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Just learned about Ken Isaacs' "Superchair" (1967). Built-in book rest, shelves, lamp, drink tray, and a seat back that folds into a bed. A place for "inventive work and the individual search for peace of mind", as he put it. It was meant for people to build it themselves, hence the almost unfinished look. Blueprints were published in Popular Science in 1968.

Mistral just open-sourced a text-to-speech model that beats ElevenLabs. 3 GB of RAM. Runs locally. Free. The thing people were paying per-word for last year runs on your laptop now.

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«Stavo realizzando una serie di interviste con i presidenti dell’America Latina. Attendevo a Cuba da dieci giorni la possibilità di incontrare Fidel Castro. Avevo già pronte ben ottanta domande avevo preparato insieme all’amico Saverio Tutino, grande intellettuale e giornalista, ex partigiano, che fu corrispondente dell’America Latina. Mi aiutò molto, i quesiti erano puntuali, mai banali. Venni convocato. Chiesi subito a Fidel se per caso volesse sapere prima le domande, come fanno sempre i capi di Stato e molti interlocutori. Mi diede una risposta che non dimenticherò: “Con la storia che abbiamo, possiamo aver paura delle parole? Risponderò a tutte le domande”. Capii subito che non sarebbe stata una navigazione facile. Finimmo alle 6 del mattino, rischiai di perdere l’aereo per il Messico dove avevo fissato un appuntamento col presidente di quel Paese. [...]Noi mangiammo qualche panino. Fidel molto tè tiepido e basta. Ricordo che l’intervista si trasformò in un vero e proprio happening, vista la lunghezza. Capii che non si sarebbe alzato da quella sedia se non avesse finito di parlare di Che Guevara. Gli dedicò cinquanta minuti». Gianni Minà (Torino, 17 maggio 1938 – Roma, 27 marzo 2023)

The Flight Attendant Who Tried to Save a Ghost Plane Full of Unconscious Souls On 14 August 2005, Helios Airways Flight 522 left Larnaca, Cyprus, heading for Athens and then Prague. Everything seemed routine, until the cabin pressure system failed. A simple maintenance switch had been left in the wrong position the night before. The plane climbed, but the cabin never pressurized properly. Within minutes, the pilots and everyone on board began slipping into unconsciousness from hypoxia. Oxygen masks dropped automatically, but most passengers and crew were already too far gone to use them. The Boeing 737 continued flying on autopilot like a silent ghost ship in the sky. Greek F-16 fighter jets scrambled to intercept. What they saw through the windows was haunting: passengers slumped motionless in their seats, masks dangling unused, pilots unconscious at the controls. Then one fighter pilot spotted movement. A single figure made his way into the cockpit and sat in the captain’s seat. It was 25-year-old flight attendant Andreas Prodromou. He had stayed conscious longer than the others, possibly because he grabbed a portable oxygen bottle from the rear of the plane. Andreas held a commercial pilot’s licence and had dreams of becoming a captain one day, but he was not qualified to fly a 737. He tried desperately to revive the unconscious pilots. He sent out Mayday calls. He waved briefly at the fighter jets circling alongside. And in the final moments, as the left engine flamed out from fuel exhaustion, he managed to bank the plane away from the densely populated city of Athens and toward open countryside. The jet slammed into a hillside near Grammatiko, Greece. All 121 people on board died. Later investigation showed Andreas had done everything an untrained man possibly could. He steered the dying aircraft clear of populated areas, potentially saving hundreds of lives on the ground. Autopsies confirmed most passengers were still alive but unconscious when the plane hit. One young flight attendant. One plane turned into a flying coffin. A few final, heroic minutes against impossible odds. He couldn’t bring the ghost flight home safely. But he refused to let it fall without a fight.

Il brano vincitore del Festivalbar 1991 fu "Quattro amici" di Gino Paoli. dalla finale all'Arena di Verona di quell'anno Registrazione d'archivio personale.

