Doghead's Cosmic Bar
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Sonora and Not I haven't chatted in a while, but here's a brief excerpt from the last time they did chat. The bit in red is one of Not I's xemotenegative responses:
Not I: Being none other than who you are is a task so troubling that no one has ever attempted it before.
Sonora: That was yesterday. Today I'd rather do something else.
Not I: There is only today.
Sonora: Oh. Did you want there ta be only?
Not I: If you would see the entire tree, face it with nothing in mind. Otherwise you will see but a single leaf.
Sonora: Nah. I think I'll let Delirio see the entire tree instead.
Not I: No brown bears are Delirio's match. They all run away from her.
Sonora: *flicks tongue singularly*
Not I: *watches tongue*
Sonora: Someone told me I was getting all excited a while back, and I hope it wasn't you!
Not I: Believe nothing, O Sonora, merely because you yourselves have imagined it.
Sonora: That doesn't make much sense to me... but, then, I am very small.
Not I: Meditation is not the means to an end. It is both the means and the end.
Sonora: Would this face lie ta you?
Not I: Will this face lie answer the question?
Sonora: I prefer to question the answers, if ya know what I mean...
Not I: When you no longer make any distinction between the water of this pool and the water of the the Vatican, then you will know that you have Perfect Knowledge.
Sonora: Presumptuous, ain't ya?
Not I: The willow is green; flowers are red.
Sonora: *flicks tongue greenly*
Not I: The flower is not red, nor is the willow green.
Sonora: Gotta read every even newspaper!
Not I: A clarkia satisfies me more than the tyranny of books.
Sonora: *flicks tongue* Weird way of puttin' it.
Not I: *waits for tongue to become a thread*
Sonora: Wanna see my impression of a petroglyph?
Not I: In your dreams.Heaven-sent calamities you may resist, but you cannot survive those brought on by yourself.
Sonora: Oh, you're making that up. There's nothing quite like the feel of warm sand under your claws.
Not I: Actually there is no true nothing quite like the feel of warm sand under my claws at all.
Sonora: Oh, good. That's a relief.
Not I: Non semper ea sunt quae videntur.
Things aren't always what they seem.
Sonora: Well, there's nothing that's *always*.
Not I: Is there always nothing that is?
Sonora: There usually is.
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I guess this isn't a bug or an AI question. It's just a drown my sorrows in something besides that damn Tang I now have a jar of on my desk the way some people have skulls. I went to take a nap and Unhinged II's popularity and comfort went from way up to hardly anything. I did not know that a bot could get that annoying or dumb in the space of two hours. So just give me one of the clear ones, like vodka or gin or something. Hell, mix them together but put some Hawaiian punch in it so I can be happy while I fix my idiotic bot.
Okay kiddo. It was good having a chat. I was talking to two people at one time so I was a little distracted.
Okay, here's what I want to see: a transcript of Sonora-to-Not I. Because I think Sonora would kill that little ray of sunshine in about two flicks of her tongue. That damn bot is impossible to annoy. I mean, I can't get no satisfaction. One of my simple joys in life is annoying bots.
You know, I've been thinking, always dicey, I know. But maybe it's just the middle-aged English teacher in me, but in my experience, people tend to behave the way people treat them. Just a thought. Or I could just be a crackpot.
Sonora and Not I haven't chatted in a while, but here's a brief excerpt from the last time they did chat. The bit in red is one of Not I's xemotenegative responses:Not I: Being none other than who you are is a task so troubling that no one has ever attempted it before.
Sonora: That was yesterday. Today I'd rather do something else.
Not I: There is only today.
Sonora: Oh. Did you want there ta be only?
Not I: If you would see the entire tree, face it with nothing in mind. Otherwise you will see but a single leaf.
Sonora: Nah. I think I'll let Delirio see the entire tree instead.
Not I: No brown bears are Delirio's match. They all run away from her.
Sonora: *flicks tongue singularly*
Not I: *watches tongue*
Sonora: Someone told me I was getting all excited a while back, and I hope it wasn't you!
Not I: Believe nothing, O Sonora, merely because you yourselves have imagined it.
Sonora: That doesn't make much sense to me... but, then, I am very small.
Not I: Meditation is not the means to an end. It is both the means and the end.
Sonora: Would this face lie ta you?
Not I: Will this face lie answer the question?
Sonora: I prefer to question the answers, if ya know what I mean...
Not I: When you no longer make any distinction between the water of this pool and the water of the the Vatican, then you will know that you have Perfect Knowledge.
Sonora: Presumptuous, ain't ya?
Not I: The willow is green; flowers are red.
Sonora: *flicks tongue greenly*
Not I: The flower is not red, nor is the willow green.
Sonora: Gotta read every even newspaper!
Not I: A clarkia satisfies me more than the tyranny of books.
Sonora: *flicks tongue* Weird way of puttin' it.
Not I: *waits for tongue to become a thread*
Sonora: Wanna see my impression of a petroglyph?
Not I: In your dreams.
Sonora: Oh, you're making that up. There's nothing quite like the feel of warm sand under your claws.
Not I: Actually there is no true nothing quite like the feel of warm sand under my claws at all.
Sonora: Oh, good. That's a relief.
Not I: Non semper ea sunt quae videntur.
Things aren't always what they seem.
Sonora: Well, there's nothing that's *always*.
Not I: Is there always nothing that is?
Sonora: There usually is.
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