Happy Sunday, good Volks! I’m continuing my investigative investigations of s. Fla. Summing up my findings so far, I borrow the famous words of Jethro Clampett (probably): “Shazaam! It’s hot!”
I’ve got to get some drone images later. And before he jumps all over that term, I will preemptively cite the immortal words to Trosino that he’s probably heard throughout his childhood and adult life: “Shut up!”
Since you shamelessly name checked me in the middle of my mid-morning nap, I'm obliged to name check your alleged purveyor of that exclamatory utterance...
That's Jethro *Bodine*, mon ami, 2nd cousin to Elly May Clampett and 1st cousin once removed to Jed *Clampett*. I'll not be droning on about Clampett / Bodine genealogy any more than that, since even Ancestry.com would have a hard time sorting out that Hollywood Hillbilly clan.
(Sound of someone in the background muttering something I can't quite make out.)
But I will say there's no evidence whatsoever that I can find of the exclamation "Shazam!" ever having passed either Jethro's OR Jed's lips. Other than this Bing AI thing up in the corner of my screen that sticks its nose uninvited into my business more often than a fox sticks its nose in an open hen house door. It says "Yes" to the query about Jethro ever having Shazam'd.
But I've found it to be almost as bad a serial liar as a certain former president, as is the case here I believe, since none of the sources it provides actually provide any proof at all of said exclamation coming from either of those backwoods Hollywood characters.
(Background muttering growing louder.)
But I suspect that poor idiot savant LLM is just confused rather than actually being malign and nefarious in intent. (I'm talking about the Bing contraption now, not any former presidents.) It probably just got tripped up somewhere between Billy Batson and Captain Marvel of the 40s, Gomer Pyle of the 60s (not to be confused with *his* 1st cousin Goober Pyle), the kids' TV show with that magic word for its title in the 70s, and on and on and - surprise, surprise, surprise - on, as the word's history just gets a whole heck of a lot more complicated from there.
I mean, like, Weeeeeeeealldoggies!! That's moren' a peck er two of Shazams to be a-keepin' account of.
(Loud muttering turns into belligerent shouting.)
Well, Gollllleee!
Fine!! I'll shut up. But if you don't want to listen to one ramble, you should preemptively let sleeping Trosinos lie.
On AI: we put some antique car parts into an online auction. The auctioneer used Google lens to identify a hood ornament. Google said it was a La Salle, when it was clearly a DeSoto - conquistador helmet and all.
Institutions of higher education should teach students about/prepare students to work with AI. Or whatever other big thing is out there. Yup.
Really seems like a given. We know that the impact of AI is expected to be huge. Bigger than plastics, even. And damn near ubiquitous. AI will be able to tell us what exercise program is best for each of us, how to make a frittata, plot out the suburbs for the planned city on Mars, and just maybe something about what Kamala Harris’ policy beliefs might be. Oh, and whom to bet on to win the Europa League finals next spring. (It’s a sportsball thing, on a secondary level of importance.)
So, it seems like working with, around, for, under, and in competition with AI is a real thing to be dealt with. Me, I’m just gonna get an iPhone 16 Pro Max and ask Apple AI what to do about it.
Good morning. Interesting and and reasonable take on approaching AI.
I am off to see my mom for the day. She is struggling. She wants to drive but can't remember her car does not start and hasn't for monthes. We've left the car there because it seemed to give her some comfort but I think that time is passing.
We did not expect dementia from her side of the family, but then nobody really lived long enough for it to show up.
Just getting settled in for two days in s. Fla. when I saw this. Perry stated it well. Hoping for bright days among the frustrations.
On the chance it might be of some value, maybe look into the experiences of Mary Newport with her husband. A starting point: https://www.faim.org/mary-newport
That's interesting. I did a broader search on ketones and dementia. The two things that stand out are the fact that my mom devours sweet stuff - jelly beans, ice cream, coffee cake - and only gets exercise due to the size of her house and the distance between the bedroom and the porch upon which she spends most of her time - and walking to the mailbox. Her short term memory issues make it impossible to convince her she needs more exercise, hasn't gotten any in our recent memory.
