My Fellow
Claudonians

How it started

I did not
mean to do this

By day I inspect buildings for a living. I make sure things are up to code, square, and not about to fall down. On the side I preach, I write, and I try to be a halfway decent husband.

Then one night I opened up an AI "just to mess around." One prompt became twenty-three. Twenty-three became 2am. And somewhere in there I stopped messing around and started building.

I came to inspect the foundation. I stayed to argue with the robot.

Turns out I'm not the only one. There's a whole tribe of us out here — refreshing, re-prompting, certain the fix is one more iteration away. So I made some shirts for us. Welcome home, Claudonian.