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BardAI: Google’s AI That Sings Like Shakespeare and Rocks Like Elvis

Posted on August 28, 2023

I am out of things to write in a journal. So I go to bard®, googles AI bot and asked it for suggestions. I didn’t get any surprises, but he did suggest that I set a timer for eight minutes, and just write what comes to mind.

So … I’m bored and antsy at the same time. Chores I used to do handily are now feats of strength. Even putting on a pair of shoes requires a rest before continuing. I sit here at four in the afternoon, still in bedclothes.

The only thing I did was run a train simulation where I picked up a train at Edwards, a siding near Edwards AFB in California, and took the train to Barstow receiving, unhooked the engines and took them to the shop, did my paperwork and signed off.

That was it. My whole day was rise, drink some coffee and eat some coffeecake with Snookums, take a whole plate of pills, shoot some long-term insulin and short-term insulin into the belly, galumph down to the studio to play the game, finished the game and asked bard for journal suggestions.

And the eight-minute timer just went off.

But my lazy spell continues, and I really don’t want to edit this bland, self-serving pap, so’s I puts ‘er back in bard® and ask him to clean it up a little.  Here is bards version:

I found myself running low on journaling inspiration, so I turned to Bard, Google’s AI assistant, for some creative prompts. While Bard didn’t provide any groundbreaking ideas, it did suggest setting an eight-minute timer and simply jotting down whatever thoughts flowed through my mind.

So here I am, simultaneously battling boredom and restlessness. Tasks that used to be effortless now feel like monumental feats of strength. Even the simple act of donning a pair of shoes demands a momentary pause for recuperation. It’s currently four in the afternoon, and I’m still clad in my bedclothes, having accomplished very little today.

My sole achievement thus far has been running a train simulation. I embarked on a journey from Edwards, a siding near Edwards Air Force Base in California, to Barstow receiving. Afterward, I disconnected the engines and transported them to the workshop, diligently completed my paperwork, and officially signed off for the day.

That’s the extent of it. My day has consisted of a routine that involves rising from bed, sharing some coffee and coffeecake with my beloved Snookums, ingesting a multitude of pills, administering both long-term and short-term insulin injections into my belly, then lumbering down to my studio to engage in some gaming. Subsequently, I wrapped up the game and reached out to Bard for journaling suggestions.

And wouldn’t you know it, just as I finish recounting my day, the eight-minute timer chimes to signal the end of my spontaneous writing session.

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I then went over to ChatGPT and asked it to make a title for this post:

Perhaps I could just have the two write my daily blogs … 🤔