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Someone posted online this week about corporate team days, and within about forty comments it had become a proper catharsis session. The butcher’s paper. The coloured Post-its. Leadership doing their twelve minutes of performed empathy before quietly disappearing. The pre-assigned groups, because nothing accelerates team cohesion like being seated next to the person who replies-all to everything. The OP nailed …

Someone posted on AusFinance recently about hitting $80,000 in savings at twenty years old. No inheritance, no windfall. Just five years of working since they were fifteen, living at home with a dad who wouldn’t accept rent, and enough discipline to not blow it on whatever twenty-year-olds blow money on these days. The post wasn’t a flex. That’s what made it interesting. It was more like: I have …

There’s a thread doing the rounds comparing the major AI assistants, and it’s the usual mix of genuine insight and confident nonsense. But buried in there are a few observations that stuck with me. Someone mentioned their mum now uses Gemini daily, gets answers in her own language, solves her own problems. Someone else’s mum has apparently made Claude her best friend. This is not the AI adoption …

Someone posted on Reddit this week asking whether they were going to spend the rest of their career reviewing AI-generated code. They mentioned that colleagues were boasting about not having written a single line of code in months. That markdown lists of ideas were showing up in meetings, obviously AI-generated, presented as thinking. That the expectation had quietly shifted: a good engineer now “supervises …

Right then. That actually happened. The Socceroos beat Türkiye 2-0 in Vancouver, and if you told me that six hours ago I would have nodded politely and assumed you were winding me up. Türkiye’s squad is reportedly valued somewhere around six times what Australia’s is worth. Their captain had gone on record before the match saying his more talented team would dominate us. That quote aged, as someone online …

Someone in an online forum recently asked whether you can buy at-home dry-cleaning kits here. Products like Dryel, apparently common in the US, where you chuck a few garments in the dryer with a moist treatment sheet and get something approximating a dry-clean result. Cheaper, more convenient, no dropping things off and picking them up two days later. The answer, roughly, was: no, we don’t really have those, …

There’s a particular kind of shame that comes from owning something for five years and never once dealing with the thing you knew needed dealing with. Not a crisis. Just a slow accumulation of neglect sitting in your kitchen, silently judging you every time you make toast. Someone posted about their Breville crumb tray this week. Before and after photos. Three hours of work. Dawn Powerwash, a plastic scraper, a …

Someone posted a photo online recently of those Victorian terraces near Richmond Station, the ones on Punt Road with the massive billboard plastered across the facade. The question was simple enough: what’s the story, do people actually live there? The answers that came back were not simple at all. Turns out the building was, for a long time, a brothel. Legal, licensed, operating. And the comments section …

There’s a term doing the rounds right now: surveillance pricing. The short version is that a company uses data it has collected about you, your location, your browsing habits, your income bracket, your postcode, to decide what price to show you for a product. Not a universal price. Your price. The one an algorithm has decided you’re likely to pay. The Washington Post is now facing a class action over …

There’s a story doing the rounds about the Flock AI licence plate reader system, and how at least 18 police officers in the US have been arrested for using it to stalk romantic partners. Eighteen that we know of. Arrested. Meaning the actual number of people who used it that way is almost certainly higher, because most of them didn’t get caught, and some who got caught probably didn’t get arrested.