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And the Hits Keep Coming
I Don’t Care Who You Are: That’s. . .
That’s funny right there.
“Buddy, God Had No Part in This”
Blond. In the Sun
I’ve been getting a lot of love letters as of late:
Catch of the Day (3+1)
Here are three new sets of electrons piled together in interesting ways. Each suffers from quasi-obvious flaws. Can you find them? Answers posted in the comments. Hint: it’s still not the tits.
A bonus for all the good folk in rural America: Farm Girl
Catch of the Day (3+1)
Three more strange ladies invite you to spot the errors their creator made. Can you see them? Answers posted in the comments. Hint: it’s still not the tits.
As a bonus, and because the AI used on one Facebook site is so terrible it becomes funny, I give you ‘Farm Girl’.
I’ve Got a Family Tree
But it ain’t got no limbs:
His Burden
I’m pretty sure that the pause mid-stride was less about contemplation and more about filling a diaper. Such is this mans burden.
Catch of the Day (Mass of the Ass)
Here’s three more for the best of bad AI and/or Photoshop. All have errors of a skill level 1 variety. Can you spot them? Answers posted in the comments. Hint: it’s never the tits.
Catch of the Day (Those Silly/Saggy Seniors)
Here’s three more for the best of bad AI. All have multiple errors of a skill level 1 variety. Can you spot them? Answers posted in the comments. Hint: it’s never the tits.
Catch of the Day
Here’s three of today’s best bad AI that I found on Facebook. Can you spot the error(s)in the photos? Answers in the comments. Hint: it’s never the tits.
Cosmic Background Radiation. An AI Take
So I’m reading an article on Cosmic Background Radiation and the author throws up a picture that looks pretty different that the green and blue splotch image I’m used to seeing, like this:
It looked pretty different so I checked out the caption directly below the photo. Photo and caption from a screen shot I took:
Turns out, like almost every other ‘photo’ taken of objects in our galaxy or in the friggin universe, it’s not real. While most are color added manipulations of data produced by the instruments, this, if the caption holds true, is a “purple and red shape on a black backround”.
Now I can live with that color modified data thingy, but what is being pushed our way now is the phantoms of somebodies mind or, perhaps more appropriately, some AI generated graphic that ‘it’ believes is plausible enough to pass human scrutiny. What hurts most is that the author (or automation) didn’t even care enough to generate a decent caption. My stab at creating relevant media and captions (below):
Or, you can just fall into line and believe your betters when told that the image below is an actual image of a young lady advertising for a mate on Farmers Only DotCom.
It’s all good though, it’s part of that brave new world thingy you hear everyone talking about.
The Weekend Begins
Crackhead Barney
One of the early clues that your producer may be dabbling in the powder is when he books someone named Crackhead Barney, a female, for your show.
That’s one fine babe right there!
Nice Try?
Out of the Country
You can take a boy out of the country, but. . .
Not to awful long ago I recall numerous insider reports of just how well Taylor Swift was taming/training this wild man. Apparently the reports of that trait’s demise has been greatly exaggerated.
I Just Can’t Stop Myself
They probably have something similar to this on a continuous loop running in Tehran. We, as Americans, have overplayed the stupid card.
Norm on AJ
Across the Socials
This (below) final little ‘Icon of Foolishness’ is not a joke (well, it is a joke unless you held the stock). It’s something I captured in yesterday’s news and it’s a testimony to the dangers of playing any given stock in the market in the same way you’d play roulette.
Hopes and Dreams
For reference: on Mercury a day lasts 1,408 hours…just like every Monday does on Earth.
Visiting Angels
Clarification
The Don has been in the news as of late over his ‘bloodbaths’ remark(s). The press, in their unrelenting efforts to keep the truth in front of us, the masses, was quick to mischaracterize. Sadly this has become standard fare.
Genesius’ quick wit is on display and, apparently it’s OK to do it but not to forewarn about it.
Yakety Yak
I’m A Lot Like You
Trippin on the Socials
Nobody’s Perfect
Keystone Comrades
On one hand this is absolutely hilarious . . .
. . . on the other hand it won’t be long until US forces face the same crisis in planning, leadership, and execution as the Brits now do.
Until then, here’s to our keystone comrades in arms!
Must She do Everything?
Monday Monday: Sometimes It Turns Out That Way
All the news you wish you hadn’t seen/heard/read.
I’m beginning to understand why its so damn hard to close out the tunnels in Gaza. The red arrow in the photo below shows a breach entry Israel made into one of the lairs.
It’s a good thing Kennedy advertised, I’d forgotten that he existed. I don’t know who he went to for campaign advice, but the ad is (in my mind) extremely effective in pointing out the age weakness’ of both Trump and Biden. It reminds folks of Kennedy’s heritage and paints him as being cut from a completely different cloth than that of the establishment candidates. He’s toast, but he’s not bland.
I’ve spent considerable time this morning trying to figure out which of the two tight ends pictured the article below was talking about.
If you’re in Paris and everyone around you makes you think you’re in the Bangladeshi ghetto on the east side of Johannesburg SA , you may want to rethink your life choices.
In closing, Old Joe decided the best way to show you that he’s really as sharp as he’s always been was to tweet a picture proving that the lights are still on. I can’t think of a single person who thought that they’d gone out, but the question of whether anyone is still at home remains.
I Ouched Myself Today
Colon Cleaner
I have, in the past, written a time or two about the hot sauce and salsa (among other goodies) I conjure up from veggies in the garden. I’m always on the lookout for innovative recipes that others are using/creating to see what twist(s) I can add to my stock and store. I ran across this earlier today. I thought that this was surely a joke. . . anyway it gave me a laugh.
So I did a simple search on Yahoo and two things became apparent: It’s no joke, and AI sucks at what it does.
First the no joke info. I found the guys/gals that crank this stuff out and it is indeed Professor Phardtpounders Colon Cleaner Hot Sauce – Elixir of capsaicin extremus. They have been around for years and have actually entered and took second in a hot sauce competition. They have other equally intriguing offerings:
The AI part of this post is my continuing rant on how dangerous and ridiculous (it can be both at the same time) this shit is. Here is what was pasted to the top of the search results when I went hunting for the hot sauce:
It just made shit up! It scrapped together BS pulled from other articles or encyclopedia and threw it at me. I suppose in the not too distant future that the little ‘Created by AI’ symbol/notice will grow smaller and smaller until it disappears completely. We’ll all be at the mercy of algorithms.
UPDATE: A short while after I posted the above I got a call on my cell phone. I guess I’m about like half of America, if I don’t recognize the number I don’t answer. The area code is/was 659 and I wondered where that was at.. . . a search on Yahoo produced the following results.
AI says:
Reality says:
Anything for Shits and Giggles
I can understand a couple of airheads making the mistake of thinking hot peppers are just hot (vice deadly), but to then post it online is telling.
The term ‘bimbo’ has sort of fallen from favor as of late so I applaud these fine young ladies for doing their part to resurrect it.
All Righty Then | Dim Big Sity Blu’s
Smells Like Chapstick
Wisdom from the Aged | Buckle Up
Billie Eilish Pirate Baird O’Connell
I understand that she has come out as bi….
…bi god that is one ugly woman.
A Little Something from the Socials
When You Share in the Third World
Some of them even brought luggage.
Thank You For Your Service, Door Be Dattaway
So, if the disaster disappears once the pilot leaves the aircraft, who (or what) is at fault?
Originally tweeted by Barton (4-8) (9-3) (@Barton_1015) on December 15, 2022.
Email May Be Lost if Required Action is Taken
Its things like this that give Nigeria a bad name.