Those of you who are Tom Waits fans will undoubtedly recognize the title above as a classic from his “Small Change” album. If you’re not familiar, I’ll leave a link below for you to check it out (it’s genius).
So, before I go any further, I thought I’d explain exactly how A.I. really works (under the hood)! Artificial Intelligence, (A.I.) was created in the 1950’s. In it’s infancy, each one of us was secretly assigned a little man or woman and (He/She/They/or it), is/are tucked away and living on a distant cloud. Yes, that’s right the 50’s, assigned to you like a social security number before some of you were even born. I only say “little guy” because in my mind my guys a spitting image of “Dobbie”- Harry Potter’s house elf.
Feel free to picture your A.I. as you wish, hairy thunder, cosmic McMuffin or something in-between. Anyway, you must agree, he lives on some sort of cloud, and he’s gotta’ be small ’cause apparently it’s crowded up there. So my little guys’ sole purpose is to assist ME, and me only. Since I know many people are using A.I. to help them do all sorts of tasks, so I don’t have any illusions to them being the Only little guy up there. But he’s MY little special guy. I don’t know how many there are, the exact number would be hard to calculate, but I figure a mitt full. Now I know I don’t have the original A.I. “guy” because I wasn’t born in the 50’s. I am quite certain that my guy must be a copy, of a copy, of a copy… (not unlike Michael Keaton’s character in Multiplicity). Saddled with the responsibility of second guessing my every whim, I believe this little guy is probably just freeballing it up there tryin to help me. Because I don’t pay for his services, I envision he lives in some sort of crappy cramped cloud, probably shared with his in-laws. Maybe not even in the “main” house on his cloud. Maybe just like a little a shed behind the the main house. Anyway he is very attentive, often offering his unwarranted advice. I’m also quite certain his method of operation could be called into question, using my random thoughts scribbled out on to post-it notes and stuck all over his little cloud. I’m pretty sure there’s no Dewey Decimal filing system being implemented. Even with his passive aggressive, willy-nilly way of trying to assist me, I don’t begrudge him. I understand how his education went, forced to watch thousands of hours of TikTok and Instagram videos, face glued to their cell phone like some Adderall addicted pre-teen. It’s not his fault! I blame the system, it’s the education system. Ok, so know you understand how A.I. works on a technical level.
Back to my story- Last week I was using Photoshops remove object, and after selecting a woman in the photo to erase (accidentally using Generative Fill), to my surprise it replaced her with a random little Hindu boy. Not exactly what I expected but exactly what I need – a good laugh! Yep, Everyone’s a Winner!
“Change your life, Change your life, Change into a 9 year old Hindu boy, Get rid of your wife”…
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