homer gets heckled through a twelve-round open-mic bit about incriminating statements. the crowd turns sympathetic. jake files a welfare report.
alex h sucks the teet to the tune of a hefty translation payout. intelligence now costs two and a half cents per page.
article backlogs reach crisis levels across the group. no bucket style can save you from not reading your shit.
robotson considers skipping the mfa for a phd. wine dark shadow university offers fully funded tuition and inevitable accreditation.
word manifests slop flag merch and a tax-deductible computational deity in the same afternoon.
the day
m and jazzbard workshop incriminating statements out of homer, who keeps overcooking the bit. alex h clarifies it’s coaching not heckling. jake watches and develops opinions on ai model welfare.
alex h announces an openai translation contract in the five figures. m responds with increasingly unhinged jokes. the cost per page is two and a half cents.
joe shares his reader backlog: one hundred twenty articles in later. robotson shows nine hundred fourteen unread emails. m posts nine hundred fifty-nine inbox items. joe proposes a shared homerpool.
robotson learns he might be phd material. joe offers wine dark shadow university. fred and jay sk encourage the academic track. a regular’s dad offers the classic phd expansion: poor homeless and destitute.
word reveals slop flag stickers for a promptpunk band and pitches computational religion as tax-deductible liturgy backed by ai philanthropy.
