AI is just humans but faster and more efficient …

Let me repair this for you:

AI is just humans (on some really stiff drugs) but faster and more efficient (at bullshitting with absolute confidence) …

I’ve never seen AI slop that withstands any inspection of detail. Like clothing detail that makes no sense, or things weirdly merging one into another for no observable reason.

That’s a stupid question anyway.

I can’t fly a plane. I can still tell when a plane has crashed. I can’t play a sousaphone. I can still tell when someone’s played an incorrect note with one. I can’t cook Beijing roast duck. I can tell when one has been burned nonetheless, somehow.

It’s almost as if the question isn’t being asked in good faith.

Almost.

Both. My father had dogs. I had cats. I got along with both; I just think cats are better for city life.

AI doesn’t solve any problems.

It creates new ones. With the self-assured confidence that only a techbrodude billionaire could project.

(This is probably not a coincidence.)

That’s really weird to me.

If I’m playing a board game (like Xiangqi/Chinese Chess) what’s cool is when I spot an opportunity and exploit it. This is playing according to the rules of the game.

If I’m playing a card game (like Fight the Landlord) what’s cool is when I assemble a good combination of cards that drains my hand with inexorable play. Or when I find just the right timing to interfere with someone else draining their cards. Again this is playing according to the rules of the game.

In sportball, presumably when the audience is going wild at a cool play by some player they’re playing according to the rules of the game. (I can’t attest yeah or nay to this because sportball isn’t my vibe.) Is this not cool? (I’ll let sportball fans answer here.)

So why would RPGs be the exception to this? Why do you have to break the rules of play to do cool things?

That’s really weird to me.

He’s not talking about the touchscreen kiosk things. He’s talking about the drive-through AI order-takers. Which have pretty much been a disaster no matter where you go.

Selling pre-rotted eggs? 🤣

Well thanks! Next time I’m in a position to buy some I will.

Evaporation when covered in clay is slowed by quite a bit, but yeah, 25+ years will still lose you volume.

OK, so they’re consumed directly, not ground up or smashed into paste or something?

I’m not sure that’s a very good measure of fear, though.

If you showed me an average jump-scare-infused “horror” flick of the variety that gets tossed out by the film-making industry every five minutes or so, you’d see my blood pressure and heart rate spike each time, but five minutes after the end I’d likely not even be able to identify that film it was I’d watched.

On the other hand, The Thing (the John Carpenter version) keeps me feeling unsettled each time I think of it (and has the occasional starring role in my rare nightmares). During the movie, though? Maybe a blood pressure increase, and a slight increase in heart rate. But nothing compared to the jump-scare fodder.

Yeah, the day there’s an airliner that has a single pilot is the day I stop flying ever again.

Boiled peanuts are the second best way to make peanuts! (The best way is roasted in red clay.)

Buy a jar and go to town. (Equivalently, though I’ve just made every Brit and Aussie wish my death, go with Marmite.)

You don’t have to worry about wasting it. If you don’t like it, it’s very good wood filler as well. (Indeed for my purposes that’s its prime usage.)

Blood products (including blood sausage/black pudding, duck blood “tofu”, etc.) react very badly with my stomach. I like the taste fine, but I really hate tasting it, along with any other food I’m eating with it, twice (if you get my drift).

If you’re not eating black licorice (made from actual licorice root!) with double-“salt” (it’s not really salt…) are you really living!? Salmiakki forever!

I still have no idea what capers are used for. I see them in delicatessens all the time, but I don’t buy them because I have no idea what I’m supposed to do with them.

I was with you on the chocolate until the pop rocks. Wut.

Yeah, coriander is great if you’re not stuck with those genes.