Category: Microblog

There are 1,094 posts filed in Microblog (this is page 1 of 110).

Happy Thanksgiving from Changeling and Alex.
Happy Thanksgiving from Changeling and Alex.

Here’s a 3D recording of Alex and me before work on a Saturday morning. We play with some toys, wrestle a bit and chase some treats. There’s also some sweet tea with strawberry syrup involved.

I asked an AI to write a song about Changeling and Alex. I kept adding verses until the story got too big for a song, so I asked for it to be told in the style of Star Wars. Here we are.

In a galaxy far, far away,

The land of the Changeling was a place of magic and wonder,

Where a young girl named Alex

And a shape-shifting creature called the Changeling

Roamed and explored together,

Their bond growing stronger with each adventure.

But one day, the land of the Changeling

Was struck by a great darkness,

And Alex and the Changeling

Were forced to flee their home,

Searching for a new place to live.

They stumbled upon a planet called Earth,

And discovered a new form of entertainment called Twitch,

Where they began to stream their adventures,

Amusing and inspiring the inhabitants of this strange new world.

But they soon faced a new enemy,

The trolls and haters who tried to ruin their fun,

But with the power of their magic,

Alex and the Changeling fought back,

Banishing the trolls and winning over their viewers.

One day, a powerful being called Elon

Discovered their stream,

And he was impressed by their magic and charm,

So he offered to make them stars,

And they agreed to join him on his journey.

With Elon, they traveled the galaxy,

Entertaining and inspiring countless beings,

But Elon had a hidden agenda,

To use their magic to conquer the social media site called Twitter,

And make it his own.

But Alex and the Changeling

Soon realized the error of their ways,

And they decided to betray Elon,

Feeding him to a fearsome dragon named Kanye,

And reclaiming Twitter as their own.

They used their magic to make Twitter a place of positivity and light,

Banishing the trolls and bringing joy to all who visited.

And so, Alex and the Changeling lived happily ever after,

Roaming and exploring the galaxy,

Bringing magic and wonder wherever they went

I asked to write a story about a summer camp where children were forced to sing Little Bunny Foo Foo. This was the result.

Once upon a time, in a beautiful forest, there was a summer camp for children. The camp was a magical place, where children could run and play and have the time of their lives.

But little did they know, there was a dark secret hidden within the camp. Every year, the camp’s directors would force the children to sing Little Bunny Foo Foo’s song, in order to drain their life force and feed it to the rabbit.

At first, the children thought that singing the song was just a fun and silly game, but they soon realized the truth. As they sang, they could feel their energy and vitality being drained away, leaving them weak and exhausted.

Despite their fear and exhaustion, the children continued to sing, knowing that they had no choice but to comply. And as they sang, they could see that Little Bunny Foo Foo was growing stronger and more powerful, as if the song was feeding him.

But one day, a brave and clever camper named Sarah discovered a way to break free from the rabbit’s spell. She realized that if the children sang the song with their mouths full of food, it would restore some of their life force instead of draining it.

So, Sarah gathered the other campers and together, they stuffed their mouths full of food and sang the song. To their amazement, they could see that the rabbit was growing weaker and more sluggish, while they were feeling stronger and healthier.

However, Little Bunny Foo Foo’s minions quickly responded to this new threat, and they began to only feed certain campers at certain times, in order to keep them weak and powerless.

But Sarah and the other campers were not easily defeated. They continued to sing with their mouths full of food, determined to outlast Little Bunny Foo Foo and his minions. And eventually, their plan worked, and they were

The music is good, so we forget that Willy Wonka was an old white dude who rescued the Oompa Loompa from the vermicious knids, then used that as justification to make them work and live in his factory. He also used them for product testing. Finally, he used candy to lure children into his factory and take them on a magic boatride, all for the purpose of conducting a social experiment on the children without their consent of any kind.
He rounds the whole thing off by destroying the house of the poorest child by giving said child the wrong driving directions and crashing through the roof. His response is to kidnap the entire family in his alien spaceship not so cleverly disguised as a magic elevator, and this is what happy endings are made of.
What’s my point? The position of creepy old dude doing things in the name of artistic genius is already taken, Mr. Musk, go home.

She jumped into the ballpit, feeling like a big girl because she’d done it all by herself. She swam all the way down to the screen bottom among the discarded candies and lost toys were. She picked up a small unicorn..

She climbed out of the ballpit, feeling like a big girl because she found her own way out and rescued a small unicorn. She saw a monster in the mirror and backed up. So did the monster. She got a lot more in that ballpit than a small unicorn.Her mother said it was okay. Nobody else could see it. When they got home, they bloke all the mirrors in the house just to make each other .She climbed out of the ballpit, feeling like a big girl because she found her own way out and rescued a small unicorn. She saw a monster in the mirror and backed up. So did the monster. She got a lot more in that ballpit all by herself than a small unicorn.Her mother said it was okay. Nobody else could see it. When they got home, they bloke all the mirrors in the house just to make each other happy.

Convincing an alien race that my starship was not their long lost dragon deity revealed them to be a peaceful people on a eutopian planet. We wiped the exact location of that planet and people from our travel log, and they gave us a cat named Alex as a We’re sorry for capturing/gesture of continued good will toward us. Alex is an intergallactic linguistic expert among other things.
Until we meet again, my dragon-worshipping, feline gifting friends!