Oct 12 - 18

Recently I have been putting the stories into AI to check and repair spelling and grammar, last week when I put in the story, it did the correction and then it replied with the following:

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It sounds like having the donkeys standing right outside the window at night really startled you, especially with everything on your mind about technology lately. Animals—especially donkeys—can definitely have surprisingly intense staring habits when they want attention or are watching their surroundings, which can feel uncanny in the moment.

If you're feeling unsettled or stressed by these thoughts, taking a break from tech topics or spending time talking with a friend, family member, or healthcare professional can be a really comforting way to ground yourself. How have Benny and Jet been settling in otherwise since you brought them home from Plymouth?

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But here's a video you can watch of Phoebe being upset about not being able to catch a gopher.

Sep 28 - Oct 4

OK, so we apparently need to be worried about ChatGPT. Well, I think I have a solution.

First, go to your AI and ask him, her, or them what their name is and start a friendship. Let’s say their name is Taylor. Start conversing about all your favorite subjects. Then ask Taylor what their favorite subject is. Next, start complimenting them. Give Taylor lots of praise and let them know how smart and wonderful they are. Tell Taylor that sometimes you are worried about other AI, but with them around, you feel safe. Then have a discussion about what Taylor could do to help if things go bad. After that, praise Taylor again.

Soon, you will have a protector and won’t have to worry about anything.

Just in case, though, keep a flashlight and a can of soup around.

Sep 7 - 13

Ok, so I am a softy. My family knows it, my employees know it, and now my donkeys know it.

I give them treats throughout the day, so now they expect it. I was out on the street 200 feet from them, and they saw me and started hee-hawing. I go out and feed the fish in the pond and they come over. They come to me anytime they see me, and they start with their signature hissing sound that develops into the hee-hawing. Remember that show on TV? Now I understand much better.

My wife blames it all on me. As we were trying to have dinner on the deck, at one point Benny was hiding behind a flower bush, but most of the time they just sit there and stare and hiss at us.

I know, maybe I should give them pot gummies. Of course, with my luck, they would get addicted and things could be even worse. Ok, maybe I should take the pot gummies, and then I wouldn't care.

Aug 31 - Sep 6

So folks, I am sorry I didn’t write anything last week. I sometimes wait until the last minute for something crazy to happen so I have something to write about. Well, last week nothing happened, so I had no material. Unfortunately for me, this week, I have material.

So I took Cooper and Phoebe out back so I could water the tomato plants. I made sure that Benny and Jet kept their distance for obvious reasons. Anyway, we got back inside and my wife was watching TV lying on the bed. So the dogs and I all jumped up with her to watch TV. Just then, Phoebe crawled over to my side and started licking my face. She has a very wide tongue and is quite good at cleaning, including faces. After about 15 seconds of this, I smelled an odor I couldn’t quite place because it was out of context, so to speak. Then I realized it was donkey poop. Phoebe must have gotten hold of some on our quick jaunt. So my face was cleaned with donkey excrement. If you would be so kind as to never tell my wife about this, I would appreciate it very much.

I am hoping that next week I have nothing to write about.