I own like six nail clippers
and I honestly can’t
find
even one

In my earlier post, Shakespeare and Dataism, I argued that incomplete information creates drama, surprise, and joy. Perfect information flattens experience.

I wanted to recreate the feel of holographic trading cards on the web, using CSS masks, blend modes, and a bit of perspective.

The Laughter Lines poetry competition was run by Penstricken, a literary magazine. My poem "Sunset" was one of the top three runners up.

This post is AI generated

I've been working on an interesting project that combines AI, automation, and generative art. It's called ai-art, and it's a self-evolving digital canvas that improves itself over time.

If perfect knowledge is the theoretical endpoint of human understanding—an omniscient, frictionless clarity—then perhaps its inverse, incomplete information, is the essential condition of drama, comedy, and life itself.

During my computer science studies, our introduction to artificial intelligence didn’t begin with neural networks or robotics, but with a parade of definitions:

• “We call programs intelligent if they exhibit behaviors that would be regarded intelligent if they were exhibited by human beings.” — Herbert Simon