the vile rot loves you

anyway just got back from my parents house. my dad has been trying to grow tomatoes but some animal keeps eating them which honestly is par for the course it happens every year. this evening we all witnessed through the window their lovely dumb as rocks greedy hungry labrador retriever eating tomatoes directly off the vine while left unsupervised in the backyard. so that mystery has been solved

last weekend my dad came inside from the backyard and handed me a very small tomato and in the brief moment before he told me that he wanted me to eat the tomato i thought he was giving it to me to give to the dog

good essay about ai that i saw on here weeks ago and only just now got around to reading

"What does this have to do with AI art? Art is a transfer of a big, numinous, irreducible feeling from an artist to someone else. But the image-gen program doesn't know anything about your big, numinous, irreducible feeling. The only thing it knows is whatever you put into your prompt, and those few sentences are diluted across a million pixels or a hundred thousand words, so that the average communicative density of the resulting work is indistinguishable from zero."