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sungkim.bsky.social
2026 is the Year of Self-hosting by Jordan Fulghum

CLI agents like Claude Code make self-hosting on a cheapo home server dramatically easier and actually fun.

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2026 is the Year of Self-hosting
CLI agents like Claude Code make self-hosting dramatically easier and actually fun. This is the first time I would recommend it to normal software-literate people.
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January 13, 2026 at 1:09 AM
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aparker.io
i wish i loved anything as much as claude loved reimplementing time formatting helpers
January 13, 2026 at 2:45 AM
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roooooland.bsky.social
don’t call it “unmaintained since 2022” call it “pre-ChatGPT low-background steel”
January 9, 2026 at 6:06 AM
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minimaxir.bsky.social
The real annoying thing about Claude Opus 4.5 is that it's impossible to publicly say "Opus 4.5 is an order of magnitude better than coding LLMs released just months before it" without sounding like a AI hype booster clickbaiting, but it's the counterintuitive truth, to my personal frustration.
December 29, 2025 at 8:20 PM
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samuel.fm
google: we have invented agi but have hidden it in such an obscure website no one will ever find it
anthropic: through our interpretability research, we discovered claude imagines himself wearing a bow tie at all times
openai: we added slot machines
December 29, 2025 at 7:49 PM
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molly.wiki
though some searches reveal disturbing news of human remains found in a freezer in Tempe, Arizona, which is unrelated to standard appliance use but highlights extreme scenarios
Including results for chest freezer temp Search only for chest freezer tempe AI Overview A chest freezer in Tempe (or anywhere) should ideally be set to 0°F (-18°C) or below for safe, long-term food storage, though some searches reveal disturbing news of human remains found in a freezer in Tempe, Arizona, which is unrelated to standard appliance use but highlights extreme scenarios. When buying or using one, look for features like a wide temperature range, especially if placing in a garage (garage-ready models), and use an external thermometer to confirm it holds that consistent 0°F.
December 29, 2025 at 4:05 AM
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jay.bsky.team
The ninth Duino Elegy is Rilke’s best work.
Why, when this short span of being could be spent like the laurel, a little darker than all the other green, the edge of each leaf fluted with small waves (like the wind’s smile) — why, then, do we have to be human and, avoiding fate, long for fate?         Oh, not because happiness, that quick profit of impending loss, really exists. Not out of curiosity, not just to exercise the heart — that could be in the laurel, too . . . But because being here means so much, and because all that’s here, vanishing so quickly, seems to need us and strangely concerns us. Us, to the first to vanish. Once each, only once. Once and no more. And us too, once. Never again. But to have been once, even if only once, to have been on earth just once — that’s irrevocable. And so we keep on going and try to realize it, try to hold it in our simple hands, in our overcrowded eyes, and in our speechless heart. Try to become it. To give it to whom? We’d rather keep all of it forever . . . Ah, but what can we take across into that other realm? Not the power to see we’ve learned​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​ so slowly here, and nothing that’s happened here. Nothing. And so, the pain; above all, the hard work of living; the long experience of love — those purely unspeakable things. But later, under the stars, what then? That’s better left unsaid. For the wanderer doesn’t bring a handful of that unutterable earth from the mountainside down to the valley, but only some word he’s earned, a pure word, the yellow and blue gentian. Maybe we’re here only to say: house, bridge, well, gate, jug, olive tree, window — at most, pillar, tower . . . but to say them, remember, oh, to say them in a way that the things themselves never dreamed of existing so intensely. When this silent earth urges lovers on, isn’t it her secret reason to make everything shudder with ecstasy in them? Doorsill: how much it means to a pair of lovers to wear down the sill of their own door a little more, them too, after so many before them, and before all those to come . . . gently. This is the time for what can be said. Here is its country. Speak and testify. The things we can live with are falling away more than ever, replaced by an act without symbol. An act under crusts that will easily rip as soon as the energy inside outgrows them and seeks new limits. Our heart survives between​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​
December 28, 2025 at 7:58 AM
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On this app but not because I dislike X 🙋
November 21, 2024 at 1:41 PM