If someone gives you a heavy bookcase wrong, also instant crush.

I reckon we can get a lot closer than an LLM in time. For one thing, the mind has particular understanding of interim steps whereas, as I understand it, the LLM has no real concept of meaning between the inputs and the output. Some of this interim is, I think, an important part of how we assess truthfulness of generated ideas before we put them into words.

That is a good point, though the architecture of computer neutral networks is inspired by how we think the brain works, and if I understand correctly there is some definite similarity in the architecture.

Lots of difference though, still!

How long till Apple photos inserts iPods into the background of your favourite childhood photos?

“Subscribe to premium to (temporarily) remove branding from your family memories!”

Not advanced maths per se; neural networks are amazing! Fuzzy matching based on experience - taken to an incredible level. And, tuneable by internal simulation (imagination).

Ah, well, if the vegetable oil has been brominated by the council of bros, it should be all good, bro.

Rehab is Stardew Valley, right? Stop automating and just plant your crops by hand each day.

Say hello to the destroyer worm on Volcanus

That sounds legendary.

Only if you reroll it through your quality-modded assembler enough times.

Finally a real cure for American obesity.

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I think that’s Hermaeus Mora

That’s so you can run it off the mains.

Thank you for that link. I was puzzled though when I opened it and saw a cartoon elephant.

And what’s he doing, spending money?

There’s an old joke about two mathematicians in a cafe. They’re arguing about whether ordinary people understand basic mathematics. The first mathematician says yes, of course they do! And the second disagrees.

The second mathematician goes to the toilet, and the first calls over their blonde waitress. He says to her, "in a minute my friend is going to come back from the toilet, and I’m going to ask you a question. I want you to reply, “one third x cubed.'”

“One ther desque,” she repeats.

“One third x cubed,” the mathematician tries again.

“One thir dek scubed.”

“That’ll do,” he says, and she heads off. The second mathematician returns from the toilet and the first lays him a challenge. “I’ll prove it. I’ll call over that blonde waitress and ask her a simple integration question, and see if she can answer.” The second mathematician agrees, and they call her over.

“My friend and I have a question,” the first mathematician asks the waitress. “Do you know what is the integral of x squared?”

“One thir dek scubed,” she answers and the second mathematician is impressed and concedes the point.

And as she walks away, the waitress calls over her shoulder,

“Plus a constant.”

You have to convert it to Newtons assuming gravity at mean sea level.

Correct. But climate change is specifically the fault only of this Grandma.