You can now enable Claude to use your computer to complete tasks. It opens your apps, navigates your browser, fills in spreadsheets—anything you'd do sitting at your desk. Research preview in Claude Cowork and Claude Code, macOS only.

How to Set Up OpenClaw in 30 Minutes (Step-by-Step): 00:00 Intro 00:51 VPS vs local 02:05 Installation: VPS 08:40 Installation: Local setup 13:00 5 top files 15:40 soul.md 18:32 Choosing models 20:27 Telegram Topics 22:28 Prompting 23:06 Skills 24:36 Subagents 26:18 Recap

I live in New York. My OpenClaw runs on a $35 Raspberry Pi + MacMini on my mom's kitchen in Ohio. Last month that little box made more than my salary in Manhattan It all started when my mom complained that the internet in the house was going to waste. She pays $60 a month and only uses it for recipes and FaceTime calls I came home for the weekend, pulled an old Raspberry Pi out of the closet, and set it on top of the fridge next to a Florida magnet and a photo of the cat. Connected it to my mom's Wi-Fi, installed OpenClaw, and gave it 1 task: monitor 1 wallet on Polymarket and send me a Telegram message every time it enters a position Setup took 1 evening. My mom asked what the little box was. I said it was something for work. She shrugged and put a napkin on top of it The 1st week I checked every hour. Notification comes in, the wallet entered, I copy. Another one, it exited, I check the result. Everything ran like clockwork The 2nd week I checked once a day By the 3rd I forgot to check on Monday. Opened it Tuesday and saw plus $380 In New York I pay $3,200 for a studio with no windows, spend $18 on lunch, and stand on the subway for 40 minutes each way. My education cost $200K. Salary after taxes: $4,100 And in Ohio a $35 box sits between a napkin and a magnet. It does not pay rent, does not eat, does not sleep, and does not complain. It just runs 24/7 on my mom's internet for $60 a month Last month it brought in $4,700. I brought in $4,100 My most profitable employee costs less than lunch and lives on my mom's kitchen Here is the wallet it copies. You can open it and see the full trade history yourself: → @kingofcoinflips?via=roovxKu" target="_blank" rel="nofollow noopener">polymarket.com/@kingofcoinfli… And if you do not have a Raspberry Pi or an evening to spend on setup there is a Telegram bot that does the exact same thing. It sends a signal the moment the wallet enters a position. No hardware, no OpenClaw, no mom's Wi-Fi: → t.me/KreoPolyBot?st… My mom called yesterday. Asked if she could move the box because it was in the way of a pot I said: mom, that box pays for your internet and my lunch. Do not touch it She said fine. But she did not remove the napkin

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The Deepest Submarine Rescue in History. In August 1973, the Canadian submersible Pisces III was working 150 miles off Ireland when a towline snapped during recovery. The tiny craft plunged straight to the seabed, trapping pilots Roger Chapman and Roger Mallinson inside a 6-foot steel sphere. They had roughly 72 hours of oxygen. To survive longer, they turned off all power, spoke as little as possible, and barely moved. Their only food was one cheese-and-chutney sandwich and a single can of lemonade. An urgent international rescue effort began, involving the Royal Navy, Canadian Coast Guard, and several other submersibles. Multiple attempts to attach lifting lines failed in the freezing darkness. After 76 harrowing hours on the ocean floor, the team finally secured the craft. The ascent was slow and difficult, but they made it. When the hatch opened, the two men had been trapped for 84 hours and 30 minutes, with only 12 minutes of breathable air remaining. It remains the deepest and most complex successful submarine rescue ever carried out.

In 2019 I was the guy renting dump trailers because I could not afford to buy one. I hated paying for it, but I needed it. So I saved up and bought my first trailer for $12,000. It was supposed to be only for my own jobs. Then my neighbor asked to rent it for a day. He offered $100. My bank account was basically empty, so of course I said yes. The next day he asked again. That is when it clicked. Contractors pay me about $200 a day. My monthly payment on the trailer was about $200. One rental day covered the note. The rest of the month was profit. Fast forward, I now own 6 dump trailers. The lesson is simple. There is money everywhere. Sometimes it is sitting in your driveway. That idle thing you own might be your best business idea.

