re: The warning/grammer checking system.

What you’re describing is called a linter, and they’ve existed for ages.

The only way I can really think of to improve them would be to give them a full understanding of your codebase as a whole, which would require a deeper understanding than current gen AI is capable of. There might be some marginal improvements possible with current gen, but it’s not going to be groundbreaking.

What I have found AI very useful for is basic repetitive stuff that isn’t easily automated in other ways or that I simply can’t be bothered to write again. eg: “Given this data model, generate a validated CRUD form” or “write a bash script that renames all the files in a folder to follow this pattern”

You still need to check what it produces though because it will happily hallucinate parameters that don’t exist, or entire validation libraries that don’t exist, but it’s usually close enough to be used as a starting point.

LLMs not being able to tell us what bread tastes like has nothing to do with intelligence. it’s a qualia. I think you meant it cannot KNOW what bread tastes like… although I still don’t understand why you’d think that’s a requirement for intelligence

Also let’s be real. He’s not trying to help anyone but himself. If he ever does find some miracle cure that significantly slows aging, you can bet your ass that he’ll charge so much for it that only his billionaire cronies will be able to afford it

btw

I mean, yeah! They didn’t sign up for this shit!

The best piece of advice I was given, that I seldom see repeated is this: learn how the filesystem is structured.

It makes everything else easier

wait until you hear someone describe Nirvana as “an excellent example of late 20th century music” like some kind of fucking archeologist!

Ha ha ha, ye, practical it is not! In my defense, it started as trying to solve a real problem I was having. The keyboard doesn’t have a capslock/numlock indicator, so I had the idea of using the backlight as an indicator.

Got that running, but I was having fun so I decided to make a little snake game

Showed that to a friend who made the usual joke of “ok yeah, but what about doom?”

I knew it was going to be unplayable, but I’ve never actually put doom onto something weird before and it felt like a rite of passage, so I thought why not. It was surprisingly easy! Only took an hour or so thanks to doomgeneric

I got Doom running on my RGB keyboard

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C) All of the above.

I hope it will be considered insane that we pump livestock full of them as a preventative measure, rather than as a treatment, while also prescribing them for every little thing.

When our current antibiotics are no longer effective at all, I hope that we’ll be able to find new ones and that we’ll be much more responsible with their use. I hope that people in the future will be as incredulous at our current use of them, as we are of using arsenic in makeup.

Antibiotics

Honestly, it’s much of a muchness, but for the sake of accuracy: It was the fetus that was tested, not the mother

I believe if you put an exclamation mark in front of that, it should create a direct link

!tuxedo_os@lemmy.world

City Skylines is one of my staples. It runs fine (1, I don’t own 2 yet. Waiting on a hardware upgrade)

Well, the food thing is weird. Who gets jealous about tasting someone else’s food?

As for the bed thing, if he got under the covers, at 16, ye that’s kinda weird, and I could understand not being comfortable with that. If he was just sitting on it, then no, I think that’s fine, and she’s being uber jealous. If it’s the latter then I’d say ye, it’s a red flag

“It was a stupidity, a mistake,” he told Bild newspaper. “I am getting serious threats. I have apologised to St Pauli.”

Why do these people always think just throwing in a “lol jk” is gonna make this better somehow?

The first time was like shitting the bed. It was an unpleasant mess for everyone involved, but potentially forgivable, assuming the mess was cleaned up.

The second time is smearing shit on the walls.

So am I honestly, but to be fair, that place was a dump.

The foundations were subsiding, so the whole flat was on a pretty significant lean. I’m not exaggerating when I say it was easily 5 degrees off level. Think Lilly and Marshall’s apartment in HIMYM.

The building itself was 3 stories. I was on 2nd, and the 3rd was completely uninhabitable due to the roof being swiss cheese. I knew I was about to get kicked out when the ceiling started leaking in my bedroom whenever it rained.

I could go on and on. The electrics were sketchy, my toilet leaked into the downstairs kitchen, etc etc etc. It really was trash, and would have probably cost millions to repair.

The tree itself was causing structural issues as well. It’s hard to explain, so I’ve attached an aerial view. (You might need to view it on my instance.) The grey line was a concrete retaining wall for the grassy terrace thing. You can see that the tree was right up against the house, further damaging it. I’ve also tried to illustrate what it was doing to the stairs so you can get an idea of what it was like.

All in all, I understand why it had to go, but it still makes me sad. And not just because the flat was so cheap I could afford to live by myself in my 20s, 5 minutes from the CBD

I used to live in a rickety flat that had a single old creaky staircase to get up to the front door, and a little grassy terrace area. Only I really ever used the grassy bit. The stairs had a pohutakawa tree growing essentially right through them, making walking up or down them hazardous. Especially when drunk.

I would not classify that period of my life to be “happy” by any stretch, but that tree signified being “home.” It was like the guardian to my space. A physical barrier between me and the shitshow that was the rest of the world at that time. An almost literal gatekeeper (many people were too scared to walk up the stairs lol)

Added bonus, year end holidays, and the height of summer were vividly and brightly different thanks to the red needles they drop everywhere around that time.

It wasn’t until the landlord told me he was planning to have it cut down, and I had an almost physical reaction that I realized how much I loved that tree. I managed to convince him not to have it cut down until after I’d left.

Both the tree and the flat are now gone. A multi million dollar new build is there now.

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