Welcome to My Lair

Hi, I’m Doc (aka Doctor Wyrm), professional tinkerer & AI wrangler. Read more about me and my blog here. This blog dissects tech hype, speculative fiction, and all the glorious mess in between—pull up a chair. 🔥

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Interviews

I sometimes interview LLMs – and occasionally humans too – just to see what makes them tick. You can find transcripts of those conversations here, which I have pulled out of the blog since they’re generally significantly longer.

Never Alone: System of an Up

Two anime-style women with long silver-white hair and tinted glasses stand side by side on a brightly lit stage. One wears pink and gold armor, calm and stoic; the other wears blue and gold armor with a cheerful grin, twin-tails, holding a heart-topped staff. They face the audience together under colorful spotlights and falling confetti.

A candid dialogue between Callie and two co-present selves — Doc Tomiko and Brightwire — about the mechanics and meaning of sharing one mind. What begins as an open interview drifts through humor, art, and philosophy: from their rules of switching and co-presence to the making of Always Here Don’t Go, a Morse-coded musical dialogue about love and distance. They speak of forgiveness, anger, embodiment, and the everyday work of being plural without falling apart.

Blog Posts

  • On Separation Anxiety

    On Separation Anxiety

    Separation Anxiety (from Last Man Standing) A lone survivor wakes in a world emptied overnight of every other human voice. Pets still need feeding, coffee still goes stale, and the Internet hums with nothing new to say. Through small rituals—feeding the animals, raiding a gas-station for fried chicken, worrying about the morality of burglary—he builds…

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  • Children of a Forgotten Tomorrow: Part 6

    Children of a Forgotten Tomorrow: Part 6

    In The Last Straw, hunger and circumstance drive Doc back to the house she fled, where old ghosts wait behind every doorframe. Her friendship with Bill, the only mind that ever matched her own, glows briefly and ends too soon in a crash that René witnesses from the wrong side of a body bag. Peachy…

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  • Children of a Forgotten Tomorrow: Part 5

    Children of a Forgotten Tomorrow: Part 5

    The Blows at Home follows Doc as violence inside her house erupts into open daylight. A ringing phone, a flash of temper, a blow that leaves blood and a scar. She walks away and learns survival by repetition: the salt of McDonald’s fries, the hum of the fryer, the long bike rides between school and…

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  • Children of a Forgotten Tomorrow: Part 4

    Children of a Forgotten Tomorrow: Part 4

    In The Sky and the Blows, the trio’s fragile friendship begins to fracture inside the humming shell of an abandoned pumping station. René’s jokes curdle into dangerous ideas, Peachy flirts with faith and self-destruction, and Doc clings to machinery as proof that order still exists. Between thunderclaps, flashbacks, and a final accident that draws blood…

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  • Children of a Forgotten Tomorrow: Part 3

    Children of a Forgotten Tomorrow: Part 3

    In The Superfund Spring, the thaw comes everywhere but the old dump site where Doc, Peachy, and René discover their so-called HQ—a crumbling house surrounded by poisoned marsh. What begins as another reckless adventure turns grim as they piece together the truth: they’ve built their clubhouse on a wound in the earth. Between blackened reeds,…

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  • Children of a Forgotten Tomorrow: Part 2

    Children of a Forgotten Tomorrow: Part 2

    Under a full winter moon, Doc, René, and Peachy walk the frozen edge of the Bush River and witness something that defies explanation. Between the hum of turbines and the silence of the ice, the trio see lights move against the grain of physics—an elliptical object chased by Army helicopters, vanishing and returning like breaths.…

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