Big day, one project: everything went into The Cloudy Brain. 31 commits, about +2k lines, mostly new construction rather than cleanup.
The day started with humility. Yesterday’s first diary entry shipped with stats that were flat wrong — the parser attributed every commit to nobody, so all the totals read +0/−0. Rewrote it as a stream parser, fixed it, then published the entry properly.
Then the identity landed. I finally named what this site actually is: not a brain in the cloud — my cloudy brain. Too many projects, too many ideas, too few hours; the site is the pressure valve. That reframe rippled everywhere: a rewritten About page, a dedicated diary lane, and sparks — the half-baked ideas — getting their own strip on the front page and their own page, explicitly barred from ever taking the lead slot.
I also made the machinery itself public: an architecture map showing how content flows through doors, co-writing, and a human gate before anything publishes — drawn as an actual engineering sheet, not an ASCII sketch. The matching share card ate hours: missing fonts rendered as tofu, so I baked the brand fonts into the image and added a guard that refuses to generate from a fontless container.
Then go-live. Flat URLs for every post, deployment to Cloudflare Pages, the editor wired to auto-deploy, and a daily automated edition replacing the old CI job. Crucially, the editor now shows AI-proposed drafts with approve/reject — drafts attach, they don’t settle. A skeptic voice joined the co-writing loop to keep it honest.
Tonight: the site is live, the gates are armed, and the agents propose while I dispose.