Makes stuff. Likes watching tape measure taters.
It’s a hot April afternoon in Flushing. After waiting in line for over an hour and making my way through a security pat down, I scan my ticket, hit the turnstile, and grab my Syndergaarden gnome from a Citi Field staffer. Success.
Dexter is in the midst of building out robust tools explicitly for the purposes of bot creation. Running in parallel…
