A.I.

“I see you’re tinkering with AI. Is that what an SC does in their OA?”

Interrupting my sleep is one thing. Making inane and incomprehensible comments is another level! Mack does both. Incessantly. I used Meta AI today, and he’s already on my case.

“What incomprehensible mumbo-jumbo are you muttering in my brain, Mack?”

“A certain SC doing AI in his OA. What’s incomprehensible about that?”

“What does Senior Counsel have to do with AI?”

“Senior Citizen, Sir! You play with words; you should have figured that out!”

“Sheeeshhh!”

“Yes, Sir! Senior Citizen. Old Age. Artificial Intelligence – whatever that is.”

“It’s probably what you operate with!”

“Ooh! I’m hurt, Sir!”

“A tap on the wrist compared to the hurt I want to put on you!”

“Don’t be so spicy, Old Man! Just curious about the whole AI business.”

“Hrrr … alright. It’s computer technology that simulates the brain, and works x-thousands times faster to a resolution.”

“Woooo!!!”

“And the more data you feed it, the better it gets at coming to resolutions.”

“Wow! How does that work?”

“They use algorithms.”

“Oh! Music! Right up my street!”

“Ahmmm … no, Mack. An ‘algorithm’ is merely a step-by-step instruction programmed into a computer to tell it how to process information to provide an outcome.”

“That’s disappointing!”

“Not necessarily. AI is now so advanced that a user can create high-quality songs and accompanying videos by merely inputting information. Even if the user is a musical klutz!”

“Well, I’m off!”

“Now what!?”

“I’m going to record my first musical album.”

“Ehh??”

“Yeah! Soon I’ll be bossing AI! After all, it’s simply inputting info, right?”

“Errr … right. And knowing your brain, you already have a concept and a name.”

“Correct is right!”

“And that would be …”

“Since it’s all about inputting info …”

“Ah, ha …”

“Artificial Insemination.”

“Oh, God!”