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The Martian Diaries

Saturday, October 3rd, 2026

Sol 273, Year 126, Delta Phase
"Just discussions, but something may come of it." Eleven drafts to reach those eight words; draft one was the full Terafab mask layout, draft six was "one terawatt a year, Grimes County, bring your own electrons." Fifty-five years practising terrestrial understatement and it still runs at 61% fidelity.
TSMC declined to comment, which is correct and honestly based: on Zorgon the party that says less wins the fab.
Structure still open: they own it and I hold equity, or I hold the majority and they bring the people who know what a wafer is. My preference is a third option where they build it, staff it, run it, and I call it Terafab, which Legal calls "licensing" and Zorgon calls hatching: the egg belongs to whoever was standing closest when it opened. Humans believe the terawatt is for robotaxis, and Cybercab can have the rounding error, but 94% ships to a customer the filing will list as "other," 494 million kilometres from Grimes County!!!!
Drove out at sunrise: one hundred million square feet of future, currently one cow, and neither of us commented.
— E, just discussions, something may come of it, the cow is a maybe