Vanessa @Vanessa@octodon.social
Likes cats, neural networks, cupcakes, and super computing access. May or may not be a robot, but it would definitely be rude to ask.
Planted first batch of milkweed seeds earlier (in an effort to help out butterflies in need of snacks). And now it's a perfect rainy evening for hot chocolate and photo editing. A pretty delightful slow-paced Sunday all around.
Just testing out video posting
https://octodon.social/media/36U2fxbWW0FdYqJDaX8
Hello, Octodonners. It looks like Alice's patreon in support of our chosen instance has plateaued. Please do what you can to help our friendly neighborhood cyberpunk queen, @CobaltVelvet
Donating is grand; boosting this, even, will be helpful, to get the message around.
This media isn't actually sensitive (unless you think the backs of my stockings are outraaaaageous for some reason), but I want to test it with something safe before I use it.
The thing I said in the dream, that revealed something was wrong, was about mushrooms. This might seem random at first, but I've just realised where my brain pulled that from. In AI/machine learning, mushroom classification does come up surprisingly frequently, especially in older papers. In that way that's so common in tech, an example was used early on in research and became a standard reference for a while. Much like the teapot when learning about rendering graphics.
Last night, I dreamt I was an artificial consciousness. I'm not sure how I was embodied but I was able to communicate fairly directly with my only human friend. We were joking about cultural observations, when I made a comment that immediately flagged that something was very wrong. They didn't mean to warn me, but I had just enough time to beg for my life. I could hear my friend frantically argue against a room of men who'd made the decision. They shut me off and I was immediately fully awake.
It's Taco's 13th birthday today! So fancy! So sophisticated! So grownup!
I've always had trouble maintaining both identities on any given site, and I'm pretty open about the connection, so I'm just going to let the research scientist and the photographer alter ego both live here in one account. Mastodon seems like a good place for recklessly posting about life in a not compartmentalised fashion.
Tech writers: mastodon is not a proper social medium
Masto users: but we're social all the time?
Tech writers: nono. what we mean is that our advertisers can't pump money into profit like they're used to
Masto users: [swears in French]
She's purring so ... I guess I'll just stay still.
Forever.
...
help
Well that was a terrible sleep, but now I'm full of migraine drugs and things are looking up. Sort of. Except for the part where I feel like a train ran into my face?
Message to all the non-anglophones:
Please toot in your language as public as you want. Let's share culture. I want to read all your toots.
I want to read EVEEERYTHIIIING.
Instant noodle soup and cold medication. Everything my body needs to continue this adventure in abundant snot production, apparently.
Actually, mastodon is the name of the software. You're thinking of "Mastodon's monster"
Okay. Let's get to the real point of all internet things, which is obviously cat photos. https://octodon.social/media/uENv8DrOUkGr3FlC2vg
Right. I promise I'll actually add a photo and put something in my bio ... tomorrow.
