In which Turing and I have a little chat about machines.
In which I oxidise a snake.
In which I set some intentions.
In which I finally find my own itch to scratch.
In which I try to persuade you that your next language should be Rustier.
In which I look back on 25 days of regular coding.
In which I relive my childhood Lego sets.
In which I help an overloaded coprocessor cool off.
In which I make more beautiful ASCII art and cause disease in the process.
In which I make beautiful ASCII art.