I only remember that I have a Tumblr when a pornbot follows me. Then I have to change my password in order to log in and block them.

Yes, some days do be like that. Sometimes we're having a day so busy we eat all our calories before 10am because we know we won't be stopping for food again until 10pm.

That looks absolutely amazing.

I don't use ChatGPT or any other AI for anything. Not even wiping my shoe off after stepping in something regrettable.

My InfoSec guy just did a Corporate InfoSecurity Safety training class. Which he freely admitted was written by ChatGPT and edited by him. You should have seen his face when I told him the only thing I did with my pesudo-AI was turn off lights, lock doors, and set timers.

I love her snoring. “You can’t defeat me.”

The other most memorable moment was going to see Batman Forever with a group of Irish boys who were exchange students. One fell asleep during the movie and woke up just in time to mouth off: "Oh just what I wanted to see; a close-up of Jim Carrey's schlong." Dead. Movie over.

A group of friends and I went to see In the Mouth of Madness. When we walked out of the theater, we all sort of milled about for a moment before one said "Computer, end program." We all lost it, and it was the best reaction to a movie I'd ever seen.

There is no accounting for intelligence. Or lack thereof.

I ironed them. Twice. *sigh*

Right? There's always something that's a bugaboo.

I have everything ready to embroider some tea towels. Pattern uploaded to the machine. Thread installed. Tea towels pre shrunk…. But not ironed. I still have to iron them. Ugh.

I mean. Book + Garden = Happy. It's Right There.