This is not a great revelation for anyone, but making things, to say nothing of growing things, is an act of believing in a better future. In this case, it’s a better future, by definition, since it includes cilantro and holy basil.
This is not a great revelation for anyone, but making things, to say nothing of growing things, is an act of believing in a better future. In this case, it’s a better future, by definition, since it includes cilantro and holy basil.
I think this one is actually pretty good.
[Content warning: violent death]
A few years ago, I played an audiobook version of LeGuin’s The Wave of The Mind [wc] – basically, short essays on writing and thinking about writing – and, as usual, I was impressed by her clarity and thoughtfulness. She ranges widely, including a fascinating meta-analysis of gender in book awards (depressing!) and a piece on genetic determinism.
I got a request for a “ghetto shiv” and, naturally, it had to happen.
As you possibly recall, I suck at writing fiction. So I enlisted the help of ChatGPT.
I paid a brief visit to my old friend Gary McGraw, who used to work in computer security with me, but has switched to focusing on AI applications in that field. He’s my “go to guy” when I have questions about AI, and I was surprised that his view of ChatGPT3, etc., is that they are toys.
This is an entire posting elaborating on a comment I made over at pharyngula, regarding whether AI “creativity” poses a problem for great artists.
Over at Pharyngula, special jackbooted operative raven floated a dangerous idea: [pha]
I suppose Tucker Carlson wants one of the M&Ms to wave a Swastika flag around or carry an AR 15 rifle or something. The right wingnut patriot M&M.
I haven’t gotten bored of the AI generated art, yet. There will almost certainly be more.