#FridayThoughts: Robot revolution.

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First, #TVWatch,”Stellar panels.” And now on to Friday.

It’s sunny and cold and I guess that’s where we’ll be for a while. It is, believe it or not, December after all.

The other day, I played around with that DALL-E system that translates words into images, and it’s the most addictive thing. I’m trying to stay within the free credit limit, but I could see spending actual money on it, the results are both incredible and often hilarious.

It’s weird though, I don’t see how it could replace a real artist, it just puts things together it thinks fit the description, but it doesn’t really know. And it shows the limits and biases of humans. Try as I might to get a pretty mermaid with light brown skin and blue eyes–specifically for a friend with light brown skin and blue eyes–it wouldn’t quite go there. The mermaid wouldn’t smile, or the skin was absolutely not the least brown, or the eyes weren’t blue.

Is it because of the reference images it uses? Because of the way it’s programmed to take in those terms?

I really don’t know.

But it’s an incredible advancement. A largely limited incredible advancement. At least for now.

Of course I could tell a human artist what I wanted and I wouldn’t have those issues. The images would likely have more depth too. The AI art doesn’t have soul but it has the imitation of soul.

If you know what I mean.

Anyway, that’s it for me this week. Have a great Friday and a wonderful weekend.

Check out  my full-length novels: 
Aunty Ida’s Full-Service Mental Institution (by Invitation Only)   
Aunty Ida’s Holey Amazing Sleeping Preparation (Not Doctor Recommended) 
Her Cousin Much Removed
The Great Paradox and the Innies and Outies of Time Management.
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Watch Out, Humans. AI Knows. IT KNOWS.

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By Alejandro Zorrilal Cruz [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

The machines are totally out to get me. What’s that, hypothetical reader? That sounds a little bit paranoid and not entirely rational?

You’re one of them, hypothetical reader, aren’t you? I can tell.

OK, so hear me out. It all started on Sunday, when I miraculously checked out a library book from my phone. I’ve marveled before about the magic of checking out ebooks at any hour of the day from my couch, but this was even more spectacular. I was out in the wild.

But then.

It seems like once the machines know they have you, they’ve got you.

What, hypothetical reader I can’t be sure isn’t entirely AI? That’s kind of saying the same thing? Uh no, it’s totally deep. Deep.

And subtle.

Anyway, since then, the AI gremlins have decided to mess with me. Emails gone astray; a survey required for a seminar vanished into the ether; my coffee maker gave me the side-eye and messed with my coffee.

You don’t mess with a woman’s coffee.

I’d like to blame the eclipse, because, well, it’s convenient and I love my future tech, but it really forces you to wonder what happens when AI gains sentience and it loves a practical joke.

For more on my thoughts about Charlottesville and rising bigotry, please read An Open Letter to My Friends of Color.

Check out  my full-length novels: 

Aunty Ida’s Full-Service Mental Institution (by Invitation Only)   

Aunty Ida’s Holey Amazing Sleeping Preparation (Not Doctor Recommended) 

 Her Cousin Much Removed

 The Great Paradox and the Innies and Outies of Time Management.

And download Better Living Through GRAVY and Other Oddities, it’s free!

Peruse Montraps Publishing.