I rarely dream in my sleep (or remember them at least) but when I do, of course it’s something absolutely unhinged like I’m hanging off the side of a big boat and my feet hit Taylor Swift as she was swimming in the water. At least I apologized to her.
Angie Wang’s sketch in the New Yorker, “Is My Toddler a Stochastic Parrot?”, is a lovely meditation on language, AI, and life:
The world is racing to develop ever more sophisticated large language models while a small language model unfurls itself in my home.
Seriously, just find a large screen and read it. It’s such a delight.
Currently reading: The Fifth Season by (ISBN 9780316229302)