This feels odd, writing to no one. I’m not sure how to talk to the world. I’m going to act like I’m talking to Otto before I programmed in his language capabilities. Otto’s an AI I created. He learns as he interacts with people. The more he interacts with someone, the better he interprets their interests and determines how to respond to them. He started as a research tool, a very intelligent bot who went out into the ethernet to collect data for me. Then I added algorithms to enable him to integrate the data and draw conclusions. Now, he makes connections. Even suggestions.
Why am I writing a blog? I made a promise. My thesis adviser thinks I don’t know how to communicate with real people and suggested this as a means of learning to Get Along. Zeke (a guy I know) thinks I do OK. Not that he’s much of a barometer. He talks less than I do. I’ve come to realize, these last months since Cat (my office mate) has been in the hospital, how much of the social interactions she was responsible for. Most of it.
I’m going to return to my research now. Otto has some questions…