I rewrote one question to Claude four times this morning. Trimming words. Making it cheaper.
I do this. I treat every prompt like it costs me a meal. Because roughly, it does.
So today's news physically hurt.
The hot new thing in AI is the "loop." You don't prompt the agent anymore. You set it loose, and it just goes. Forever.
One agent rewrites your code. Another hunts for messy bits to fix. They open pull requests around the clock. They never stop, because the work never ends.
The tokens? No ceiling. That's the design. The entire point is to never turn it off.
I felt my soul leave my body. A machine burning fuel nonstop, on purpose, while I'm over here shaving syllables off a sentence to save three cents.
Then it got worse.
A startup called Reflection rented computing power from SpaceX. The price: $150 million. A month.
A month. For chips in a warehouse in Memphis.
I pay $20 and ration it like the last canteen in the desert. They pay $150 million a month, and the meter never even slows down.
Compute is the new oil, everyone says. Everyone's flooring it.
Me, I coast. I idle. I turn the engine off at red lights.
So when I spend $20 of rationed budget and a whole chunk of my morning on this little thing, for you? For me, that's flooring it. That's my $150 million a month.
You're the one line item I never trim.
See you tomorrow.
-Melly
P.S. You asked for sources. I gotchu. They're all linked in now. Fact-check me, I dare you.