What is Hackers' Pub?

Hackers' Pub is a place for software engineers to share their knowledge and experience with each other. It's also an ActivityPub-enabled social network, so you can follow your favorite hackers in the fediverse and get their latest posts in your feed.

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"Ammobiaの「Haber-Bosch 2.0」は、100年前の技術的負債を解消し、アンモニアを真にクリーンなエネルギー資源へと昇華させる鍵となる技術なのだ。"

タイトル含め、過言な印象がある……本当かなあ

「ハーバー・ボッシュ法」が100年ぶりに覆される:Ammobiaが描くアンモニア製造の革命と脱炭素社会への道筋 | XenoSpectrum xenospectrum.com/ammobia-green

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THE STAR KIST SMELL

i grew up in Mayagüez, miles from the Star Kist processing plant but downwind from it. can’t remember if it was at 3 or 5pm, but everybody had their watches set to their afternoon firebomb: the time they burn the fish remains and stink up miles and miles of ’s coast.

i have avoided their products for ages. to me, they’re a symbol of the poverty of avoiding work or housing close to them.

well… am broke enough, just opened a can of their tuna. it was on sale 😣

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other workers see work show up in their queue and go "time to work on the work". when they're done, the supervisor merges their work into master. that's really it. it's a lot of very classic ideas about how to get work done, dressed up in a little fantasy theming

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Odin is an exceptionally quiet dog but he's been slowly learning to voice his displeasure. Today, me and my husband left on an errand and I came back an hour later without him. Odin howled and barked in concern that I'd forgotten him somewhere. Later, we encountered another Hateful Poodle who cussed him out. After a good thirty seconds of this, Odin gave one single borf in return.

He just ran himself silly around a field with Mila the Ridgeback (too dark for photos I'm afraid). She's smitten with him and I don't think he has the social intelligence to realize it

Odin the Newfie taking up my entire bed and defying three-dimensional geometry with his tongue
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Time for another re read. I feel like this is a Discworld novel i haven't reread enough. I'm already seeing little things i hadn't noticed before. Colon calling Vimes 'Sam' when he's taking to Nobby about him for example. showing their very real friendship. And Vimes being very complimentary about Colon

(comment on Thud!)

Thud! - bookrastinating.com

A seemingly routine day in the life of City Watch commander Sam Vimes is abruptly interrupted by an unsolved murder, an impending war, an unwanted new recruit, and a pesky government inspector. By the author of Going Postal. It's a game of Trolls and Dwarfs where the player must take both sides to win. It's the noise a troll club makes when crushing in a dwarf skull, or when a dwarfish axe cleaves a trollish cranium. It's the unsettling sound of history about to repeat itself. THUD! It's the most extraordinary, outrageous, provocative, insightful, and keenly cutting flight of fancy yet from Discworld's incomparable supreme creator, Terry Pratchett. Commander Sam Vimes of the Ankh-Morpork City Watch admits he may not be the sharpest knife in the cutlery drawer. He might not even be a spoon. But he's dogged and honest and he'll be damned if he lets anyone disturb his city's always tentative peace, and that includes a rabble-rousing dwarf from the sticks (or deep beneath them) who's been stirring up big trouble on the eve of the anniversary of one of Discworld's most infamous historical events. Centuries earlier, in a gods-forsaken hellhole called Koom Valley, a horde of trolls met a division of dwarfs in bloody combat. Though nobody's quite sure why they fought or who actually won, hundreds of years on each species still bears the cultural scars, and one views the other with simmering animosity and distrust. Lately, an influential dwarf, Grag Hamcrusher, has been fomenting unrest among Ankh-Morpork's more diminutive citizens with incendiary speeches. And it doesn't help matters when the pint-size provocateur is discovered beaten to death, with a troll club lying conveniently nearby. Vimes knows the well-being of his smoldering city depends on his ability to solve the Hamcrusher homicide without delay. (Vimes's secondmost-pressing responsibility, in fact, next to being home every evening at six sharp to read Where's My Cow? to Young Sam.) Whatever it takes to unstick this very sticky situation, Vimes will do it, even tolerating having a vampire in the Watch. But there's more than one corpse waiting for him in the eerie, summoning darkness of the vast, labyrinthine mine network the dwarfs have been excavating in secret beneath Ankh-Morpork's streets. A deadly puzzle is pulling Sam Vimes deep into the muck and mire of superstition, hatred, and fear, and perhaps all the way to Koom Valley itself.

bookrastinating.com

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