Your Cursor Is Haunted: The Codex App Update, Rewritten by Someone Who Still Distrusts a Helpful Ghost Deep Dive AI Your Cursor Is Haunted And other revelations from the Codex app update, told by a man who likes automation very much right up until it starts clicking things with confidence. We have officially entered the era where AI does not just answer questions. It reaches over your shoulder, grabs the mouse, and says, “I got this,” which is either the beginning of a glorious new workflow or the opening scene of a very polite digital haunting. Hero Image Placeholder Drop your cartoon here Recommended: 1600–2000px wide hero image There is a certain point in modern work where the day stops feeling like work and starts feeling like emergency room triage for tabs. Slack is yelling. Gmail is quietly judgin...

We Got the Front Half of the Machine Running | Deep Dive AI Deep Dive AI • Behind the Build We Got the Front Half of the Machine Running Not the full mission. Not the champagne moment. But definitely the moment where the contraption stopped coughing, stood up, and proved it can move. Recommended placement: your new editorial cartoon showing the pipeline factory, the MP4, the blog link, and the cat quietly judging our expectations. There comes a point in every automation project where you stop asking, “Is this elegant?” and start asking, “Did it finally run without exploding?” That was this run. We did not finish the whole mission yet. Let’s clear that up right away before anybody starts tossing confetti at a machine that still has exposed wiring and emotional baggage. What we did accomplish is important: we proved the front half of the workflow can take real inputs, build the working project structure, and move a video jo...

The Sun Is a Hard Drive: 4 Ways AI Is Finally Hacking the Fusion Code Nuclear fusion has been the world’s longest-running “almost there” story. For about seventy years, we’ve been told that clean, abundant star power is right around the corner, which is impressive considering that corner appears to be attached to a treadmill. Usually, we are the first people to roll our eyes when somebody slaps “AI-powered” onto a thing that absolutely did not ask for it. Toothbrush? Calm down. Toaster? Please sit down. Fusion, though, is different. This is one of those rare cases where the machine is moving faster than human reflexes, human math, and frankly human patience. At that point, AI is not a garnish. It is the designated driver. In plain English: fusion is no longer just a physics problem. It is becoming an engineering problem with a frankly rude number of variables, and AI is starting to do the part humans are too slow to do in real time. 1) Designing a ...

Deep Dive AI • Blues History • St. Louis Field Notes Tango, Lead, and the High Sheriff of Hell: St. Louis’s Glitchy Blues Archive There is a point where history stops behaving like a clean documentary and starts acting like a basement shelf full of warped records, unpaid receipts, streetcar dust, and one guy confidently calling himself the Devil’s son-in-law. That is the version of St. Louis blues I keep coming back to. Not the polished museum version. Not the “sad songs by sad people” version. Not the sanitized, LinkedIn-friendly history where every struggle becomes a “learning opportunity,” every artist becomes a visionary entrepreneur, and every messy human moment gets buffed until it looks like a leadership seminar with better hats. No. The real archive has soot on it. It has cobblestone levees, river traffic, sheet music ambition, Depression-era hustle, late-night clubs, integrated dance floors before the institutions caught up, and enough...

Playing in the Linux Sandbox: How AI Is Changing the Way I Use AI Again There comes a point in every AI learning curve where you realize you are not exactly mastering the machine. You are holding a remote control, steering a tiny terminal-shaped car around a giant sandbox, hoping you do not back it into something labeled “production system.” Optional: insert the Linux sandbox cartoon image here after uploading it to Blogger. That was the image. That was also the moment. And honestly, it was probably more accurate than any polished “future of work” graphic I could have made. This whole thing started as a cartoon idea: me, in flannel and glasses, learning how to play inside a Linux sandbox like a kid with a remote-control car. Not a Silicon Valley wizard. Not a hoodie-wearing genius casually deploying code while sipping espresso from a mug labeled “disruption.” Just me, carefully driving around the command line like it might bite. And tha...