Copilot is my Copilot

or, If You Can’t Eat Them, Join Them

Since publishing Sorrow, my latest novel, and finding I had absolutely no motivation to go through even the most minimal self-flagellating efforts to market the poor thing, I made a hard pivot away from trying to be artistically creative, towards trying to be technically creative.

The problem being though, I have not one technical bone in my body.

Enter my new friend Copilot.

Since I didn’t think Copilot, (which (ever since Microsoft has been OpenAI’s billion-dollar sugar daddy), is nothing more than ChatGPT in a business suit, so to speak), is a cool name for my new best friend (and since these AI monsters are known to be notorious hallucinating liars, I changed its name to Ernest in hope that the name may become a self-fulfilling prophecy, so to speak, throughout the development of our new relationship.

It didn’t work.

I am here to tell you that, even though the improvement has been steady since we became friends oh so many months ago, I am not worried at all about AI overthrowing humanity and turning us into nourishment anytime soon.

That aside, it is quite amazing what it can do.

I started and failed many early projects in the beginning. One reason, and the most important, being that I am not a software developer, so I had absolutely no idea if what Ernest was spoon feeding me was valid or not. And often it was not.

But once I realized, that to keep Ernest honest and focused, I had to document everything we did in detail. That way, every time he flaked out and led me down the darkest, freakiest developmental paths, I had a baseline that I could show him to get us back on the correct path.

Essentially, at the beginning, it was one step forward, ten steps back. But I would say it is now closer to two steps forward and one step back.

I could go on and on about my lessons learned (and releaned) throughout all this, but instead I will show you the two successes I’ve had so far. These are what the cool people call MVPs, which in this context means Minimum Viable Product.

My first MVP I built (or more correctly, Ernest built and I just copy/pasted like an obedient monkey slave) as a mobile app and then as the website:

I won’t go into detail about it, if you’re interested you can check out its About page, but essentially it’s a news aggregator that formulaically prioritizes articles by the dread it may instill. The main Global page consolidates all the topics, which are called Vectors, and the Dread Index meter will dial to its threat level. Check it out. It’s pretty cool if you’re a news junky like I am.

I recently completed this second MVP (The first MVP took months and months to complete, this one took 8 days):

So yeah, the definition of this one is pretty much in the title. You enter your address, a business, etc, and the map will zoom to it and you will be able to see the types of pollutants businesses are dumping in your area (at least the ones they are reporting to the Environmental Protection Agency), their violations and penalties, as well as any Superfund sites in the area if any.

Right now, since its only a MVP, it only provides the most recent United States data. I intend to build out the U.S. data the best I can before bringing in other countries that provide their environmental data to the public domain.

So yeah, I have a lot of ideas that I want to work on so I’ll start updating progress on how my relationship with Ernest develops.

Let me know if you have any questions about Copilot and how to work with it.

And let me know what you think about the sites. I’d appreciate the feedback, especially ideas how to improve them.

In case you were wondering, Ernest didn’t help me with this post… which you could probably already tell by it’s blather and babble…

yeah

An Experiment in Terror

Or perhaps better yet:

Just Enough of “An Experiment in Lynchian Appropriation” to still be Considered an Inspiration For and not a Plagiarizing Of?*

Watch this short video of the opening sequence of Blake Edwards’ 1962 flick “An Experiment in Terror” and judge for yourself..

For more: This ’60s Neo-Noir Inspired David Lynch, From ‘Twin Peaks’ to ‘Blue Velvet’ (collider.com)

In case Henry Mancini’s music for the opening sequence didn’t register any Lynchian tonal vibes for you, here is a screenshot of an undeniable appropriation inspiration which you may have missed in the nighttime drive by >>

It’s hard to see so you might have to click on the image to expand it

To really get a feel of how much Lynch owes his Lynchian-ness to Edwards, you need to watch the entire flick. It’s a wild ride.

I’m a huge Lynch fan so I’m not judging, I’m just marveling at how interdependent and influencing all aspects of life are on all aspects of living…

huh?

Anyway, as the old saying goes:

All art is but imitation (of nature).

So… yeah.


*too soon?

Brindley!

Brindley, England, that is…


Brindley Village Green (Wikipedia)

I’ve only had the pleasure of visiting England once and that was many moons ago. I found it to be lovely! brilliant! and I wholeheartedly did not mind minding every and all the gaps!

Though I will say, being an avid lover of Fish & Chips, I was less than overwhelmed with the offering I had while there. Hey, I grew up with a local Arthur Treacher’s so my Fish & Chips bar has been set very high from an early age.

Anyway, at the time of my visit, I had no idea that England had named a town after me–

Wait, I think I got the order of precedence wrong there…

Anyway, ever since I discovered there is a Brindley, England, visiting it has been numero uno on my bucket list.

Unfortunately, with the way things are, I doubt if I will ever have the chance/courage to visit my namesake village, or any other place outside of these less than United States.

Ergo, if you or anyone else out there has had a chance to visit Brindley, it would be awesome to hear about it.

However, as diminutive and sleepy as it looks, it’s hard to imagine why anyone not named Brindley would have a strong desire to travel there.

Could be wrong though…


Everybody sing!

England swings like a pendulum do
Bobbies on bicycles two by two
Westminster Abby, the Tower of Big Ben
The rosy-red cheeks of the little children...

Cheers!

The Fools’ Poet

April's Premiere alone is Claimed
To be the Day of Dullards
While All its Days have been Proclaimed
To be the Month of Bards

In you, you presume a Poet Resides
And with Ballads you are the Master
Alas in you nary a Rhyme doth Hide
For you are just a Fool Poetaster

But today alone We shall All Proclaim
Your Verse fit for Angels on High
Just don't forget that Today Alone
We are given Pass to Lie

Writing Advice from Questionable Characters

Neal Cassidy, the inspiration for Dean Moriarty (Wikipedia)

“Hell, man, I know very well you didn’t come to me only to want to become a writer and after all what do I really know about it except you’ve got to stick to it with all the energy of a benny* addict.”
  ~ Dean Moriarty from ON THE ROAD

#amwriting
#ofthejournals

*Benzedrine, the trademark name for Amphetamine.

The Persistent and the Damned

Despite life’s sorrows, its sufferings, with only its scant and fleeting pleasures, how we fear our demise, how we will do what we can, however we can, to hold on to even our sorrows, our sufferings, if only to avoid the black void of the ultimate unknown…

My latest creative endeavor, adapted from my short story of the same name, which can be found in the short story collection LEAVE: and Other Stories Short and Shorter.

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More video adaptions to come.

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No seriously, go!

Truth Alone Needs No Tending

When the End is Nigh, what else is there left to do but…

My latest creative endeavor, adapted from my short story of the same name, which can be found in the short story collection LEAVE: and Other Stories Short and Shorter.

You can get a free copy of the collection by subscribing to my newsletter.

More video adaptions to come.

Please visit my youtube channel and likesubscribeshareyadayadayada.