From the dark domain and deepest corners of the realm, Dahlske Bank the bloggety websitearu is live! It’s alive!
Can’t really remember what I was doing with this project, so I kept all of the old posts for posterity. They might not be relevant or even slightly useful, but you can’t escape your past, there’s no erasing history, and no self-deleting records… unless you lose a backup drive or two…
Anywho!
Posts from the past are tagged with Legacy.
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I may have a slight backlog when it comes to blogging about my projects… perhaps like… 7 as Marvin would say. It’s actually a really real problem, because feeding the monster inside you, getting the dopamin requires constant spice flow. Coding with Claude might as well be a Class A narcotic, cause I can feel the Claude Effect, and it’s hazy!
Once you complete a project, it’s like the aether is wearing off… I could write a post about the project I just completed, while it’s fresh in my mind, and I really should. However… vibe coding is an instant dopamin hit. That kicks. Every. Single. Time. Sixty percent of the time!
When there’s nothing left dying for, what will you live for?
Yes, I might be stuck in a self destructive Skinner Box, and yes, it’s probably not good for me. Vibe coding has all the qualifications of a dangerous addictive recursive loop. You know, like a slot machine? Pull a lever and see not IF you win, but WHAT you win. Triggering the reward center in my brain, just about all the fucking time.
I guess whatever makes you feel good, will eventually become your addiction. Whether it’s cumming backstage with Arnold, shooting heroin, or rolling the LLM dice. At least I can pretend that this is ok. It may destroy my motivation long term… but sure do I feel like I Live Again! *badumtss*
The idea was to test something called Animated Video (timeline-based motion design) in Claude Design. Rolling through my stack of domains, I tried to find the one domain where I could use this and get something out of it. ILiveAgain.com was registered way back in 2007, what the original idea was is lost. Though I’m 100% sure it was a reference to the first line said in the 90s game Blood.
I’m going to leave it up to interpretation. An art installation if you will. Anywho! I started with explaining my ideas to Claude Web, which he helped me refine into useful prompts. Not only for Claude Design, but also for Grok Imagine. Telling the story required images that conveyed my idea, while also constraining to a style that looks coherent when shown one after the other.
For the overly interested, I added separate images for the 404 and 403 pages that also tell parts of the story, but in a more… well, as I said, it’s up for interpretation. I know what I wanted this to tell me. What does this fartsy video give you?
Women are not like alcohol. There are many types of alcohol; but they all practically taste like fucking dogwater mixed with shit and you only drink them to drown out the depression for an hour or two. In the beginning you’ll drink all alcoholic beverages, but mostly you’ll drink beer mixed with vodka, because you’re 14 and 14 year old thinks that’s a good idea. As you grow older, you’ll realize you can’t handle acohol as much anymore, and make plans to watch football or whatever, but pass out after one beer at 20:13. After years of drinking you’ll find some non-alcoholic drink that you prefer over water, because fuck water – i’m made of 90% water, I DONT NEED MORE! As you mature you’ll appreciate the finer things in life, but it will be too late because your knees can no longer handle extreme sports and you dick cant do cocaine and hooker parties. You might enjoy a diet Coke with 2 drops of Jack from time to time, and it’ll be nice, but it’ll be nothing compared to chugging an entire Jack while you were 15, and still needing more to feel a buzz…. your life is over. You had to live to the max till 25, after that the body degrades. Have an eclaire, a cuba libre, maybe two, then shut the fuck up, because you’re old. Old people dont do shit, other than be old and get older some more. You’re old. FIN.
This is not my text. I can’t remember where I got it from…
If you experiment with a rat by consistently placing cheese in the third of several tunnels, the rat will eventually figure out the cheese is always in the third tunnel. The rat will go directly to the third tunnel without looking in other tunnels. Start putting the cheese in the sixth tunnel and the rat will keep on going to the third tunnel.
Sooner or later, however, the rat will realize there is no cheese in the third tunnel; the rat will now start looking in the other tunnels until it discovers the cheese is in the sixth tunnel. As a matter of course the rat will now consistently show up in the tunnel with the cheese.
The difference between rats and human beings is that the majority of human beings will remain in a tunnel when there is no cheese in it. Weird no doubt — but true. Most humans get themselves into traps from which they never escape. Clearly, it’s pretty hard to get the cheese when one is caught in a trap that has no cheese left — or had no cheese in it in the first place.
