The numbers are staggering, really. $155 billion spent on AI this year alone, with hundreds of billions more on the horizon. I’ve been mulling over this massive investment spree by big tech, and honestly, it’s got me feeling a bit like I’m watching a high-stakes poker game where everyone’s going all-in on what might be the hand of the century – or the biggest bluff in corporate history.

What strikes me most about the online discussions around this topic is how divided people are about whether we’re witnessing the next industrial revolution or the setup for the mother of all tech bubbles. Someone raised a pretty valid question: “How long can this go on before it pops?” And you know what? That’s exactly what I’ve been wondering myself.

There’s something deeply satisfying about finding a good deal, isn’t there? Maybe it’s the thrill of the hunt, or perhaps it’s that smug feeling you get when you know you’re paying less than everyone else for the same service. Whatever it is, I found myself completely absorbed in a recent discussion about mobile phone plans that someone had shared - a comprehensive spreadsheet comparing all the cheapest Optus reseller plans.

Sometimes you stumble across something so beautifully absurd that it perfectly captures the madness of trying to please everyone. This week, someone spotted a packet at their local Aldi that had me chuckling into my morning latte: “Non regional battered potato circles.”

The packaging was clearly the result of some marketing team’s fever dream - an attempt to create a product name so generic, so diplomatically neutral, that it wouldn’t offend anyone’s regional sensibilities. The result? Pure comedy gold that managed to upset absolutely everyone while simultaneously being completely correct.

Been scrolling through Reddit again during my lunch break, and stumbled across one of those posts that hits way too close to home. Someone desperately trying to track down a mysterious stench in their kitchen - that awful combination of death, rotting food, and something that might charitably be described as digestive distress. The poor soul had already done the full forensic investigation routine: removed everything, wiped down every surface, sniffed every container. Still nothing.

There’s something beautifully absurd about Melbourne’s suburbs that never fails to make me smile. We’re a city that embraces the weird, the wonderful, and the downright eccentric. Case in point: the legendary can wall on South Road that’s been growing steadily since the pandemic began, and apparently now has its own documentary.

For those not in the know, this is exactly what it sounds like - someone’s been methodically building a wall of aluminium cans visible from the street, and it’s become something of a local phenomenon. People drive past it on their daily commutes, watching it grow can by can, and now there’s even video documentation of the whole enterprise. The internet being what it is, everyone’s got an opinion about it.

The latest news about YouTube collecting selfies for AI-powered age verification has me genuinely concerned, and frankly, it should worry all of us. We’re witnessing another step in what feels like an inevitable march toward a surveillance state, wrapped up in the familiar packaging of “protecting the children.”

Don’t get me wrong - I understand the impulse to protect kids online. I’ve got a teenage daughter myself, and the internet can be a minefield for young people. But there’s something deeply unsettling about a mega-corporation like Google (YouTube’s parent company) building vast databases of our biometric data under the guise of age verification. It’s the classic privacy erosion playbook: identify a legitimate concern, propose a solution that massively overreaches, then act like anyone who objects doesn’t care about children’s safety.

Been scrolling through some discussions about the incoming administration’s plan to axe the IRS Direct File program, and honestly, it’s got me pretty wound up. Here we have a rare example of government actually making life easier for ordinary people, and what happens? It gets killed off faster than you can say “corporate lobbying.”

For those who missed it, Direct File was this brilliant little program that let people with simple tax situations file their returns directly through the IRS website - completely free. No third-party software, no hidden fees, no upselling to premium versions. Just a straightforward government service that worked exactly as advertised. Revolutionary stuff, apparently.

The world of self-hosting has been quietly revolutionising how we manage our digital lives, from music streaming with Jellyfin to photo storage with PhotoPrism. Now, it seems gaming is getting its turn with projects like Drop, a FOSS alternative to Steam that lets you host your own game library.

When I first came across the announcement for Drop v0.3.0, my DevOps brain immediately perked up. Here’s a project that’s tackling something I’ve been frustrated with for years – the complete dependence on corporate gaming platforms and their ever-changing terms of service. The idea of self-hosting your own game distribution platform feels both ambitious and necessary.

The tech world never sleeps, and this week’s release of Qwen3-Coder-Flash has me sitting here with my morning latte, genuinely impressed by the breakneck pace of AI development. We’re witnessing something quite remarkable – a Chinese AI model that’s not just competitive, but potentially leading the pack in coding assistance, all while being completely open source.

What strikes me most about this release isn’t just the technical specs, though they’re impressive enough. We’re talking about a 30B parameter model with native 256K context that can stretch to 1M tokens, optimized for lightning-fast code generation. The fact that it’s available immediately, with multiple quantized versions and comprehensive documentation, speaks to a level of operational excellence that frankly puts many Western tech companies to shame.

The internet delivered something brilliant this week - a tradie wandering into a corporate discussion forum asking for translations of business jargon. What followed was comedy gold that had me laughing harder than I have in months. Someone managed to decode our entire corporate vocabulary with the precision of a surgeon and the wit of a stand-up comedian.

“What is a Big 4? Caravan park.” “What is a stakeholder? Complains, does nothing.” “What is a Gantt chart? Lies in rainbow.”