Wow, it's improving lads. Look at this brilliant little ditty it wrote me this morning.
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
and twinkle on the Milky Way,
They stretched in never-ending line
along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
in such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
what wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
Man United might not thank me, but get the contract out, put it on the table, let him sign it, let him write whatever numbers he wants to put on there -- given what he's done since he's come in -- and let him sign the contract and go,
Ole's at the wheel, man -- he's doing his thing. Man United are back!
Wasn't there a concern about students using it to help with writing essays and what not?
The line between "intelligence" that is real and artificial is going to get very blurry and hard to decipher.
Wasn't there a concern about students using it to help with writing essays and what not?
The line between "intelligence" that is real and artificial is going to get very blurry and hard to decipher.
I asked it for a poem in the style of Matlock replying to Dan:
Put me on ignore if my opinions bother you,
None of your posts are peer reviewed,
I'll send my qualifications to an honest broker,
I keep my refugees in a gaff in Togher.
I refuse to engage when you post full of gatt,
But then again, you already knew that.
