But my friends call me Spray.

Many of my friends are in critical condition after an incident involving my father and some bees. The pest control guy was not helpful. I spent many hours on the phone with him explaining the situation already, so please do not suggest I call him for advice.

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Cake day: June 16th, 2023

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  • Yes, but the specific type of irony that this situation fits the definition of does not come from whether or not the tool they used worked for the intended purpose. The irony comes from the fact that they are relying on the output from LLM-generated content (ISBN checksum calculator) to determine the reliability of other LLM-generated content (hallucinated ISBN numbers).

    Irony is a word that has a somewhat vague meaning and is often interpreted differently. If the tool they used did not work as intended and flagged a bunch of real ISBNs as being AI generated, the situation would (I think) be more ironic. They are still using AI to try and police AI, but with the additional layer of the outcome being the opposite of their intention.



  • I am a millennial and grew up in the time of the family computer being the one computer in the house. My father had an IBM Thinkpad with windows 98 on it, which he replaced some time around 2001/2 (it was a beast of a laptop for its time, but was from before track pads were a thing, so it had the red nub as the built-in mouse). When he replaced it, he let me have the old Thinkpad.

    When he was showing me all the cool game demos he collected from mail-in floppys, one of them was for Duke Nukem 3D. It had the entire LA Meltdown part of the game on it. I remember him going into the adult theater, turning to me, and saying, “check this out”. He pressed the space bar, Duke whipped out a few dollars, and said, “shake it baby”. I didn’t understand why a few dollars and a one-liner from an overgrown Bart Simpson would cause a woman to bounce her boobs around, but I think I showed every friend I had those pixelated nipple tassels.

    It may have been the first sexualized breasts I had seen in my entire life.