19.10.23


must have thought it was a butterfly
                                          though not a very smart butterfly
it was smarter than thatthey were smarter than that
                                                         but maybe not  he couldnt differentiate one from another
maybe the few he interacted with were females  his natural inclination assumed they were
as was his experience with females of his species 

he was inclined to say females of most species were smarter than the males

   shrubjays 
               the California edition

like bluejays the East of the Rockies edition 
                                               an never the two shall meet naturally the mountains unless a preternatural shrub or blue was undaunted which made him think of Bachs Jonathan Livingston Seagull 
                                                                                                               had to read it like he had to get highhad to take LSDhad to do other psychedelics
                                                                       had to exceed natural impediments

he used an old beatup tin cup actually a TWO CUP measure to feed kibble to his feral outdoor cats

having fed the four of them he set the cup down on the porch railing kibbles remained he had thought he heard something over his head he looked didnt see anythingHide ‘n Seek jay concealed itselfsquatted in the raingutter 

then walking away on the wraparound overlooking the sideyard to say Gmornin to his white sage Ayo – Joy English walnut Eye Idi – Eagle Skinny he still had no idea what Skinny was she was tall and slender and Slim she was also an English walnut although he did not transplant her 
                                                         and saying hello he heard a scuffle a dullring of the tin cup on the redwood deck
saw a shrubjay leapaway
                             it tried to land on it feed like a sparrow at seed

the heavyweight stood on the blacktop drive bobbing waiting  waiting for him to toss the spilt kibble to it
Boid
      they all were Boids
he couldnt distinguish one from another but it or they humoured him by their willingness to eat catfud

as it was
           he was trying different canned dogfoods to determine which appealed to his taste budswhich texture appealed most
Dinki-Di
           couldnt find it
Mad Max in Mad Max 2 turned him onto the idea
                                                    nourishment to get him through his old age

   he did say females were smarter

1349,  Saturday,  20  5. 23
1616,  Thursday,  19  10. 23


AI

not Ai  definitely not Ai Shinozakidefinitely not   Obrutha

   he had a bitch about AI a virulent resentment   abjection

“ . . . no algorithm (is) innocent of its designers. It couldn’t be. There was an originating purpose for an algorithm, however distant its past – a reason some human person made it, even if it had evolved and folded in on itself and transformed. A city(society) run by. . . an algorithm had . . . initial interests embedded in it. A city(society) run by an algorithm designed to respond to . . . desires was not innocent of those same  . . . desires, magnified, twisted by machine learning. A city(society) run by an algorithm . . . could suddenly rise up against anyone . . . designated . . .”  

he couldnt have said it better

page287  A Memory Called Empire  Arkady Martine
finally 
        someone saw it as he did 
AIs inherent foible  Achilles Heel
                                   that it is not purenot innocent  a machine cant be unless it is a hand tool  hammer  saw  rake  hoe  a 0 or a 1  compounded tools  pliers  pinchers  hedge shears 
                                                                                       lights go out  theyll still work

when the Lights Go Out 

will libraries have remained

paper texts remained

human curiosity remained

creativity remained 

who will be carrying the fire

   he thought out loud a lot LOUDLY

1634,  day-between-2-Ts,  18  10. 23
1239,  Thursday,  19  10. 23

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they didntwhoever they were didnt have to bait him
                                                       didnt have to tempt him   tempt him to turn a blind eye 
thats why he had eyes 
                           two  fuckin   eyes

they planted succulents in a red True Temper wheelbarrow

don put pies on a windowsill to cool
                                     think he couldnt smellcouldnt see how wonderful they were
Mrs Garzino wasnt second to a single aspiringmother in the neighbourhood he watched his mother elbow to elbow with her learning how to make a lemon meringue pie for his birthday cake

it wasnt until they moved from the old neighbourhood that he had a pie his mother made all by herself he wasnt surecouldnt say that any of his pies werent Mrs Garzinos
she crushed it

he hadnt had another lemon meringue that bested hers until his girlfriend set her mind to it

she crushed it 
               and it was with notable pride that he told her hallie had which did not endear hallie to her  that wasnt his intent a no-brainer   he told her Im just telling you the truth  Never thought Id ever tell you that  I was amazed
lotsa women had tried and were found wanting
not that he didnt appreciate their efforts


the succulents in the wheelbarrow

the tire wasnt flat

like Mrs Garzinos pie on the windowsill
                                          they went with him in broad daylight
they went with him

which is different than taking them

   anyone could see that

1346,  Saturday,  20  5. 23
1202,  Thursday,  19  10. 23
Oh The Larceny  Man on a Mission  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OckkpXgYpvc