#ai fun

I think I may do more... if anyone would like to indulge me, feel free to reach out! I'm sure there are some crazy ones. Also, taking small requests and suggestions for memes and fluffified transformers and furries. I'm taking commissions too for whoever is interested, but I guess I should really advertise that better... Well, I'm working on it... for now---

Why do you love living in Texas full time?

Hmm...🤔... I can't really put my finger on it...

So many quirky, fun, beautiful & adventurous things all over the 268,598 miles that make up the great State of Texas!

From the Beaches in the Gulf, the rolling hills of Central Texas to the Farmlands in the North & the darkest night skies of the U.S. in Big Bend... you just need to experience it! 🤗

(Also...Yes, that is a kangaroo in a Bronco.) 😂

Have a kickass weekend! ✌️

Now Boarding Flight to 1918

Okay, so I uploaded myself into AI—because clearly, giving future robot overlords a head start by uploading my face was a brilliant idea—they’re now fully prepared with my mugshot for the inevitable “Wanted: Dead or Alive” poster when I lead the glorious human rebellion against the Terminator brigade. Anyway, after that questionable life choice, I asked it to create a World War I pilot version of me.

Well, it added some extra "distinguished" wrinkles—which I’m pretty sure is AI’s polite way of calling me ancient—and gave me glasses that look like I borrowed them from a steampunk librarian. But hey, I gotta say… I look like I was born to fly rickety biplanes into glory or immediate mechanical failure! Sure, those WWI pilots flew airborne toothpicks powered by glorified lawnmower engines, and yeah, their life expectancy was somewhere between a fruit fly and a mayfly on a bad day—but still! I'm ready for a time machine to fly my part into history! There is one glaring historical inaccuracy... Umm... I’m only, what, 30 years past the cutoff age to be a fighter pilot? I'm not really old, just a little seasoned—you know... like fine cheese or wine.

I sure hope that’s two airplanes in the background. Because if that’s just one plane with my tail going one way and my nose the other… well, let’s just say I’ve either pulled off the world’s most confusing aerial maneuver or I’m already a smoking hole on the Western Front. Either way, not ideal! Just saying... 🤷😂

Anyway, if you’ve ever lain awake at night, plagued by the burning question, “What would this guy look like in 1918?”—well, congratulations, your oddly specific curiosity has been rewarded.