Women are like alcohol. There are many types of alcohol; beer, wine, vodka, whiskey, and brandy for those with special interests. In the beginning you’ll drink all alcoholic beverages, but mostly you’ll drink beer or homebrew. As you grow older, you’ll start to drink new types of alcohol, beer is what you’ll have at home with the football match on TV, and you’ll get tequila shots or whisky on the rocks outside. After years of drinking you’ll find some alcohol that you prefer from other alcohol. For example you’ll prefer whisky to vodka, and within the whisky range, you’ll prefer Jack Daniel’s to Johnnie Walker. As you mature you’ll appreciate the finer things in life, and so will you with alcohol. You might enjoy a Jack Coke from time to time, and it’ll be nice, but it’ll be nothing compared to Jack Daniel’s Silver Select. You’ll get Silver Select at home, but it won’t be the same as when your out, and when you’re out, you never seem to find any place that carries Silver Select…
Forgotten rant found in a txt-file from 2011.
D-FAULT originally started as a manifesto by Kenny Wang on how to make movies, fabricate films, vaulting videos, and it still is, at its core.
Online, D-FAULT was supposed to become something else entirely: a TV platform, an organizational workflow tool, and most of all, a philosophy of “dfaulting” any process or system down to its simplest, most recognizable and repeatable patterns.
I’m still light years away from recapturing the essence and building what D-FAULT could, or should, have been. For now, dfault.it is a home for some web tools I actually use, and a house for my domain and website projects.
While each new website project will be a test of some sort, trying a new feature, an idea, or just figuring out how something works so I can go back and find it if I ever need it. Dfault.it is where the tools beyond displaying a website will live. Where I can meddle with Bootstrap when creativity needs to fiddle.
Back in the hayday I made a Pop-up Generator, mostly by copy+pasting from wherever I could find code. Monitors were like literally way smaller back then, if you go back 10-12 years, 1920×1080 was considered big. I still even had a trusty 1280×1024. And when you’re poor, when you can’t afford a third monitor, and when Google had the fucking audacity to believe people wanted to stare into bright light all motherfucking day, you had to make your own solutions.
For example I could style Google Keep into a soothingly pleasant dark theme, which I did, heck it even had like 3.2k installs on Userstyles.org before being archived. Keeping up with the constant class changes was a hassle, eventually Google stopped cosplaying Mark Strong in Sunshine and put some shades on their apps.
Even with a dark Google Keep, monitor size was still an issue. This is where the Pop-up Generator became useful. You see, a pop-up didn’t have any of that browser bullshit stealing valuable screen area. Didn’t even show the URL back in the day. Making a pop-up of a website made it feel like a proper program. An app if you’d so kindly not call it that. I could work on my main monitor, and have Google Keep lined up on monitor two, next to WhatsApp and Telegram, all of them with custom dark CSS using the Chrome extension Stylus, all three as pop-ups, none of the blinding lights.
Actually, why the fucking fuck did every single website and app that was released 10 to 15 years ago, all have it in for Gizmo the Mogwai? I rooted my first smartphone so that I could install custom APKs where smarter people had blacked out all the white in apps such as Gmail, Keep, Facebook, etc and so on. It took Google almost 10 years to realize that white light consumed more energy and battery… really?! Were Google developers some sort of super fans of the Gorillaz song White Light? I would have assumed they were psychos, but then they would’ve exploded by their own design…
Anywho!
Copy + Paste until broken!
They’ll provide what is lacking. They provide everything.
Alpha Consumer Services is a fictional company from the movie Killing Heat, where protagonists Gordon Goldman and John Walker rake in their dollars. It’s a fun little tie-in from my old pretend-verse-building days, and home to some of the greatest video ads ever made for the Alpha Consumer Card (available in Gold and Platinum, obviously).
Originally originally in 2010, the website was something super simple with PHP fetching static HTML, but around 2015 I recreated the whole thing in WordPress, with my custom WP-theme built on Bootstrap 3. Rather than having to maintain an 11-year -old WordPress install and the very outdated functions in my theme, I scraped the site down to HTML with HTTrack Website Copier. No plugins, no database, no PHP-meddling, just pure static.
Claude then got to work converting it to Eleventy, keeping everything intact, while functionality like AJAX content fetching and such got upgraded to more robust standards. ACS is a rather static site, and should I need to update or add a press release, the Eleventy setup makes that very easy. I can just write it in VSCode, no need for a GUI.
Eleventy also writes a straightforward sitemap. Not that ACS is a big website, though for testing and debugging purposes, I like having a page with all links within the site, so I can flip through each of them. When you got lots of nested pages within categories and tags, I especially, lose track of where the Effrey Epstein I was.
Kenny Wang handtyped much of the content long before LLMs, which is quite impressive when you read pages such as Site Terms, Privacy Policy, or FAQ. The lengths he went to just for this fictional company is over level 6000 autisme. It still reads better than Grok trying to write the same type of Privacy Policy…
Does it seem weird that I tag each post with Claude and LLM when I use Claude, an LLM, for most if not all the heavy work? Might be superfluous… Arksanity may be dead and offline, but the content was still going strong, good content comes on slow… rules, config, mods, the domain… ARK is a terrible addiction, not going on a limb here and literally claiming it’s worse than heroin (my Steam review of ARK).