Best wishes for all that, Lucy. A tough row to hoe, that one, with dementia a weed that can only be worked around, not eliminated.
But I don’t mean to suggest that I know just exactly what struggles you, your mom, your family, and other loved ones face. Whilst struggles are damn near ubiquitous in life, they’re also, everywhere and always, in some significant way or ways, unique. One can empathize a bit with the commonalities, but the unique features will remain just that. Wish I could better tailor this little comment of support. But please know that at least we few hear you, and support you. Blessings to all, love.
Yeah, a little bit of experience, from at least a couple of perspectives. It can be the sort of thing which brings one to understand what “heart-wrenching” really means.
I'm curious... Are they turning to the left, or the right? Are they using their turn signals? Are any of them making illegal U-turns? Are the newer ones turning all the way over?
Well, I dunno. I think some might find it tree-mendously delightful. I’ve been aspen around, and lots of folks are pining for this sort of thing. If one is willing to linden ear, one finds that, at least fir things like this, many will spruce up the conversation, often even come elm or high water.
Happy Sunday, good Volks! I’m continuing my investigative investigations of s. Fla. Summing up my findings so far, I borrow the famous words of Jethro Clampett (probably): “Shazaam! It’s hot!”
I’ve got to get some drone images later. And before he jumps all over that term, I will preemptively cite the immortal words to Trosino that he’s probably heard throughout his childhood and adult life: “Shut up!”
ZZZzzz...ZZZzzzz...snuph, snort... huh? Whu..?
Alright.
Since you shamelessly name checked me in the middle of my mid-morning nap, I'm obliged to name check your alleged purveyor of that exclamatory utterance...
That's Jethro *Bodine*, mon ami, 2nd cousin to Elly May Clampett and 1st cousin once removed to Jed *Clampett*. I'll not be droning on about Clampett / Bodine genealogy any more than that, since even Ancestry.com would have a hard time sorting out that Hollywood Hillbilly clan.
(Sound of someone in the background muttering something I can't quite make out.)
But I will say there's no evidence whatsoever that I can find of the exclamation "Shazam!" ever having passed either Jethro's OR Jed's lips. Other than this Bing AI thing up in the corner of my screen that sticks its nose uninvited into my business more often than a fox sticks its nose in an open hen house door. It says "Yes" to the query about Jethro ever having Shazam'd.
But I've found it to be almost as bad a serial liar as a certain former president, as is the case here I believe, since none of the sources it provides actually provide any proof at all of said exclamation coming from either of those backwoods Hollywood characters.
(Background muttering growing louder.)
But I suspect that poor idiot savant LLM is just confused rather than actually being malign and nefarious in intent. (I'm talking about the Bing contraption now, not any former presidents.) It probably just got tripped up somewhere between Billy Batson and Captain Marvel of the 40s, Gomer Pyle of the 60s (not to be confused with *his* 1st cousin Goober Pyle), the kids' TV show with that magic word for its title in the 70s, and on and on and - surprise, surprise, surprise - on, as the word's history just gets a whole heck of a lot more complicated from there.
I mean, like, Weeeeeeeealldoggies!! That's moren' a peck er two of Shazams to be a-keepin' account of.
(Loud muttering turns into belligerent shouting.)
Well, Gollllleee!
Fine!! I'll shut up. But if you don't want to listen to one ramble, you should preemptively let sleeping Trosinos lie.
On AI: we put some antique car parts into an online auction. The auctioneer used Google lens to identify a hood ornament. Google said it was a La Salle, when it was clearly a DeSoto - conquistador helmet and all.
Shocking! Everyone, of course, knows the difference between a LaSalle and a DeSoto! 🤣
Google was hoodwinked!
