I am moderately high on painkillers right now, so I decided to wash them down with some vodka. Don’t worry, I am very familiar with the lethal doses and am not far past the “slightly expansive” point.
I am moderately high on painkillers right now, so I decided to wash them down with some vodka. Don’t worry, I am very familiar with the lethal doses and am not far past the “slightly expansive” point.
This was taken right before the election:
I learned of the Order of the Garter in Canterbury Cathedral, when I was a kid. I think the general awesomeness of Edward (AKA: “The Black Prince”)s armor.
I don’t put a lot of attention into Instagram, but occasionally I post a picture of a work in progress, there, or I browse “drunkpeopledoingthings” and “thingsblowingup” – OK, it’s embarrassingly prurient.
[This is a second attempt at this posting; the first went way off into the weeds. This is a tricky topic!]
In my last posting, I decided to ask Midjourney AI to generate me a decorator of Robbie Robertson. The prompt I used was: “imagine Robbie Robertson” – that is all.
An AI doesn’t matter, right? It’s just garbage in/garbage out, there’s no moral value to it except what I choose to define. Right?
Just start talking about how the IRS needs to look into using AI to review every single tax return, fairly, evenly, dispassionately, against an expert system that encodes current tax law and a knowledge of popular techniques for tax fraud, and that the AI will flag and rank questionable returns, which will be reviewed in rank order. [See also: Mano Singham]
If you’re observant, you may have noticed that there is one career that is steadfastly ignoring the potential “great AI Replacement Theory” (i.e.: the jobs will go away because an AI can do them much better and faster). I am, of course, referring to …
As you possibly recall, I suck at writing fiction. So I enlisted the help of ChatGPT.