The AIignment AIliance

My novel, The AIignment AIliance, is finally finished! Leave on read at your own peril—you’ll be wiser if you don’t. Hopefully you’ll get some belly laughs too—help you out with those summer abs for the beach. This book has taken on a life of its own, synchronizing with my own journey, sometimes in mysterious ways.ContinueContinue reading “The AIignment AIliance”

Manifesto!

I’ve written a Transduality Manifesto. Here’s the intro. Enjoy!– Next! – Hi, I’m Humanity. My pronouns are me, you, and everyone. – Welcome, Humanity. I’m your Interpreter of Maladies. – Mind if I call you Doc? – You can call me anything you like, as long as you call me. My pronouns are I amContinueContinue reading “Manifesto!”

New Book!

Well—technically, just a new chapter in my novel The AIignment AIliance—but at 70 pages, it nearly feels as a book of its own. The chapter is called Palermo after the city I’ve spent the last few months writing it in. Viking and Sicilian myths meet AI. Catacombs meet centaurs. A jazz club turned portal meetsContinueContinue reading “New Book!”

Introduction

Hi all! I’m Odd. Odd Ness, even. When I introduce myself with my first name to native English speakers, I am often met with a certain incredulity. When I follow up with my family name, hilarity usually ensues. In my native language of Norwegian, odd doesn’t mean strange but pointed. More specifically, it points toContinueContinue reading “Introduction”

The time the Dalai Lama caught me stealing candy from a kid

In India I set up camp in Dharamsala, where I studied Middle Way philosophy at the Tibetan Library of Works and Archives. I even considered becoming a monk! However, any ideas I might have entertained about joining a sangha of Tibetan Buddhism died abruptly when the Dalai Lama himself caught me red handed while stealingContinueContinue reading “The time the Dalai Lama caught me stealing candy from a kid”

Introduction

Hi all! I’m Odd. Odd Ness, even. When I introduce myself with my first name to native English speakers, I am often met with a certain incredulity. When I follow up with my family name, hilarity usually ensues. In my native language of Norwegian, odd doesn’t mean strange but pointed. More specifically it points toContinueContinue reading “Introduction”