That Guy Jamie

Gen X IT veteran & founding partner, Association of Short-Term Rental Owners. Creator of ASTRO Owners Exchange — verified network for STR pros.

[That Guy Jamie @realJamieMc]

I love these little guys.
Hummingbird cleanse.

[That Guy Jamie @realJamieMc]

And so it begins. @ASTROwners

[Alex @alexgreensh]

I ran evals and tested several output styles on a variety of tasks (coding + knowledge work). Made this repo with the top 3 styles.

All save up to 50% of response tokens, and increase explainability without hurting reasoning or affecting work quality.

Some STE elements are already baked in. But without the limiting factors that can sometimes harm performance.
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[That Guy Jamie @realJamieMc]

@RedCollie1 I cannot, but I accept that and remain curious.

[That Guy Jamie @realJamieMc]

Sometimes AI cracks me up.
London maps project = Shimmying Wiggling Spindle

[That Guy Jamie @realJamieMc]

@LarrySp65650220 Could they make it not taste like liver? 😂🤣😂

[That Guy Jamie @realJamieMc]

@btysonmd Going to Universal Studios right after things reopened. The charade was on full display. Mask mandates and mask police ("over your nose, sir") made amusement parks safe. Covidiots.

[That Guy Jamie @realJamieMc]

@MatthewSHarriso @elonmusk confirmed. I'm a skywatcher, too. Some things cross the sky much faster than standard satellites. I also notice they many times give off a blue/white artificial looking glow rather than a yellow/white reflection expected from sunlight.

[That Guy Jamie @realJamieMc]

@elonmusk
I've trusted you with money and now I'm in the middle of a hostile account takeover. There's no one to call, there's no one to email. I can't seem to use a password to get to security, because either that's been changed or because I login with google. It's tied to @ASTROwners @XMoney Help!!

[CONSTITUTION X 🇺🇸 @ConstitustionX]

🚨 BREAKING: RFK Jr. just SHATTERED the room with the most INSANE compliment ever delivered to President Trump…
In a live Cabinet meeting, the Health Secretary looked Trump dead in the eyes and DROPPED this absolute bombshell:
“My uncle prided himself on being the most open, transparent administration in history… he held 30 press conferences.
YOU, Mr. President, have a press conference almost EVERY SINGLE DAY.”
Then he went nuclear:
“You’ve opened the inner sanctum of the presidency for the first time in American history. That’s a beautiful thing.”
And the final dagger:
“Although you’ve given these guys compliments… they are THE MOST HOSTILE press corps ANY president in history has ever had to deal with.”
The room went silent. History just got rewritten in real time.
This is the moment the media never wanted you to see.

[That Guy Jamie @realJamieMc]

@SocraticScribe @Sudanamaru1 Outstanding. I do hope you and @RedCollie1 follow each other.

[That Guy Jamie @realJamieMc]

@jack1492 @janninereid1 How did your sister turn out as a human being? Did she grow into more of a fine, upstanding lady or a piece of work?

[That Guy Jamie @realJamieMc]

@ttbaldy @DeanAllisonMP lol. That's how you know you're killing grandma.

[That Guy Jamie @realJamieMc]

@dom_lucre Ties in well to this post, i think.
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[That Guy Jamie @realJamieMc]

I’ve watched the coverage of Nolan Wells’ death with a heavy heart and a rising frustration.

As a Mississippian who’s lived all over the world and come home, the loudest voices keep insisting on a story Mississippi doesn’t actually live. The quiet truth that almost never gets said out loud is this: post-racial Mississippi is one of the most integrated places I’ve ever been. We go to school together, work together, date each other, raise kids together, bury each other. I have Black relatives who are my own blood. That isn’t theory—it’s Tuesday.

Everyone past a certain age here knows someone who drowned, or remembers a drowning that still hurts. It happens on the coast, on the rivers, and on the lakes, pits, and ponds. It’s tragic and common in the worst way.

From everything the people who actually knew Nolan have said, these were real friends. Young people who spent the Fourth of July together the way so many of us do. Then tragedy struck and one of them didn’t come home. That should be enough. That is enough.

