Tag: algorithm absurdity

Fuel as Food for Thought

Fueling Folklore We mythologize meals like they’re sacred rites, yet forget food is just fuel—ignored until the tank runs dry. This post riffs on our...

Ode to the Rational Curve

Mathematical Heresy In a bold act of mathematical satire, the Piker Consortium has declared pi to be round, rational, and rhetorically loud. This post explores...

The Silence of the Umpteenth Reboot

Analog Resurrection After countless reboots, BIOS toggles, and driver séances, I finally coaxed Synaptics HD Audio into acknowledging the existence of analog sound. This post...

Diary of a Sentient Jukebox

Emotional Firmware Somewhere between nostalgia and corrupted memory, a jukebox begins to think. This post is its diary—looping through longing, remixing regret, and humming softly...

Hello Caractacus — in Python

Lyrical Code Parody A playful mashup of Python parody and lyrical code, where satire meets syntax. With snake_case verses, enchanted interpreters, and powdered recursion, it’s...

The Internet: A Cosmetic Conspiracy

Satirical Exposé Beneath luxury spas, where mascara meets microchip and blush runs on blockchain, the cosmetics industry accidentally reverse-engineered the Internet, faith-healing enzymes, and time...

This Post Was Authored By…

Recursive Whimsy Looking for footnotes that moonlight as main characters? These 13 entries blur the line between annotation and narrative, offering two-sentence glimpses into the...

Don’t Take Anything Seriously

Code Satire & Philosophical Absurdism Featuring Java code that loops through existential dread and outputs nothing but shrugs, it’s a celebration of recursive absurdity and...

Heartbreak Hotel by Elvis Presley (in Java)

Programming Humor & Digital Melancholy Elvis logged in, the stack trace cried. Welcome to Heartbreak Hotel — now running on Java 1.8 with unresolved dependencies...

Do not Evacuate the Building

A surreal riff on missing cars, stolen goods, and spellcheck tyranny. This post explores mediocrity, semantics, and Scottish-accented warnings — where the Department of Lost...