@SarangSood Bcoz on insta you can only put past and present through pictures or videos while on X you can express and write your thoughts about the future. Instagram is for people who identify with the body while X is the place for people who identify with brain

General Duilio Fanali, the Chief of Staff of the Italian Air Force, is arrested in Rome on an indictment of accepting a $1.6 million bribe from the Lockheed Aircraft Corporation in return for a contact for 14 C-130 Hercules aircraft.

This feels like cheating. People pay $30-$50 for custom city map posters on Etsy. Someone just open-sourced the exact same thing for free. It's called TerraInk. Its a cartographic poster engine built on OpenStreetMap data. Type a city. Customize everything. Download and print. What you get: → Any city on Earth via OpenStreetMap → Roads, water, parks, building outlines → Full theme and color control → Custom fonts via Google Fonts → PNG export, print-ready The whole thing runs in your browser. No account. No subscription. No checkout. Self-host it with one Docker command if you want it completely yours. 100% Open Source. MIT License. Live app: terraink.app

Oggi mi è successa una cosa che mi ha lasciata sorpresa… e a pensarci bene, anche un po’ commossa. Suona il campanello. Guardo dalla finestra… e vedo un bambino, avrà avuto otto anni. Con una semplicità disarmante mi chiede se c’è qualche bambino con cui poter giocare, perché lui era lì, in fondo alla strada, con un amichetto. Io gli rispondo: “Guarda, magari… i miei figli sono già grandi.” E in quella frase, detta quasi per caso, c’era dentro tutto: il tempo che passa, le case che cambiano, i giochi che non riempiono più i pomeriggi. E lui lì, con il coraggio di bussare a una porta, solo con il desiderio semplice di giocare. In un mondo pieno di connessioni… a volte è proprio una campanello suonato a riportarti alla realtà più vera. 🤍 #riflessioni #tempochescorre #semplicità #emozioni #realtà

This guy nails a perfect trout catch and cook out in the freezing wilderness. 🎣🔥

More than 50 activists broke into a beagle breeding facility outside Madison taking 23 beagles resulting in several arrests.

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🚨 JUST IN: A migratory bird just shattered world records — flying 8,425 miles (13,560 km) NON-STOP across the Pacific without landing once. The bar-tailed godwit doesn’t stop to eat, drink, or sleep during its migration across the Pacific Ocean. Its journey from Alaska to Australia takes roughly 11 days of continuous flight, covering over 13,000 kilometers through storms, headwinds, and open ocean with zero land beneath it the entire time. Before departure, it does something almost surgical to its own body. It shrinks its digestive organs down to almost nothing, converting the stomach, intestines, and liver into raw fuel. The bird essentially eats its own gut to make room for fat reserves that will power its wings for nearly two weeks straight. The brain doesn’t fully sleep either. Half of it stays active while the other half rests, alternating in shifts mid-flight at altitude over the open Pacific. The godwit is simultaneously unconscious and navigating with magnetic field sensitivity that no human instrument in the 18th century could replicate. What makes this genuinely staggering beyond the physical record is the navigational precision involved. The bird leaves Alaska and arrives in New Zealand with accuracy that would embarrass early GPS systems. It reads Earth’s magnetic field, atmospheric pressure gradients, star positions, and potentially quantum-level compass mechanisms inside its eye that literally let it see magnetic field lines overlaid on its visual field. Evolution spent millions of years building an aerospace navigation system inside a 300 gram animal. We spend billions engineering machines that do what this bird does on instinct, fat reserves, and half a sleeping brain. The longest recorded non-stop flight by a commercial aircraft is around 20 hours. This bird does 11 days. Without a runway.