December 28, 2023

He visits my town once a year.
He fills my mouth with kisses and nectar.
I spend all my money on him.
*Who, girl, your man?*
No, a mango.
amir khusrow (1253–1325 CE)

somehow woke up dreaming / thinking about cellular automata processing and Conway's Game of Life - how you'd either need two grids or could use a single grid of "even/odd turn state" (i.e. it's turn 1, my current state is "odd [alive dead]", I am computing "even [alive dead]" , and then turn 2 doing the opposite.) and then i started thinking about sparse array processing. I think in the dream or halfway asleep aspect I thought I should ask ChatGPT. Which makes me think of the trope that you don't see many smartphones in dreams... but apparently ChatGPT has more dream resonance...