Then I brought in a bunch of veggies from the garden and made a hot sauce (so good - these peppers were a great mix) and a lil homemade hamburger helper type dish with more veggies and leftover meatloaf and corn from the other night. I added a spoonful of the mash from the hot sauce making and it was so good I froze the rest in an ice cube tray to use as spicy lil flavor bombs in future recipes. This might be the first thing I add to my recipe box on some new cards that a very thoughtful person brought over yesterday.

And I had some cream in my fridge from a recipe earlier this week and wasn’t going to use it for anything, so I made some butter out of it.

1) He lures you in with the belly

2) He demands attention

3) He gets the requested belly rubs and is happy as a clam

4) Chest means it’s go time

Be stares off into somewhere else, holds your hand, and bunny kicks your forearm. However, he’s knows it’s a game (one of his faves) and doesn’t use his claws at all, and purrs the whole time. We could do this for hours and he wouldn’t break the skin.

First strawberry I’ve ever grown. It was also one of the most delicious I’ve ever eaten. Plucked right off the plant, sweet, soft but not mushy, still warm from the sun. Amazing.

He was a licensed massage therapist in another life.

I heard a piece this week about how people are having so many conversations with fake robots, and it’s causing them to avoid confrontation and uncomfortable conversations with people since they’d rather be placated and coddled, so their ability to have a actual meaningful and/or difficult conversation with an actual human being is being impacted. This is bad for every single person, but exponentially worse for children who are now being raised on a yes-man robot.

Schools are using AI detectors for assignments, and papers that are very well written by a human being are being flagged because they’re “too good” to have been written by a person. When they’re dumbed down with grammatical errors, the flags go away.

We’re fucked. AI is going to fuck us over in so many ways, many of which we haven’t even fathomed yet.