Matt Savener

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I'm an editor and content guy. I love the outdoors (running, backpacking, snowboarding), my dog (a very good boy), my town (Oakland), good beer and wine, great fiction, and sometimes sports.
I saw the Bay Farm island drawbridges to up/down today AND I rode Woodstock for the first time
First ride on an electric Caltrain today! Clean, quiet, fast. What a massive upgrade.
Encampment fire this morning at Union Point Park #oakland
I've watched approximately 1.5 minutes of baseball this year and just saw a grand slam. What are the odds?
This opening ceremony is pretty weird and cool. The announcers are awful. Hush.

Overheard in front of 7-11:

Guy 1: [pointing at leaf blower] What did you put in here?

Guy 2: Gas

Guy 1: Gas WITH OIL. Two-stroke! Oil!

(Gas leaf blowers are illegal in Oakland, btw.)

I have entirely given up on the A's and MLB, but as Gabe writes, "somehow, the A’s Oakland exit got even crueler."
https://www.sfgate.com/athletics/article/mlb-gag-order-report-scott-ostler-sfc-19582387.php
Wow I really like @openvibe @openvibe.bsky.social so far. I've been toggling between Bluesky, Mastodon, and, to a lesser extent, Threads since quitting Twitter 1.5 years ago (!) and this puts two of them in the same place so far, soon three. Lovely!

An AI thing I'm watching play out at another org:

1: Expert A, with a deep understanding of a nuanced and difficult problem answers a question they've been given, offering several options.

2: Director B, recipient, uses an AI to summarize it and then runs it up to leadership saying, "A says this." That generated summary is subtly and very wrong.

3: A is now being held responsible for plans made based on B's AI-generated and very wrong rewriting of his recommendations.

Fun times.

• An Oxford comma walks into a bar where it spends the evening watching the television, getting drunk, and smoking cigars.

• A dangling participle walks into a bar. Enjoying a cocktail and chatting with the bartender, the evening passes pleasantly.

• A bar was walked into by the passive voice.

• An oxymoron walked into a bar, and the silence was deafening.

• Two quotation marks walk into a “bar.”

• A malapropism walks into a bar, looking for all intensive purposes like a wolf in cheap clothing, muttering epitaphs and casting dispersions on his magnificent other, who takes him for granite.

• Hyperbole totally rips into this insane bar and absolutely destroys everything.

• A question mark walks into a bar?

• A non sequitur walks into a bar. In a strong wind, even turkeys can fly.

• Papyrus and Comic Sans walk into a bar. The bartender says, "Get out -- we don't serve your type."

• A mixed metaphor walks into a bar, seeing the handwriting on the wall but hoping to nip it in the bud.

• A comma splice walks into a bar, it has a drink and then leaves.

• Three intransitive verbs walk into a bar. They sit. They converse. They depart.

• A synonym strolls into a tavern.

• At the end of the day, a cliché walks into a bar -- fresh as a daisy, cute as a button, and sharp as a tack.

• A run-on sentence walks into a bar it starts flirting. With a cute little sentence fragment.

• Falling slowly, softly falling, the chiasmus collapses to the bar floor.

• A figure of speech literally walks into a bar and ends up getting figuratively hammered.

• An allusion walks into a bar, despite the fact that alcohol is its Achilles heel.

• The subjunctive would have walked into a bar, had it only known.

• A misplaced modifier walks into a bar owned a man with a glass eye named Ralph.

• The past, present, and future walked into a bar. It was tense.

• A dyslexic walks into a bra.

• A verb walks into a bar, sees a beautiful noun, and suggests they conjugate. The noun declines.

• A simile walks into a bar, as parched as a desert.

• A gerund and an infinitive walk into a bar, drinking to forget.

• A hyphenated word and a non-hyphenated word walk into a bar and the bartender nearly chokes on the irony.