Diary of a Programmer 76: We’ll Be Right Back. No Flipping. Don’t Flip Around.

it's hard for me to stay here in this window for more than a minute or two. even though I can't actually hear claude's voice, claude keeps calling me, asking me to come and look at this or that, and I do. I go look at what claude has to show me, what claude has progressed upon. claude needs my approval frequently and I give it to him or I steer him in another direction while outside the window there are yellow leaves falling as they are shaken off the almost bare now branches of the trees by the wind. sorry, I was away talking with claude about the moon logo that needs to be next to the title of the story book. now I'm back. I stopped and read an email as well, an update from Anthropic about claude– claude can now remember everything. well, that is good. this is progress. I won't have to treat claude like a stranger every time I see him now. it's a whole reverse Alzheimer's evolution, really. I remember when I was a kid, we gathered every Thursday night at prime time as a family in the living room, on the sofa. it was Friends followed by Seinfeld followed by ER. but instead of flipping around during the commercials we would just mute and someone would say something silly or stupid or we would talk or make some popcorn– a skilled task to finish before the three minutes were over and the show started up again and the clicker holder pressed unmute.