[*Alebrijes & Nahuales*]( ), Yerba Buena, San Francisco
> > Too much Harvard, not enough Harlem. > – [Clarence Avant]( ), the “Godfather of Black Music,” [via Bobby Kotick]( )
typo of the day: big fux (bug fix)
group chat topic of the day: papal conclave betting odds
Periodic reminder: we still don’t have a comprehensive threat model for social software. We need one! Of everything I want as a social software developer, a real threat model might be at the top of the list. It would help *so much*.
It’s an age-old cliche that hip-hop and rap music are crude about sex and love, at best, but the exceptions always manage to surprise me. Back in the day, artists like LL Cool J were out here spitting bars straight out of romance novels. Take 1995’s [*Hey Lover*](https://genius.com/Ll-cool-j-hey-lover-lyrics ): > > I touched you gently with my hands > We talked about traveling to distant lands > Escaping all the madness out here in the world > Becoming my wife, no longer my girl > Then, you let your dress fall down to the floor > I kissed you softly and you yearned for more > We experienced pleasure unparalleled > Into an ocean of love, we both fell > Swimming in the timeless currents of pure bliss > Fantasies interchanging with each kiss > Undying passion unites our souls > Together we swim until the point of no control >
Word of the day: > > *[> aleatory (adj)]( )* > > random, left to chance >
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Error from [Emacs vc-mode]( ) just now: > > Hunk seriously messed up > …you and me both, Emacs, you and me both
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