But here’s the warning no one wants to say out loud: this kind of race-baiting will make things worse. God forbid something ever happens to your Black friend—accident, illness, drowning, anything—and suddenly the online mob and the professional race apparatus start making death threats against everyone who was there. Now having Black friends becomes a liability. People will quietly start keeping their distance just to protect themselves and their families. That’s real. It’s fucked, but it’s true. And it will only produce more exclusion.

When the same legal-spiritual buddy team chases these stories, blows them up, and feeds the most poisonous version into every living room in America, they know exactly what they’re doing. They know the effect on communities across the country. They know it turns real friendships into risks. The dollars are real. The destruction is real. And it’s worth considering that the outcome is the point.

Turning every loss into a racial weapon doesn’t honor the dead. It just makes it harder for the living to grieve honestly, and it erases the actual Mississippi so many of us know—messy, imperfect, and far more intertwined than the national narrative will ever admit.

Pray for Nolan’s family. Pray for his friends who are now carrying both grief and suspicion they never asked for. And maybe, just maybe, let the people who knew him define the friendship instead of the people who only know the headline—and the check.

[That Guy Jamie @realJamieMc]

@drawandstrike @DNIPulte Every fucking american who made it past the 5th grade in my generation knows how to fill out a scantron sheet.

Why the fark do we need anything else?

[That Guy Jamie @realJamieMc]

True.
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[theASTRO.org — Assn. of Short-Term Rental Owners @ASTROwners]

Never trust anyone who says, “Trust me.”

ASTRO wasn’t built for strangers. I built it for two people I already cared about deeply: one of my best friends and my occasionally favorite cousin.

I built the verification, protections, rules, and guardrails by asking a simple question:

Would I trust this system with them?

That is why you can trust ASTRO.

Not because we ask you to.

Because it was built for people I couldn’t afford to fail.

[That Guy Jamie @realJamieMc]

I’ve watched the coverage of Nolan Wells’ death with a heavy heart and a rising frustration.

As a Mississippian who’s lived all over the world and come home, the loudest voices keep insisting on a story Mississippi doesn’t actually live. The quiet truth that almost never gets said out loud is this: post-racial Mississippi is one of the most integrated places I’ve ever been. We go to school together, work together, date each other, raise kids together, bury each other. I have Black relatives who are my own blood. That isn’t theory—it’s Tuesday.

Everyone past a certain age here knows someone who drowned, or remembers a drowning that still hurts. It happens on the coast, on the rivers, and on the lakes, pits, and ponds. It’s tragic and common in the worst way.

From everything the people who actually knew Nolan have said, these were real friends. Young people who spent the Fourth of July together the way so many of us do. Then tragedy struck and one of them didn’t come home. That should be enough. That is enough.

But here’s the warning no one wants to say out loud: this kind of race-baiting will make things worse. God forbid something ever happens to your Black friend—accident, illness, drowning, anything—and suddenly the online mob and the professional race apparatus start making death threats against everyone who was there. Now having Black friends becomes a liability. People will quietly start keeping their distance just to protect themselves and their families. That’s real. It’s fucked, but it’s true. And it will only produce more exclusion.

When the same legal-spiritual buddy team chases these stories, blows them up, and feeds the most poisonous version into every living room in America, they know exactly what they’re doing. They know the effect on communities across the country. They know it turns real friendships into risks. The dollars are real. The destruction is real. And it’s worth considering that the outcome is the point.

Turning every loss into a racial weapon doesn’t honor the dead. It just makes it harder for the living to grieve honestly, and it erases the actual Mississippi so many of us know—messy, imperfect, and far more intertwined than the national narrative will ever admit.

Pray for Nolan’s family. Pray for his friends who are now carrying both grief and suspicion they never asked for. And maybe, just maybe, let the people who knew him define the friendship instead of the people who only know the headline—and the check.

[That Guy Jamie @realJamieMc]

@drawandstrike F. that guy. One time, I retweeted him with a positive comment on what he'd written and he blocked me. I wouldn't give a crap, but a big account like that blocking a small account like me really hurts my reach. He's a putz.

[That Guy Jamie @realJamieMc]

@elonmusk @brivael **low-G

[That Guy Jamie @realJamieMc]

@elonmusk @brivael I just want to jump in a zero-G trampoline park before I die.
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