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Cake day: June 26th, 2023

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  • Holy shit, this.

    I’m constantly worried that what I’m seeing/hearing is fake. It’s going to get harder and harder to find older information on the internet too.

    Shit, it’s crept outside of the internet actually. Family buys my kids books for Christmas and birthdays and I’m checking to make sure they aren’t AI garbage before I ever let them look at it because someone bought them an AI book already without realizing it.

    I don’t really understand what we hope to get from all of this. I mean, not really. Maybe if it gets to a point where it can truly be trusted, I just don’t see how.





  • Not OP, but I promise you that I can hear what sounds like digital water being thrown over the cymbals when listening to mp3 files below 320 kbps. Even then, every now and then I hear that sound here and there across whatever record I’m listening to.

    I don’t experience it when listening to records, CDs, or cassettes.

    My hearing used to be very sensitive. When the whole world was using CRTs, I could tell you who had their tv on just standing outside their house.


  • I thought it didn’t sound any different to me too. That is until me and a friend were riding around listening to Icky Thump by The White Stripes for a few weeks when it first came out.

    Higher bitrate, ripped directly from the CD, pretty decent car radio.

    We had been listening to my copy, he didn’t own it yet.

    We stopped at a record store one day when we were out and he picked up his copy. He wanted to play the CD for whatever reason, and when he stuck the disc in, “berderwiddledod dahta dah BOOM BOOM BOOM”.

    I couldn’t believe it. It was like the record just sucked the power out of us both and used it to burst through the speakers.

    The mp3, by comparison, sounded shrunk down from the source and splashed with water.

    It didn’t change my listening habits because of convenience, but damn. It was an eye opener.



  • Abe Normal is just a guy like me. We knew each other in the old country. Shady characters all around. We never got close but I could count on him in a pinch. I never dreamed we’d be partners, solving mysteries together.

    Norm Al Goody runs a pharmacy at the edge of town, and I’d bet my life on the fact they he’s supplying the Wretch Heads with their junk.

    If I have to beat it out of him, I will. Abe thinks we should handle it by the book, but I’m Detective Diff Fective. I’m not known for playing by the books.

    Sorry. :p