Didn't hoodwink me -- 🚪
Maybe you should keep a couple of car hoods on hand to hand out instead of doors in cases such as this.
OUT!!
Geeez! You, IncG... seems like everyone's yellin' at me today!! Heck, he was yellin' at me before I even woke up this morning!!
I'll tell ya', I can easily get this kind of disrespect at places that don't cost even half as much as... wait...
Never mind.
Ooo! Good one!
Institutions of higher education should teach students about/prepare students to work with AI. Or whatever other big thing is out there. Yup.
Really seems like a given. We know that the impact of AI is expected to be huge. Bigger than plastics, even. And damn near ubiquitous. AI will be able to tell us what exercise program is best for each of us, how to make a frittata, plot out the suburbs for the planned city on Mars, and just maybe something about what Kamala Harris’ policy beliefs might be. Oh, and whom to bet on to win the Europa League finals next spring. (It’s a sportsball thing, on a secondary level of importance.)
So, it seems like working with, around, for, under, and in competition with AI is a real thing to be dealt with. Me, I’m just gonna get an iPhone 16 Pro Max and ask Apple AI what to do about it.
There's a great future in plastics.
Benjamin Braddock could not be reached for comment.
I’ll think about it.
Good morning. Interesting and and reasonable take on approaching AI.
I am off to see my mom for the day. She is struggling. She wants to drive but can't remember her car does not start and hasn't for monthes. We've left the car there because it seemed to give her some comfort but I think that time is passing.
We did not expect dementia from her side of the family, but then nobody really lived long enough for it to show up.
Just getting settled in for two days in s. Fla. when I saw this. Perry stated it well. Hoping for bright days among the frustrations.
On the chance it might be of some value, maybe look into the experiences of Mary Newport with her husband. A starting point: https://www.faim.org/mary-newport
That's interesting. I did a broader search on ketones and dementia. The two things that stand out are the fact that my mom devours sweet stuff - jelly beans, ice cream, coffee cake - and only gets exercise due to the size of her house and the distance between the bedroom and the porch upon which she spends most of her time - and walking to the mailbox. Her short term memory issues make it impossible to convince her she needs more exercise, hasn't gotten any in our recent memory.
Thanks!
My heart aches for you. I hope you can find a decent solution.
Thanks.
Best wishes for all that, Lucy. A tough row to hoe, that one, with dementia a weed that can only be worked around, not eliminated.
But I don’t mean to suggest that I know just exactly what struggles you, your mom, your family, and other loved ones face. Whilst struggles are damn near ubiquitous in life, they’re also, everywhere and always, in some significant way or ways, unique. One can empathize a bit with the commonalities, but the unique features will remain just that. Wish I could better tailor this little comment of support. But please know that at least we few hear you, and support you. Blessings to all, love.
I hear the voice of experience and appreciate the kindness.
Yeah, a little bit of experience, from at least a couple of perspectives. It can be the sort of thing which brings one to understand what “heart-wrenching” really means.
Good morning. No rain until next week, maybe. My leaves are just starting to turn, about 2 weeks earlier than normal.
I'm curious... Are they turning to the left, or the right? Are they using their turn signals? Are any of them making illegal U-turns? Are the newer ones turning all the way over?
I guess I should probably leaf this alone now.
Good morning, Phil.
Goodbye M — 🚪
'Bout time.
Well, I dunno. I think some might find it tree-mendously delightful. I’ve been aspen around, and lots of folks are pining for this sort of thing. If one is willing to linden ear, one finds that, at least fir things like this, many will spruce up the conversation, often even come elm or high water.
Welcome Perry. Come back when you can tell real jokes — 🚪
You're gonna' give Phil a hernia trying to tote out all the 🚪s it will take for him to address this.
See what you've done!
https://youtu.be/W4ga_M5Zdn4?si=6p2n67Q_wiEbr2F9
Sure. Blame me. My turn in the barrel, I guess.