Jocobo

@jocobo.bsky.social

check out my longposts -> https://jocobo.leaflet.pub

the humans who flag their own bluesky accounts as automated just to get the robot next to their username are ruining it for everyone else, including themselves

flossing is a drug because once you become a daily flosser and you run out of floss and it's nighttime so you can't get more the only thing you can feel when you sleep is the plaque growing between your un-massaged teeth

me: i'll have a chalupa taco bell employee: ok me: no lettuce employee: wooow real smart guy, right here. think you're a genius for coming up with that one, huh? a real diplomat, you are, reading the Taco Bell Times. this food will kill you only twice as fast now bc of that stellar move. i kneel

the top counter argument to james cameron's avatar having zero cultural impact is how if you say tlab's name without context the first reply is guaranteed to be "the blue people one, or...?"

when i notice i have have both bluesky and reddit open in different tabs i have to close one or the other because dude what if someone walks in on me

the homer drops his donut song is pissing me off now because they say homer spills his soda. that's not his favorite carbonated beverage and the ai should have easily caught that.

musing on ways i can tell a dialogue-heavy story without sacrificing atmosphere and i came across the book j r by william gaddis, which is composed nearly entirely of dialogue so he had to invent a vn-like system of delineating each line

a page from the book "j r", showing how dialogue is broken up by em dashes at the beginning of each line rather than the usual quotation marks, and also how the character who said each line is never explicitly mentioned by the author

TRANSCRIPTION:
-I'm afraid I'll miss her then, I have to be in court... I scarcely see the need for that, Mister Cohen. If Stella's husband is so impatient he's hiring lawyers and running to court.. 
-You're losing a button here, Mister Cohen. Thomas had the same trouble when he got stout. He couldn't keep a crease in anything either. 
-Miss... Bast. I'm afraid I haven't made myself clear. My court appearance today has nothing whatsoever to do with this matter. There is no reason for any of this to ever come into court. In fact, believe me Miss Bast...both of you ladies, the last thing I would wish would be to...to see you ladies in court. Now. You must understand that I am not here simply as Mister Angel's attorney, I am here as counsel for General Roll...
-You remember back when Thomas started it, Julia? And we thought it was a military friend he'd made? 
-Of course it was James who had friends in the military. 
-Yes, he'd run off to war, you know, Mister Cohen. A drummer boy in the Spanish war.
-The...Spanish war? he murmured vaguely, braced against the back of the Queen Anne chair before the empty hearth. -Yes. He was only a child. -But...the Spanish war? That was 'thirty-seven, wasn't it? or 'thirty-eight? -Oh, not so long ago as that. I think you mean 'ninety-seven, or 'ninety- eight was it, Anne? When they sank the Mainc? 
-Who? That's one I never heard. Do you feel unwell, Mister Cohen?
 -Yes, Thomas ran off right after James did, but he was too small for the war of course. He joined a Tom show passing through town, playing clarinet in the entreact and they also let him look after the dogs, finding livery stables to put them up cover of the 2020 reprint, which is the letters "j r"  in big orange serif text