@CoachDanGo Not saving time or money, but sparking a bit of joy in others. New lamp shades for my parents. A drawer organizer for my wife. Personalized treasure chests for my son‘s birthday party.
TIL the hard way that the build plate isn’t just for decoration. I ruined my heated bed surface with a remote print. 😐
Before anyone asks: the print actually turned out surprisingly well.
@anycubic3dprint, does your warranty cover stupidity?
Nearing the halfway point on day 12, my experiment hit a rough patch.
Once again, I hadn’t made time for it during the day, leaving me with another late-night session. I stopped after 20 minutes because compromising sleep didn’t seem like a smart trade-off.
I’ve noticed that these sessions leave me feeling wired afterwards. At the end of the day, that’s simply a poor allocation of energy.
Also, after initially dropping by about 30% last week, my screen time has climbed right back to its previous level.
I’ve devolved from Homo sapiens sapiens into Homo distractus.
To reverse the trend, I’m running a little experiment:
For 30 days, I’m going to stare at a dot on a wall for one hour a day.
Today was day one.
According to my Garmin, I will end up burning 5000 calories today. That means it’s totally legitimate to scoop caramel peanut butter straight out of the jar, right? RIGHT?!?
When I put this tweet into Claude for spell-checking, it remarked:
"For the record: there is no list. Which is, admittedly, exactly what someone maintaining a list would say."
Every time Claude passive-aggressively opens with "This is a bigger design change…", I worry that I just moved up a few spots on the Great Purge list.
Quick question: does the right to be forgotten under GDPR cover kill lists?
Day 3. An unexpected obstacle appeared: the weekend, with family plans that didn’t account for me sitting still for an hour.
So here I am at 1:11 a.m., after staring at a dimly lit door for an hour.
I’ve devolved from Homo sapiens sapiens into Homo distractus.
To reverse the trend, I’m running a little experiment:
For 30 days, I’m going to stare at a dot on a wall for one hour a day.
Today was day one.
Did I feel reborn with laser-sharp focus? No.
But at least I resisted the temptation to crawl into bed and curl up into a ball, a fantasy that had crossed my mind multiple times over the past hour.
Instead, I followed another impulse:
I’m going to document the experiment here.
The sounds of children playing in a nearby playground became a welcome distraction.
Then a heavy drowsiness fell over me.
For a while, simply keeping my eyes open felt like the main challenge.
One minute before the end, the kitchen timer beeped.
The sound sent a tingling sensation through my entire body and gave me new energy.
A few more deep breaths, and the hour was over.
My mind spent some time digging up memories of deranged 4chan posts I had read about two decades ago.
When it wasn’t doing that, the dot began to dance.
Sometimes it split into two before I managed to refocus.
Let me tell you: 60 minutes can feel very long when you don’t know when they’ll be over.
I tried to sit still, avoid fidgeting, and not scratch every itch.
I changed posture a few times. This is supposed to be a mental challenge, not a physical one.
I’ve devolved from Homo sapiens sapiens into Homo distractus.
To reverse the trend, I’m running a little experiment:
For 30 days, I’m going to stare at a dot on a wall for one hour a day.
Today was day one.
The setup is simple:
• Mark a dot on the wall
• Set a kitchen timer for 60 minutes
• Sit down and stare
To make it more interesting, I placed the timer behind me, so I wouldn’t know how much time was left.
Every time I 3D print something, I can’t help thinking this is as close to magic as it gets:
Think up a thing, apply some mediocre 3D modelling skills, wait a bit - and it‘s real