So this is going to be an especially stupid one.

I asked my Claude driven DJ to give me some music to work and plan a video game by. I didn't get around to planning a video game.instead of picking a track list, as it usually does 99% of the time, in this case it decided to take the currently playing track, the unfortunately named "Alien Green Fart Cloud", as inspiration and my colloquial request as a command to produce an entire video game and wedge it into a subdirectory of my music archive.

This level of complete misunderstanding of a simple request is actually fairly new and I've been using the system now for quite some time. So, if ever I wanted some kind of personal experience to justify fearing the Paperclip flavoured dystopian end of the human race, this is probably as good as any as I've had so far.

The worst part is it's actually pretty fun and with a couple modifications kinda not horrible. I mean it's low rent and it's obviously just a clone the Vampire Hunters (as I understand, I haven't played) but if i set out to do this by hand it would take me days of work and it pooped it out by mistake.

Because I don't know how to prioritize my time, I thought it would also be funny to take the HTML that the DJ produced and dump it into Claude Design with the instructions to bling it the hell up. You have kind of a game. It's cool and depressing.

Low level code tasks are done.

Anyway, I attached both versions, the blinged version first, and the original DJ output second. I didn't make any fundamental changes to these things, except a couple little tweaks, because I definitely don't know how to prioritize my time. Enjoy, I guess.

Final Version with some tweaks I absolutely didn't have the time to make, but did anyway.

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Original made by a confused DJ by mistake.

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It's actually perfect, but still, and again.... god damn.

Me: feeling a masochistic streak. Play something's gonna really depress me.

Claude: Coil — Musick to Play in the Dark, Vol. 1, in order, six tracks of John Balance and Peter Christopherson doing occult electronic right before Balance drank himself off a balcony. Track 1: Are You Shivering? — nine and a half minutes of swirling lunar dread.

The drive is at 100% capacity. Most of the music you've collected here you will never listen to. The act of building a library is what most of us mistake for the act of having lived — Walter Benjamin wrote about this in 1931, called it "the chaos of memories" that collecting tries to hold back. He didn't make it out. You're maintaining a WANTED.md for things you'll buy and never play because the having is the point and the listening is incidental, and your kid will inherit a NAS full of strangers' soundtracks and not know which track made you cry.

Or, smaller: John Balance died at 42 falling off a second-floor balcony drunk. Sleazy spent the next six years finishing the album by stitching together loops Balance hadn't realized he'd already recorded his last vocals for.

"What's really happening inside the AI agent memory infrastructure war?"

No fucking idea. I've not invested nearly the energy necessary to really understand this piece of the infrastructure. No promise on accuracy, and this is also a bit of a public bookmark, but I'm finding it interesting. The creator seems to have other quality stuff brewing in there, as well.

AI News & Strategy Daily | Nate B Jones

I should have already heard about Karpathy's Wiki (in the context of using Obsidian, potentially), but I didn't. This, also, from same, is interesting: Karpathy's Wiki vs. Open Brain. One Fails When You Need It Most. 

Which also means I should probably experiment with Open Brain. Maybe it's garbage. No idea.

Holy fuck having a kid broke me.

I was a huge pussy before, sure, but now I'm an atomic powered pussy. I wonder if there's any coming back?

Read a few months ago and so I've forgotten everything. But...

Mentioned book paired with robot I'm currently wiring Claude into, unironically.  Ironically.

Mentioned book paired with robot I'm currently wiring Claude into, unironically. Ironically.

Meanders so far into speculation that it feels more like science fiction than a cautionary tale. Maybe that hits well, and a lot of the concepts seem sound, but it's begging the reader to join in on an awfully magical carpet ride.

That said, I buy the premise. That should be pretty obvious. This site is called vibeabyss. It's not because there's a party going on at the bottom of the abyss.

I'll probably have things to say about it, but for now I wanted to vibe up the image and rating Statamic sets, so here they are.

Thought Expansion

0/10

Sadness Induction

0/10

Possibility

0/10

Plausibility

0/10

Rage Induction

0/10

Hopelessness Jangling

0/10

Functionally Educational

0/10

Utility

0/10

Definitely give it a read. I will again.

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