This is NOT how you're supposed to hike, in steel toed work shoes and jeans, but that was what I was wearing when I snapped out of it (I accidentally wore these home on Friday, leaving my daily driver shoes at work). By "snapped out of it" I mean that I've been going through a nasty rough patch lately, living like a real piece of shit. Eating garbage, not exercising, drinking on weekends sometimes. Bear Market of the Soul vibes. I suppose I could try to explain it away with the fact that my mother died in August but let's be real, this started well before then. I've become fat and lethargic over the past year and no doubt the new job I took last September has something to do with that, but it's no excuse. My wife's been going through a similar thing, but that's not my story to tell. A couple hours ago I was hit with one of those slap-you-in-the-face, what-the-hell-are-you-doing-with-your-life moments. This is not the way. You need to wrench yourself out of this, and you need to be the pillar of strength that your wife can grab hold of to pull herself out of it too. So I left the house and just started walking. Luckily there's a small mountain nearby in the middle of the city, so I'm doing a 14k loop that'll take me around the backside, then all the way up, then back down and home. It's a start. I've been staring into the abyss for a long time without realizing it. Time to look forward.

Sweaty bracket fungus growing in non-standard configuration. #fungustr

At some point one of these AI companies is going to drop the pretense and just say the quiet part out loud: "We're building Roko's Basilisk to preemptively save our own skins. Get on board, or else."

GM There's a mouse in my office. Like him, I think I shall be sneaky today.

GN nostr, may the goose be with you.

When we buy our house out in the country, we are most definitely planting some devil's club in the yard. Such a cool plant. Primordial. #plantstr

Some days call for complexity. Today was a meat and potatoes kind of day.