Not being an important project, I told Claude to make the whole design based on screenshots from ARK. Recreate that feeling, reminiscent of the game. What I love about this project, what vibed for me, was Claude fixing Steam API to list the mods and explaining step by step what he needed from me to display news from the Discord server.
Should this also be tagged nostalgia? Grok, fetch me some WordPress tagging etiquette! I played the game first time in 2015, raking up 900 hours in like 3 months… just stopped at 2997 hours years later… the server was live basically from 2015 through 2019, with a brief stint in 2021 and another in 2023. Is it far enough into the past to be nostalgic? Fuck if I know.
Anywho. Pure Claude Code built with Eleventy, using Tailwind and a bunch of custom CSS that Claude figured out himself. Not sure I could’ve done that myself in a weeks worth of work, let alone in… was it 10 minutes? I gotta start timing the little fucker!
The website states that the tames are gone, but actually, I can see the server physically while writing this post. So you know you never know. The addiction is real, thus the Arksanity.
Djeezus Keerist, am I supposed to write about all the effin’ projects I dig up from my personal Web Sematary? You gotta commit to it, Dahl, you gotta commit to the blog. Commit often, commit early… does that apply to blogging?
Some point after retiring Dahlske Bank the Amateur Film Vault, me and Kenny had this grandish idea to create a website… nay, a portal, to 3Fs movies specifically. Most amateur moviemakers had opted in to the horrendously terrible bitrate of JewToob, while others ventured into the slightly less shitty video quality on Vimeo. Being an avid hater of streaming, buffering, and waiting for shit to fucking load, I was keen on keeping the tradition of serving downloadable movies.
Not solely because I keep pirating and torrenting like it’s 2003, but cause sometimes, Internet connection is shit, and I just can’t do it… trying to watch a video that stops to buffer and then just keeps fucking buffering until the end of times… there’s no video on it!
On the subject of branding… naming our video production company just two letters made it somewhat impossible to get a suitable domain straight off the bat. So “The Film Elite” was to become the home of 3F. Film Eliten in Norwegian. It’s funny cause of how grandeur we pretended we were. One of the many iterations of the same thing. Filmeliten.no also died due to PHP changes I still don’t understand.
Refurbished. Refactored. Back again. Native video playback without Flash, proper photo display, all thanks to Claude. This did take a couple of yeah nah try that again Clauderino, but we got there in the end. I say we… but it’s amazing how well Claude Code reads and understands code I wrote years ago (which I no longer understand myself) without me having to explain the horrors of why it doesn’t work in 2026.
However. Meta data for social media wasn’t something I was into back in the day, so when I asked Claudie to write it for me, somehow he came to the conclusion that 3F was three buddies from Rogaland. We are two. Neither of us from Rogaland. Maybe Claude just made it up, maybe he didn’t read the about us content… or maybe he heard Kenny’s Rogaland accent in one of the videos and just went with it? I’d like to think so, it’s funnier than a standard LLM hallucination.
Check out filmeliten.no in all it’s original glory, the way it looked from 2011 until early start of 2013 on the linky below.
The nickname dahlskebank, or Dahlske Bank, has been floating between various ideas during my life. While it started out as a funny comment on me lending out money to my friend during a drunken trip to Aalborg (on Friday, July 25th, 2003 to be precise), the name did stick with me as something that would always be available.
In the early days when everyone was on mIRC, if someone else had your nick you had to choose a different one. And if you chose something as common as “Dentist,” you’re gonna have a bad time.
I can’t recall when I learned about branding, if it was while playing Counter-Strike 1.6, or if I actually read about it in some proper form, late at night on a screeching modem surfing the Interwebs. But if you’re building a brand, you need a name nobody else has, an identity you can claim for yourself, that wherever the fuck you venture into, it will be available. And that is what dahlskebank felt like. My name. My nick.
Dahlskebank has become my nickname, tag, handle, whatever you wanna call it, for every single thing I’ve encountered on Internet. Email. Gaming. Porn sites. You can find most of my links in the sidebar (or somewhere else on the site if I change themes in the future). Is it great branding, connecting it to my comments on Reddit, Imgur and 9gag? Do people confuse it way too often with Danske Bank?
What happened on 12th of October 2005 (is that actually the date it was registered?), when KiAnDe helped me register the domain, I have no recollection of… but I can tell you what dahlskebank.com has been through the years. It started out as an FTP-server hosting Norwegian amateur movies, mostly due to lack of skills and knowledge when it came to coding. Then transitioned into a website that actually served download links for those movies. Basically I had the idea for YouTube before YouTube, but fucknone of the skills necessary to implement my idea.
