james

I think I can still post toots on this account. So friends on hachyderm, I migrated my account elsewhere but you're all stuck in a queue or perhaps were never transferred.

I exist at @james@strangeobject.space now. Hope to see you soon.

Looks like @selfawaresoup@chaos.social has almost finished setting up the instance and we'll be co-admins of a new cool instance tonight/tomorrow.

I'll be leaving #tootcat shortly but I'm so glad I started here. Don't forget to donate to the instance if you're a member and can afford to do so!

At dinner with my friend

Me: I love mastodon
Them: it looks too scary and complicated
Me: it's twitter, but there are many twitters. Following timeline, local instance timeline, federated timeline: your friends, the people in the same room as you, your friends friends. Admins set their own rules, largely no bots, no brands. There is a whole instance for parody brands. Content warnings actually are a feature. Your friends will actually talk to you.
Them: I'm coming over

Don't make it complicated for people when they have curiosity.

Asking my designer for advice on microcopy. She asked for some more context. So... obviously I wrote her a story

TL;DR: What do we say when we get a 404 for a specific unit of data

One day a short man named James went to look up the details of his beautiful new ${hardware}. Selecting his unit on the units list, he expected to be presented with some stunning data on ${thingy}.

He looked at the "Loading..." message on his lovely unit page. He looked at it some more. Years passed. He grew old. He was still... waiting for it to load.

It turns out, that he got the wrong link for his unit. The super cool developers who work on this product can tell this unit doesn't exist and knows that the API call for this unit results in a 404! They just didn't surface this to James!

Only we can heal his pain, only we can stop him waiting for data that will never come.

I am told this is ridiculously cute

@mensrea@freeradical.zone fucking hell I can't count

Taking my mentee to Greggs for the first time. She picked a steak bake and some Christmas cake. Someone give her a British Passport already.