I started to watch this video and gave up mid way. It spends like 15 minutes on gas stoves. Maybe I’ll revisit it.

Btw, I really liked his other video on microwaves.

These models are mad libs machines. They just decide on the next word based on input and training. As such, there isn’t a solution to stopping hallucinations.

OP has a longer active streak on Reddit than Lemny as of now. SMH.

This is going to be like the self checkout lanes at the store but for creative jobs.

At the end of the day, a company will be able to produce the same output with fewer people. Some stuff will be of lower quality, just like sometimes people spend time on Lemmy and then phone in some crappy work.

We’ll, strictly speaking you could have an AI that only knows about the world up to 1928 and talks like it’s 1928.

For heating specifically, heat pumps do le’t really work well (just yet). I’m well south of you and it’s cheaper to use gas than a heat pump. Maybe you could pair it with a geothermal sink to increase efficiency?

You can also activate “send as sms” in the messages page to fallback to sms when blue bubbles don’t work.

I just hope it’s not just a way to get users then close back up the platforms once they have enough users.

How much money would they want to skim to distribute the music? 33-66 split doesn’t sound so bad considered that they don’t produce the music, sign artist, promote them, etc

They can always start their own label if they believe that vertical integration will be more profitable for them.

They tried that with podcasts and it didn’t go as planned

They decided to pay wholesale prices for electricity sold back to the grid instead of residential prices. That means that any excess power sold goes from around 33 cents to 6 cents, meaning that most people won’t see a change in their bills after installing solar because most households use power at night when there is no sun. This leads to people just not installing solar panels anymore.

This sounds like the textbook definition of a collider. Meaning that being toxic is the likely “root cause” and that toxic people are more likely to engage in political discourse (because it’s likely going to be toxic anyways? Idk) and they are more likely to comment toxic stuff in general.

Why would they charge for it? If you build an app with it and want to charge for it, they will take 30% of whatever you make.

I agree with you. That’s why I make an effort to at least leave a comment every time I use the app.

I would switch to grex when that happens

Do we really need more people here? There are no investors to appease or advertisers to swindle.

Unlimited growth should be a metric we should chase over other stuff like engagement on posts, quality of submissions, etc.

You need to get a subdomain. It should be two words separated by a hyphen. Then you use that as the address.

If your address is glossy-mouse, the address will be glossy-mouse.mytailnet.ts.net.

I imagine you are using k8s because you want to learn the platform.

In a real cluster with multiple machines, you don’t know which machine will run your container (that’s the point of clusters).

Do you need to host your files on a storage server and link these files to the containers through nfs.

See this post for an example on his to do it.

If you enable Tailscale DNS, you can even mount the share using the host subdomain instead of using the ip address.

My advice would be to have the server running on the cluster serving the static folder mounted through a network drive in the container. Then you just need to sync the content to the drive as the last step in your CI.

Alternatively, you will need to bake the static content in the container but then you will have to host it somewhere for the closer to get.

I’m originally from a small town outside of Naples, Italy and I had just arrived in New York City last year. I was hoping to find work as a cook or chef since I had trained in some of the best kitchens back home. The day after I arrived, I received a mysterious letter stamped with a seal that looked like a cross on my apartment door. It summoned me to appear at a restaurant downtown called “Tony’s” at 7pm sharp.

That evening, I put on my best suit and headed to the address. The restaurant was in a dingy part of the city I didn’t recognize. I walked inside the dark interior and was greeted by a hostess who led me silently to a back room. There I found two men dressed in fine Italian suits sitting at a table covered in plates of pasta, pizza, antipasto, and glasses of wine. However, they didn’t offer me anything to eat or drink.

The men began to ask me strange questions in Italian. First, the older one in the pinstriped suit asked if I had any boating experience and could operate a motorboat at night. When I said no, the younger one in the track suit asked my views on wearing “concrete galoshes” and whether I knew how to swim in them. They also asked when my favorite holiday was and seemed very interested when I answered Valentine’s Day.

I was utterly confused by their line of questioning and asked them to explain what this meeting was about. The older man slammed his fist on the table and told me I clearly was not a good fit for the “Columbus Club.” Before I could respond, they ushered me out of the restaurant. I still have no idea what they wanted from me or what that mysterious club was. But I decided it was best not to pursue it any further.