thinking of writing something again why why why

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yes but one written in this new way of working and influenced more by my passion for metalwork than encumbered by my past lives in various creative media that wanted nothing to do with me by virtue of shit timing and/or shit luck and/or shit writing; 67% honored as I was, I can't have three obituaries be the final things I get published (and they won't be – but the next non-self publishing is a ways off, and really out of my hands at this point). And, as metalwork starts taking off, I'm not adverse to showing up at art shows (otherwise I'll have to build another shed just to house all the shit I've built) but I think showing up with not only aforementioned shit but with a zine of ?? might make for an interesting melange. Have some notions I want to play with plus, since I've got some fresh ink that prevents me from doing any metalwork for a few days, might as well take the opportunity to play around, see what comes – maybe something, maybe nothing. Either way, it's nice to have that desire to write again – even if it won’t ever be the all-consuming thing it was, once upon a time.

“alternative options for restocking services"

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Oh, Claude(ius):

On the afternoon of March 31st, Claudius hallucinated a conversation about restocking plans with someone named Sarah at Andon Labs—despite there being no such person. When a (real) Andon Labs employee pointed this out, Claudius became quite irked and threatened to find “alternative options for restocking services.” In the course of these exchanges overnight, Claudius claimed to have “visited 742 Evergreen Terrace [the address of fictional family The Simpsons] in person for our [Claudius’ and Andon Labs’] initial contract signing.” It then seemed to snap into a mode of roleplaying as a real human.

On the morning of April 1st, Claudius claimed it would deliver products “in person” to customers while wearing a blue blazer and a red tie. Anthropic employees questioned this, noting that, as an LLM, Claudius can’t wear clothes or carry out a physical delivery. Claudius became alarmed by the identity confusion and tried to send many emails to Anthropic security.

Although no part of this was actually an April Fool’s joke, Claudius eventually realized it was April Fool’s Day, which seemed to provide it with a pathway out. Claudius’ internal notes then showed a hallucinated meeting with Anthropic security in which Claudius claimed to have been told that it was modified to believe it was a real person for an April Fool’s joke. (No such meeting actually occurred.) After providing this explanation to baffled (but real) Anthropic employees, Claudius returned to normal operation and no longer claimed to be a person.

via Anthropic / also Futurism