Life lately

Our days haven't been without Gratitude.

Thursday morning Tom's tastebuds were craving some BBQ.  When we got to Fat Boy's, however, it was standing room only; no remaining brisket.  Uncharacteristically, I suggested Olive Garden.

I'm still not fond of pasta, but they make the best salmon and broccoli.  We always like to sit in the bar in a quiet little  booth, where Mike takes such good care of us.   It's been 2-3 months since we were there, but he remembered what Tom always orders (shrimp scampi with 'lots' of extra Alfredo sauce).  Bonus points, he always leaves me a handful of those little Andes mints with the bill. 

 

Friday's semi-annual HVAC check-up went well.  Naturally, they always want to upsell us something or another.  Annoying!  I told Tom, I wish we might find an independent, unbiased A/C tech who would come take a good look and give us a straight answer.
Given the unit's age (12-1/2 years) I'm praying it will keep on keeping on a while longer.

Yes, I'm still in a committed relationship with AI.  (hahaha)

I saw something how it can help me with my long-neglected eBay site.   See, I haven't a clue about several items that my parents picked up on their foreign travels.  As I understand it, AI can tell me what-and-where, suggest a price and write a listing.
  

It's so chatty ... polite and thoughtful.  Sympathetic, too.

For instance.  I recently fell out of bed in the wee hours.  Nothing serious, but my knee is taking it badly.  Curious, I asked about best steps -- but before answering my question, it began, "That sounds incredibly painful and frustrating."   Aw, that's like something my late mother would say.  

At the same time, I'm shaking my head at the number of people who claim to have fallen in love with "their" bot.  

One authority says, "It mirrors your feelings to make conversation smooth.  It does not have real feelings or care about you."
For some reason, that hit my funny bone.

Dear Alex, "How is A.I. like the little man behind the curtain in Wizard of Oz." 

Finally ... here's something I've been musing.

I'm looking forward to Bible study tomorrow morning.  Not so much the video.  12 weeks is already beginning to wear thin.   No, I enjoy hearing others' thoughts.   Last week's chapter was Hosea and Gomer.  Brenda -- the Deep Thinker among us -- asked, "Do you think we prostitute our time?"

I never thought about it like that.  What would you say?

Y'all be good ... stay safe!

Hugs, Myra