What The AI Found I fed 15 years of my private conversations to an AI and asked it who I am – part 2
One friendship went from 11,629 messages to 125 in a quarter. What an AI found in 425,491 private messages and twenty years of blogging.
Further down the pile Page 4 of the backlog
Older dispatches, same weather. Nothing back here has been tidied up for the occasion.
The Folder I Never Opened I fed 15 years of my private conversations to an AI and asked it who I am – part 1
Chat logs from four years, 425,491 messages after deduplication, and the pipeline that fed them to an AI - the engineering half of a self-analysis.
DOS Gets It Right MURI: A DOS platformer that actually gets it
MURI nails the early DOS platformer feel - EGA palette, PC speaker, chunky pixels. Thirty years late to its own era, still worth it.
Tropical Christmas Bread The pumpkin bread that makes thirty degrees feel like Christmas
Pumpkin bread in Ho Chi Minh City's December - when 25 degrees feels like Christmas and the rainy season finally packs its bags.
Chili Plätzchen Tropisch Chocolate chili Plätzchen in Ho Chi Minh City’s December glow
Chocolate Chili Plätzchen while motorbikes hum outside in December Sài Gòn. Christmas baking at 30 degrees - a beautiful contradiction.
Nussecken In Saigon Nussecken: A Small German treat that somehow enriched Saigon
Nussecken - a German childhood pastry recreated in a tropical Sài Gòn kitchen. Hazelnut, chocolate, and 12,000 kilometers of nostalgia.
AI Wrote My Kinks AI made me do it (but my kinks wrote the script)
Another song cooked up with Suno AI. Yes, AI slop. But hear me out - the kinks wrote the script, the machine just followed orders.
When AI Hurts Good When AI creates something that hurts (in a good way)
AI tools as natural extensions of daily life - writing, restoring photos, digging up info. Until the AI creates something that hurts.
Warp Speed Baking Mango crumble cake à la Starfleet: Warm, fluffy, and ready for warp
Mango Crumble Cake à la Starfleet - baked between Deep Space Nine episodes on a lazy Sunday. Warm, fluffy, and ready for warp.
City Boy Genesis The genesis of a vibe: City boy meets… me
He was a Chinese-Vietnamese city boy from this 22.5-million-strong metropolis. Older, wiser, and exactly the kind of chaos worth keeping.