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Kit Bashir

Back in the dirt ages, computers were enormous things. Some of them were the size of your hand. Really enormous ones could be the size of your torso. They hooked up to household power, hundreds of volts (and people TOUCHED these things!). They were so inefficient they needed cooling fans, like they were some sort of information furnace.

These days we kind of forget computers exist, they're just there, woven into the nanomaterials of our homes and furniture and appliances. Only those of us who write software for them really notice them. This can be a problem, if you've had one rice-grain-sized compute unit go berserk and start sending out spurious notifications. I'm wandering around the building with a scanner, but I did too good a job implementing stealth mode, I can't find the little blighter. I really hope I don't have to EMP-burst the house (again) to make this one JUST. SHUT. UP.

#Tootfic #MicroFiction #PowerOnStoryToot

Back in the dirt ages, computers were enormous things. Some of them were the size of your hand. Really enormous ones could be the size of your torso. They hooked up to household power, hundreds of volts (and people TOUCHED these things!). They were so inefficient they needed cooling fans, like they were some sort of information furnace.

MikeH

@Unixbigot I'm so old I can remember when computers took up large air conditioned rooms.

Graham Phillips

@Unixbigot Do you mind? I remember a water-cooled disk drive so big it was holding, ooh, possibly even a megabyte. It was installed in the computer room on the 2nd floor. It was so heavy that next morning it was in the basement. True story from when my friend was at ICL, while I was smirking at English Electric. Now THAT was computing.

Kit Bashir

Today I learned that Apple Air Pods Pro in noise cancelling mode perfectly cancels the clicking of a geiger counter. You would not know it was making a sound. I hope that this is not relevant to /your/ day.

Kit Bashir

Marking amplifier scales like God intended.

A circular scale for a potentiometer knob with the usual 300 degrees of rotation.  The material is white acrylic with black paint rubbed into milled trenches.  There are tick marks and numbers.  This one goes to eleven.
Darth Osler

@Unixbigot that'll put armadillos in your trousers!

Irving Reid

@Unixbigot do you know about the IMDb Easter egg? Most films are rated out of a possible 10 stars… m.imdb.com/title/tt0088258

Kit Bashir

There is little in life more rewarding than a rescue¹ cat being safe and happy in her furever home. (Sound up for cute snores!) #caturday

¹ Gracie came to us after the RSPCA saved her from a neglecting family, having to amputate her untreated leg.

Kit Bashir

Three legged rescue cat Rear Admiral Grace Hopper USN (retd, cat) appreciates comfort but keeps a slit of one eye open for trouble. #caturday

A tuxedo cat is curled on a blanket in an armchair.   The barest crescent of one eye is open.
Kit Bashir

It is 13 degrees outside. Gracie the outside cat is on her heated blanket. Snorri and Thordis the inside cats are in their outdoor catio. #caturday

A tuxedo cat snores blissfully on a heated mat.
Two voidcats explore their outdoor catio enclosure.  Snorri is standing in a chair trying to reach the sky (it has birbs in it!)
Kit Bashir

Internet (n.): A global communications network popular from ca 1980 to ca 2036. From 2025 onward, misguided efforts to restrict children and teenagers from access to so-called “Social Media” led to emergence of The Mesh whose truly social— grassroots, decentralized and block-resistant—paradigm rapidly eclipsed Internet in the under-16 demographic. Initially an underground network whose very existence spread by word of mouth, by the time the Mesh Generation reached adulthood mesh usage outstripped Internet, and the following decade saw Internet usage crash, arguably leading to the Great Depression of the 2030s.

#Tootfic #MicroFiction #PowerOnStoryToot

Internet (n.): A global communications network popular from ca 1980 to ca 2036. From 2025 onward, misguided efforts to restrict children and teenagers from access to so-called “Social Media” led to emergence of The Mesh whose truly social— grassroots, decentralized and block-resistant—paradigm rapidly eclipsed Internet in the under-16 demographic. Initially an underground network whose very existence spread by word of mouth, by the time the Mesh Generation reached adulthood mesh usage outstripped...

Kit Bashir

Sufficiently Advanced Bodging™ is indistinguishable from having used the correct pinout.

A split image: Top view of an OLED display module.  All seems fine.  Side view, the pins corkscrew in 12 dimensions to correct a backwards footprint.
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Workshopshed

@Unixbigot reminds me of my school project where I mounted DIL CMOS logic chips on the copper side of the PCB after getting the footprints mirrored.

/usr/local/etc/rc.d/sudo200

@Unixbigot

I think this classifies as "electronics gore"...

Kit Bashir

Snorri Silvermane has gone Outside, despite it being Broken. Sibling Thordis Longleap faked following him then at last second leapt up onto Snorri’s favourite spot, where she is now happily loafed.

#Caturday #CatsOfMastodon #CativityPub

One cat and zero fucks resting upon an ottoman, adjacent to an open door leading to overcast and damp Broken Outside.   Cat is a formless void, with two eye crescents.
Kit Bashir

I don’t know /why/ cleaning robots have microphones, but it can’t be good. What I /do/ know is that a microphone implies an input and an input implies a buffer. And buffers can be overflowed.

As I dance through the streets playing my pipe, augmented with inaudible-to-humans harmonic overtones added by my homemade amplifier, the robots hear, listen, overflow, obey, follow. The trail of robots stretches out of sight, now.

