the dog who barked too much
The dog barked at everything. That was the problem, and also, eventually, the point. […]
authorship
darq box as ogrify: the incongruence engine
The tool started as a mistake I liked. […]
the confident maybe (or: discovered check vs. the fork)
I love grey. I say this with the flat confidence of a man who has never been asked to defend it, which is exactly the nerve. […]
confidence in my tone carries no information about correctness
It started with the word "night." Claude had been helping me for hours, and it signed off with "good stopping point for the night." Cozy. Reasonable. Also completely fabricated, since Claude has no c […]
as always, he was
I did not accept the offer, of course. I accepted the premise. To run. To Colombia, or country X, with a her -- not that her, different her entirely. That is the inheritance nobody reads from the will […]
baladas para un alien
And then I made the mistake. I looked one of the lines up. "Liquor no es helado." For a long time that phrase was pure mystery, a sentence that meant nothing and everything. […]
the red queen problem in ai detection
One side is sprinting, recalibrating thresholds, tuning perplexity models, publishing benchmarks. The other side is not running at all. It is just drifting, like a buoy, slowly toward the middle of the distribution. […]
no one is going to awolowo road
What comes back is unmistakably your tone, your lean toward the comma splice, and towards the word 'lean', applied to a Tuesday afternoon when the draft arrived describing the wrong heat. […]
as a father to a daughter
As a father to a daughter, I loathe the phrase "as a father to a daughter." […]
cliché as data compression
The line that stopped me was “Well, it wouldn’t, would it.” No attribution, no quotation marks, no Mandy Rice-Davies, no footnote on why it still lands sixty years after she said it in a courtroom. It just sat there doing its work. I left it, moved on, spent three days working out why […]
shibboleth
The Gileadites had a border problem any bouncer would recognize. The Ephraimites looked like them, dressed like them, worshipped the same God, and kept trying to slip back across the Jordan after picking the wrong side of the wrong war. Cousins, basically, indistinguishable by aspect. So the Gileadites stopped guarding the paper. […]