Dahlske Bank served as The Amateur Film Vault until end of 2010. Competing with YouTube, Vimeo, and just basic simple WordPress features, was impossible for me when I couldn’t grasp how any of that worked. The learning curve is steep, but it’s a downhill (think rollercoaster weeeee) when you’re interested in what you’re learning. In 2012 I was kinda forced by Lemon into using WordPress, where my interest for disassemble was reactivated. Oh yes, disassemble Johnny Five!
In the beginning of 2014 my skills were good enough to land me a job working as a webdesigner slash developer. This is where Dahlske Bank became a WordPress-theme. A somewhat handwritten theme based on Underscores, using Bootstrap 3 and several other fancy plugins and dependencies. I never got around to completing a shareable theme, I had way too many ideas and features to implement, but dahlskebank was used as base for several website projects in 2014 and 2015.
Anywho, now it’s a blog. Where I ramble on and on about the projects I make, code and whatnot. The idea in 2016 was to restart my coding passion and to write a post about everything I did, for my own sanity and for knowledge purposes so I could look up how I solved stuff later on. Alas, life isn’t always easy, so there’s a 10 year gap from when I had this idea until I started fulfilling my obligation to the blog. Albeit with the use of LLms, not so much code is posted here…
Kinda forgot what this post was about for a second there. Dahlskebank.com started out using a website made by Inter in 2002/2003, built mostly with PHP and tables.. so many tables… Changes in PHP killed that site, changes I didn’t understand back then (still don’t). So I got Claude Code to read the whole site, all 200+ PHP files, and convert it to a functioning website built on Eleventy, while preserving the original design.
Claude got all pages to work, all internal links fixed, reconnected all files for download. Even with a simple responsive view for mobile. While I did fuck all basically. So enjoy this tiny time travel, my personal wayback machine, take a gander at what the past looked like (when it wasn’t hosted by GeoCities).
Obviously it’s an addiction. Watching Claude write his code. The silly vocabulary of random words to give you the illusion something is happening… yet behind the curtain something is actually happening.
Ideating… Scheming… Smooshing…
I tell him Claude what I want in just plain text, sometimes not even skillfully explained, just a rough baseline. He goes on a journey reading and editing files however he sees fit, updating me along the way, stopping to “think”… to marinate and boop as he calls it, while I actually do fuck all.
After roughly 10 minutes of planning and maybe 15 minutes of editing, Claude has completed the task… which gives me a fake sense of accomplishment. That satisfactory feeling of having done something, even though I haven’t actually done anything. Sure, I’ll complain when something doesn’t work, tell Claude to recheck, feed him with screenshots to compare, maybe peek in Chrome DevTools to nudge him. But do I look at the code? Not really. The outcome is all I care about. That’s the dopamine kick. Seeing something being made. Something I didn’t make myself.
There isn’t much punishment for not pulling the Claude lever, just the lack of dopamine. But the fake feeling of “creating” is still there. That fake feeling, the fake dopamine hit. Oh, I pretend I’m being productive (“Look what I got someone else to make!”), while I’m really just chasing the dragon, hunting for the next fix. At this point I might as well play ARK Survival Evolved…
Is Claude Code as bad as porn? Hard to tell. But I can already see how the brain wants more. More output, more motion, more fake creativity. Eventually the hit won’t be enough. The need to create turns into the need to simulate creating. Sooner or later it won’t give me the satisfaction I want, like a nifty sex toy that was abused so much all sensory feelings were lost in the process.
Discombobulating… Marinating…
Anywho! I am absolutely flabbergastedly amazeballs over how well Claude Opus 4.6 writes code, and that’s just simple HTML, CSS, PHP, JavaScript, etc. Structure is better than what I did 10-12 years ago. Better commenting, naming, organizing. He reads my ancient code, instantly updates it to 2026 standards, and strips out the dead weight.
Fixing a 13-year-old PHP website with 150–200 pages? Done in maybe 4 hours. The baseline to get it running took only 30 minutes. I spent another 30 minutes thinking about what to tell him, then a couple of hours refining errors and tweaking visuals. And by “fixing” I mean we ditched PHP entirely and rebuilt the whole thing in Eleventy so the output is clean static HTML.
I’m fully hooked. Claude is my dealer, I’m the willing junkie, and I don’t even want rehab. Productivity without producing. The ultimate cheat code.
If I had done this myself, by hand, reading every file… it would’ve taken me a week. Maybe longer, because the gap between starting and actually seeing something is too long for my brain to release any dopamine.
See videos of Claude planning, discombobulating, and executing below.
