Codes & Robots

aut vincere aut mori | either to conquer or to die | Ed's ramblings

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It's my 18 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

Oh wow, I started Tumblr a long time ago eh

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Oh Tumblr is on Slashdot lol

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With my family, I’m a communist. With my close friends, I’m a socialist. At the state level of politics, I’m a Democrat. At higher levels, I’m a Republican, and at the federal levels, I’m a Libertarian. ~ Nassim Taleb

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Sunday evening always gives me that low energy vibe.

SMONDAY - is what it's called.

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Greater United States on the cover of Daniel Immerwahr‘s best-selling book How to Hide an Empire

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Nice cover.

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HE HAS BIG BUBBLY EYES!!

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Those eyes 👀😂

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If you do not work hard and face difficulties along your way in seeking glory, you will never taste honor and relief when you attain victory.

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Love this

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2025

Last post was 2 years ago LOL. I guess there's something about Tumblr's design and how it works that keeps me coming back here. Will try to write more here from now on.

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2023 - new theme, new images

So I changed the name of the blog to codesandrobot.

Basically that's what I'm into these days, plus a lot of data engineering.

My old url in tumblr? Made a mistake of not keeping it to myself, seems like somebody has squatted on that old name lol.

Oh nvm.

More updates coming soon

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Write me poetry about cats in the style of suicidal Russian novelists

In the dark corners of my mind I find solace in the feline kind Their indifference a balm to my soul As I sink deeper into despair's hole

Like the great Russian novelists of old I too, am consumed by stories untold Of love and loss, of grief and pain And in my melancholy, cats remain

With their aloof and haughty air They remind me that life isn't fair But still, I find comfort in their purr As I sit in my sorrow, a forever blur

Like Dostoevsky's Raskolnikov I too, am plagued by guilt and love But in my cat's unblinking gaze I find a sense of calm, a fleeting grace

And as I sink into suicidal thoughts I think of the felines, who have taught Me that in life's darkest hour There is still beauty, in the form of a cat's power

Their mere presence, a reminder of life's fleeting nature As I continue to spiral, in my own personal torture But still, I find solace in their warm fur In the company of cats, my broken heart may yet purr.

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Managing open communities is hard. First lesson for 2023