Your Digital Shopping Buddy Wants to Control Your Wallet (And Maybe Your Life)

Look, I’ve been staring at this press release for three hours now, nursing my fourth bourbon of the morning, trying to make sense of what these tech prophets are selling us this time. Something about AI shopping assistants being the “next iPhone moment.” Right. Because what we really needed was a digital middleman between us and our questionable 3 AM purchase decisions.

You know what? Let me pour another drink and break this down for you poor bastards.

Teaching Machines to be Saints: Another Round of Corporate Fantasy

Look, I’d write this sober but my hangover’s actually helping me see the absurdity more clearly. OpenAI just dropped a cool million on teaching machines about morality. Yeah, you heard that right. While I’m here deciding whether it’s ethical to drink the last of my roommate’s bourbon (sorry Dave, desperate times), they’re trying to program computers to be our moral compass.

The whole thing reads like a bad joke I’d hear at O’Malley’s at 2 AM. These Duke professors got a fat check to create what they’re calling a “moral GPS.” Because apparently, regular GPS wasn’t confusing enough when you’re three sheets to the wind, now they want one that’ll judge your life choices too.

Teaching Your AI to Fetch Words Like a Drunk Lab Partner

Christ, my head is pounding. Three fingers of bourbon for breakfast probably didn’t help, but neither did reading this latest masterpiece of tech optimism about making ChatGPT your “writing assistant.” Let me tell you something about writing assistants - the best ones come in bottles labeled “Kentucky Straight Bourbon Whiskey.”

But here I am, chain-smoking my way through another piece about how AI will make us better writers. Because that’s exactly what Hemingway needed - a chatbot to tell him his sentences were too short.

Digital Gods and Binary Prayers: The Coming Storm of Superintelligent AI

Listen, I’ve been staring at this bourbon glass for the past hour trying to make sense of Sam Altman’s latest prophecy about superintelligent AI. You know the type - clean-cut tech prophet in a perfectly pressed t-shirt worth more than my monthly bar tab, telling us we’re just a few thousand days away from machines that’ll make Einstein look like a kindergartener eating paste.

Here’s the thing though - and I hate admitting this while nursing my fourth Wild Turkey - they might actually be onto something this time.

Teaching Robots to Whisper Sweet Mathematical Nothings

Look, I wasn’t planning on writing today. My head’s still throbbing from last night’s exploration of that new bourbon Billy got in at O’Malley’s. But then this gem of a story landed in my inbox, and well, here we are – me, nursing a hangover with coffee that tastes like motor oil, writing about machines learning to sweet talk each other.

Microsoft, in their infinite wisdom, has decided that English isn’t good enough for their AI chatbots anymore. They’ve invented something called “Droidspeak” – yeah, like in Star Wars, because apparently we’re living in George Lucas’s wet dream now. And the funny part? They’re dead serious about it.

Digital Twins and Cheap Whiskey: Your AI Clone is Already Failing Its Sobriety Test

Look, I wasn’t planning on writing today. My head’s still pounding from last night’s philosophical debate with a bottle of Maker’s Mark about the nature of consciousness. But then this gem lands in my inbox: Stanford researchers are creating AI replicas of real people. For science, they say. For a hundred bucks a pop.

Let that sink in while I pour myself a morning stabilizer.

Here’s the deal: some PhD student named Joon Sung Park (who I’m betting has never had to explain to his landlord why the rent’s late) recruited 1,000 people to create their digital doubles. The pitch? “Imagine having a bunch of small ‘yous’ running around making decisions.” Yeah, because one of me making decisions isn’t already causing enough trouble.

AI Hiring Bots: Your Next Job Interview Might Be With a Drunk Robot

Listen, I know it’s only 10 AM, but I’m already three fingers deep into my bourbon because this story needs it. LinkedIn - yeah, that cesspool of “thought leaders” and corporate poetry - just announced they’re letting AI handle job recruiting. Because apparently, the hiring process wasn’t dehumanizing enough already.

Let me paint you a picture while I light another cigarette: You’re sitting there in your best shirt, the one without the whiskey stains, ready for your job interview. But instead of Karen from HR asking about your “biggest weakness,” you’re chatting with HAL 9000’s peppy younger cousin who’s been trained on every HR manual ever written.

AI Ruins Christmas, Just Like My Ex-Wife Did (But At Least She Was Human)

Christ, my head hurts. It’s 4 AM, and I’m staring at my laptop screen through bourbon-tinted glasses, trying to make sense of Coca-Cola’s latest crime against Christmas. Pour yourself a drink. You’re gonna need it.

Remember when holiday commercials were made by actual humans? You know, those creative types who’d chain-smoke their way through brainstorming sessions and emerge with something that made you feel things? Well, welcome to 2024, where Coke decided to let AI play Santa’s little helper.

Learn More or Die Trying: Your Worthless Degree Just Got More Worthless

Listen up, you hungover masses. I’m writing this at 4 AM with a bottle of Kentucky’s finest keeping me company, because that’s when the best revelations hit - right between the bourbon and the sunrise.

Some Norwegian AI expert just dropped a truth bomb that’s got me reaching for the good stuff: apparently, we’re all too stupid to survive the future. And you know what? She might be onto something.

"Oops, We Lost Your Evidence" - When AI Companies Play Digital Hide and Seek

Look, I didn’t want to write this piece. I was perfectly content nursing my third bourbon of the morning, contemplating the metaphysical implications of my latest hangover. But then this gem landed in my inbox, and well… here we are.

OpenAI, those wonderful folks who brought us ChatGPT and a whole new way to plagiarize college essays, just pulled what might be the most expensive “dog ate my homework” excuse in recent memory. They managed to delete crucial evidence in their ongoing legal battle with the New York Times and Daily News. And not just any evidence - we’re talking about the very data that might prove whether they’ve been stealing content like a drunk guy at an all-you-can-eat buffet.