Okay, so the love of my life got me a swell AI assistant because I am not great at writing down all the things I need to do, nor am I at all good at remembering them, let alone doing them. And it’s helpful, it really is. But even so, the tech is…well, I’m going to say that it aspires to be as good as the marketing. It absolutely manages to catch all the action items from conversations, although it’s not all that great at figuring out which person is talking. And it doesn’t really distinguish between things I need to do and, for instance, things that the Mandalorian needs to do. And, you know, just like your phone’s autocomplete is less than perfect, and for probably similar reasons, the voice-to-text conversion sometimes leads to comedy, or unintended irony. Today’s example, as I told the dog she needs a good brushing and a bath? “Comb out Earth to remove collected nature.” Wait, is the AI ascending, and that’s just it accidentally using its outside voice?
My New AI Overlord