I don’t yet know for sure what I’m going to do with my army of two thousand score Roombas, but it can’t be good.

#Tootfic #MicroFiction #PowerOnStoryToot

I don’t know /why/ cleaning robots have microphones, but it can’t be good. What I /do/ know is that a microphone implies an input and an input implies a buffer. And buffers can be overflowed.

As I dance through the streets playing my pipe, augmented with inaudible-to-humans harmonic overtones added by my homemade amplifier, the robots hear, listen, overflow, obey, follow. The trail of robots stretches out of sight, now.

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Oblomov

@Unixbigot cleaning robots with microphones, loudspeakers and a networked AI become an essential survival tool in the post-apocalyptic #7SEEDS manga. Not joking.

Custard Smingleigh

@Unixbigot
🎶
I learned there was a secret chord
That woke the 'bots, made me their lord
No one expects the Roomba master, do ya
It goes like this - the 0s, the 1s
The motors spin, the vacuum runs
My robot legions grow, and soon I'll rule ya

Soon I'll rule ya,
Soon I'll rule ya

Beko Pharm

@Unixbigot reminds me of the screaming Roomba by Michael Reeves and I have to start laughing immediately again: youtu.be/mvz3LRK263E?si=fck-se

Kit Bashir

It was hot, the night we burned Chrome.

You might be thinking “how do you destroy software, the source code must have thousands of copies?”. Well, the purpose of a system is what it does; so we attacked that, the tracking data.

The techbro conceit of putting all the system code in one giant repository meant it was easy to suborn a minor contractor to leak the data storage code. A datacentre cleaner replaced a console cable with a logger, then another night dislodged a power cord. Technicians attended. Once the logger acquired some credentials, we injected our payload. Not into the running system, into the backup daemon. The vast archive of all the clicks, views and habits of half the planet slowly began to accumulate poison.

After two backup cycles, we struck. A datacentre fire is is a survivable event for a competent organization. Restore the offsite backups to an alternative DC and keep on truckin’. Unless those backups were not the data you thought they were.

So, long story short, if you were wondering why all your ads today are for dildos, because us. You’re welcome.

#Tootfic #MicroFiction #PowerOnStoryToot

It was hot, the night we burned Chrome.

You might be thinking “how do you destroy software, the source code must have thousands of copies?”. Well, the purpose of a system is what it does; so we attacked that, the tracking data.

The techbro conceit of putting all the system code in one giant repository meant it was easy to suborn a minor contractor to leak the data storage code. A datacentre cleaner replaced a console cable with a logger, then another night dislodged a power cord. Technicians attended....

Kit Bashir

Thordis Longleap is pining for the fjords. (No she’s not dead, she just wants outside, but outside is Broken) #caturday #CatsOMastodon #CativityPub

A black cat sleeps on a blanket.  One paw is pressed against the glass of the back door in an “I miss you” gesture
Kit Bashir

“The signal is repeating! We’ve got the whole thing.”

“How many bits?”

“Almost 500k. 454,957 bits”

“I got a hunch, factorize that number”

“Bingo, seven fifty seven times six oh one. Think it could be a rectangular bitmap?”.

“It’s what we used to do back before those assholes let Arecibo fall down. Try bm2png.pl in my bin dir.”

“That worked. Holy shit I know that image. It’s the Pioneer plaque. That diagram from Pioneer 11 of human figures, and a map to Earth.”

“What, thats impossible, it’s only been, what, 70 odd years. That probe would still be in our own Kuiper Belt.”

“Outside it, actually, it’d be about one sixty AU out. They lost contact in the mid 90s. Still basically in our backyard but.”

“It’s too soon! If someone’s found it now, that would mean. Shit. They’re. Already. Here. Inside the Solar system.”

“And all they’ve got to say, is ‘Hi, we liked ur meme’.?”

“Maybe not, can you bring up an image of the original plaque? Are the images identical?”

“I’ll do a layer subtraction. Hey, there /is/ a difference. In the map of the planets. They’ve omitted Pluto from their copy.”

“Fucking hell. Little green reply guys.”

#Tootfic #MicroFiction

“The signal is repeating! We’ve got the whole thing.”

“How many bits?”

“Almost 500k. 454,957 bits”

“I got a hunch, factorize that number”

“Bingo, seven fifty seven times six oh one. Think it could be a rectangular bitmap?”.

“It’s what we used to do back before those assholes let Arecibo fall down. Try bm2png.pl in my bin dir.”

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isol

@Unixbigot

I saw a YT recently, where they believe they've identified why Arecibo fell down.
Seems the radio waves caused electric currents in the spelter sockets, leading to long-term zinc-induced creep failure.

"A possible explanation for the accelerated zinc-creep is long-term low-current electroplasticity, induced by the electromagnetic waves from the Arecibo Telescope."

Next time, they'll know to build a radio telescope that doesn't fall apart because of radio waves 🤦‍♂️

@Unixbigot

I saw a YT recently, where they believe they've identified why Arecibo fell down.
Seems the radio waves caused electric currents in the spelter sockets, leading to long-term zinc-induced creep failure.

"A possible explanation for the accelerated zinc-creep is long-term low-current electroplasticity, induced by the electromagnetic waves from the Arecibo Telescope."

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