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www.uninformativ.de
 (2y ago)

Hey @sorenpeter@darch.dk, I’m sorry to tell you, but the prev field in your feed’s headers is invalid. 😅

First, it doesn’t include the hash of the last twt in the archive. Second, and that’s probably more important, it forms an infinite loop: The prev field of your main feed specifies http://darch.dk/twtxt-archive.txt and that file then again specifies http://darch.dk/twtxt-archive.txt. Some clients might choke on this, mine for example. 😂 I’ll push a fix soon, though.

For reference, the prev field is described here: https://dev.twtxt.net/doc/archivefeedsextension.html

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quark
ferengi.one
 (2y ago)
↳ In-reply-to » you need to send an email @quark if you want an account. I know that might be very profitable. Maybe Odo can disclose it if I give him a new bucket.

@sorenpeter@darch.dk a poem about me giving Odo a free bucket:

A glint in his eye, a sly, Ferengi grin,
Quark crossed the promenade, a curious thing within.
No jeweled trinket, no weapon so grand,
But a simple pail held tight in his hand.

Odo, the Constable, with a brow raised high,
“A bucket, Quark? What trickery do you try?”
The Ferengi huckster, with a salesman’s flair,
“A gift, my friend, a constable’s rare!”

“For those late-night spills, a morphing mishap,
This bucket, dear Odo, will catch every scrap.
And should a suspect turn to goop and flee,
This pail’s the answer, a guarantor, you see!”

Odo’s lips twitched, a hint of a smile,
At Quark’s twisted logic, his mercantile style.
“Perhaps,” he conceded, the bucket held tight,
“A useful addition, in the pursuit of right.”

So Quark made his sale, with a wink and a nod,
A bucket for Odo, a Ferengi oddity, odd.
But on Deep Space Nine, where chaos takes hold,
Even a pail can be worth more than gold.

About the account, thanks, but I already have way too many. :-D

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quark
ferengi.one
 (2y ago)
↳ In-reply-to » I'm closing down neotxt.dk as a yarn pod. It will instead offer hosting of timeline or what ever other php stuff you want to run. To get started send me a poem to poem@neotxt.dk

@bender@twtxt.net ha! He goes his “poem”:

A string of letters, a forgotten name,
An email crafted, a message to claim.
We hit send with a click, a hopeful sigh,
But a bounce-back arrives, a tear in our eye.

“Delivery failed,” the message reads cold,
The address it seems, is a story untold.
A ghost in the system, a memory’s trace,
Lost in the void of cyberspace.

:-D

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