A Lifetime of Creativity and Ideas in Music, Electronics, Bicycles and Environment. The blog of Filthynoises audio effects design and any other artistic pursuit by Crunchysteve
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The AI experiment in my "laboratory" is over. I've been running Ollama locally on my laptop, as in:- an 8G, local, offline language model, running on local, offline command line software. Don't get me started about the carbon pollution environmental disaster being created by serverside queries to AI like, "Does my partner really love me." The local-only model seemed like an affordable and accountable approach and my M1 Mac is energy efficient fast enough that even really tricky queries were sorted way under 2 minutes. The thing is, I never got a single, useful response to a query. Not one, that was fit for purpose, anyway, out of Ollama's "mouth." I figured that between my ability to describe a problem, and its probable solution, architecturally and simply, might result in useful code fragments for my various microcontroller coding and OpenSCAD design tasks. Not one. The work required to make anything useful was at least as much as designing i...
I'm a sucker for shiny metal. Polished aluminium, stylishly painted steel, a leather saddle, spoked wheels - just love it! So this BBC 4 "doco" ("reality tv"?), wherein Rob Penn, the global cycle tourist and media personality, had me at the first mention of a "dream bicycle." BBC 4's "Ride of My Life." (Not sure why Youtube has given Portland's "tits out" artist the thumbnail... Apart from the fact that Rob was, when this was made, clearly better paid than I was working for Australia's national broadcaster, he places just a little too much emphasis on the machine rather than what makes a great ride, great people with you and great locations. Thankfully, we meet some people in his quest for parts for his custom built bicycle, that are people I'd happily ride with, not least, Rob himself! He's a velo-obsessed tragic to make me look "normal." It's not a new show, it's from Boris Johnson's er...
I'm quite open about my health in public. I'm also a bit of a "helicopter pilot*" when it comes to my cycling, too. So, when I saw my cadiologist last week for an annual followup since my poofer went futt back in 2020, a new doc every year (I'm public, not private), I made sure Doc knew the back story, the front story, the story behind the story and the cover story. I told Doc that my diabetes had been formally retyped, that my "endo" had officially determined that my 2005 type 2 diagnosis was wrong, I'm a type 1. Probably late onset, but things about my childhood and youth health... you know... Maybe I'm latent Type 1, maybe I was a sort of slow burn juvee Type 1. Anyway, Doc acknowledged it, "Ah yes, late onset." I told Doc I've used a bicycle for transport all my life, was a big advocate for cycling for environmental, urban and personal health and that was acknowledged with an enthusiastic, "Very good." Then Doc pre...
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