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2026-02-052026-03-07

Sysadmin In The LLM Age

A shot from The Matrix showing Morpheus saying - "We marveled at our own magnificence as we gave birth to AI." This is how I think a certain subset of the sysadmin population think. — This screenshot from The Matrix (1999) hits different in current year. This is how a certain subset of the sysadmin population think. A lack of self-awareness and sheer hubris is endemic.

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2026-02-022026-03-07

Review: Twelve Months by Jim Butcher

A square crop of the front cover of Twelve Months by Jim Butcher. — I need me a long coat like the one Harry is wearing in this cover of Twelve Months.

“A wizard is never late,” I muttered. “He arrives as soon as he’s dealt with his PTSD.”
page 124

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2026-01-282026-03-08

Review: Slow Gods by Claire North

A square crop of the front cover of Slow Gods by Claire North. — The square crop for the cover of Slow Gods is annoying, I wish the two words of the title were spaced out just a little closer so they fit in the square frame.

For those who lived; for those who died. For those who fled; for those who stayed behind. For those who sacrificed everything so others might live; for those who are waiting for you and the songs you carry far out in the dark.
page 201

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2026-01-262026-01-26

On the Transmutation of Anger

My penchant for alcoholic cocktails has proven to be a potent momentary distractions from my current state of anger. Pictured is a Old Fashioned in a glass sitting on a brown bar table. — My penchant for alcoholic cocktails has proven to be a potent momentary distraction from my current state of anger. Pictured is a Old Fashioned.

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2026-01-242026-03-15

Review: I, Medusa by Ayana Gray

A square crop of the front cover of I, Medusa by Ayana Gray. — I rather like the front cover design for I, Medusa. The side portrait of Medusa is particularly striking.

As the world fades, I find myself wondering if perhaps purpose is not a single thing one finds, but rather a thing one finds over and over again. I’m only eighteen, but I’ve already had so many purposes. I have been a mortal girl whose purpose was to marry well. I have been a priestess whose purpose was to serve. I have been a monster whose purpose was to avenge. I find that I’m excited to learn what my next purpose will be.

And that is enough.
page 312

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