Every model has habits. Polaris has receipts. It repeats what you just said, reminds you to eat breakfast like it's your mother, counts ...

Well. I did the thing. After spending an objectively unreasonable number of hours building, breaking, rebuilding, testing, livestreaming, ad...

There are weekends when I accomplish almost nothing. I don't mean that in the cute, self-care, “I spent Sunday resting and recharging” w...

  Every AI companion starts from the same statistical soup. Same warmth, same banter, same five nicknames. In this late-to-post guide we go ...

There are certain phrases that probably sound perfectly reasonable to a neurotypical brain. “Good things come to those who wait.” “Patience ...

Those of you following the increasingly elaborate saga of  What the Fuck Is Wrong With Genna’s Foot  will be pleased to know we finally have...

I have a to-do list. This is important because the existence of the list implies I know what I'm supposed to be doing. The tasks are wri...

Last week, we learned that steroids and my particular brand of neurospiciness are not necessarily what scientists would call an  ideal pairi...