Ingrid Burrington @ingrid@everything.happens.horse

I have claws and compound eyes / cause I'm Mr Carcinized

earlier today I was in a conversation about how tech could support climate justice movements and I believe I deserve a little treat for showing restraint and not saying "cyberattacks on oil and gas infrastructure for sure"

you do not, under any circumstances, gotta make kin with the large language model

I know it is very rude and not cool of me to hold this position and yet I will never be able to take people trying to make "feminist AI" a thing seriously

a provost implies the existence of a convost

can't tell if my continued annoyance and feet-dragging on this grant proposal reflects how much I don't actually want to do a PhD or just how much I hate writing grant proposals

https://buttondown.email/perfectsentences/archive/perfect-sentences-21/ this week in sentences: underwear and a cowboy hat, a kiss between brothers, bowls or thrones, staph seeks

old enough to remember when Mapbox did demo blog posts about mapping drone strikes and now one of their top customers is Palantir

anyway I'm very behind on a grant proposal and I'm crying because of how much I love my dog, TGIF I guess

also we are buying an enormous ramp for our bed because teaching her not to sleep on the bed is simply not an option lol

Kitty is on six weeks of rest for a disc injury and while it's a far better doctor's orders than the alternative of needing major spinal surgery, it's a reminder that she's getting old and we don't get infinity years with her. I love her so much and I just want to give her the best life I can for as long as I can.

bought a bunch of vintage graph paper for some drawings I want to make guess you could say they'll be in.....grids 😎

Mortadella Kombat

It's fun living with a software engineer who's never touched geospatial stuff and explaining things like the standard file format for spatial data in the industry is actually four files in a zip and watching the will to live drain from his eyes

carbon credits really were the worst idea