and made physical notes for 2025 Day 1 and 1/4 of Day 2. I am... sort of catching up.
I am really enjoying my pens. I also find myself with the problem of wanting lots of different notebooks and, also, to keep everything in One Single Solitary Notebook, For Convenience...
* NB I am a rocks nerd. My colour discrimination is ludicrously good. I am sorry that that link is weird and competitive about my ridiculous score, but not sorry enough to provide you with the bare link.
Write every day! - March 2026 - Day 13
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LISTEN: The Vital Records of Mr. George Rex, ‘The Last Slave’

There’s a startlng occupation listed in entry 983 of the death ledger for the town of Newtown, Queens covering the years 1881-1897: “The Last Slave.”
https://feeds.fireside.fm/faqnyc/rss?georgerexDepartment of Records Associate Commissioner Kenneth Cobb and Research Associate Marcia Kirk visited Lit NYC to explain how the Municipal Archives found that entry, what they’ve learned since then about the life, death and family history of Mr. George Rex, who froze to death in Brooklyn in 1885 at the age of 89, and much more.

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