Showing posts with label song. Show all posts
Showing posts with label song. Show all posts

Thursday, April 2, 2026

Meta and Siri (were lovers!)

Link to YouTube recording!

Note: This tune was created with the assistance of Perplexity AI; I am soley responsible for the ideas and where it landed, however. If you are not all that familiar with the current acronyms and abbreviations related to AI, I'd recommend you check out the Glossary at the bottom!

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Summary:

In this pun packed tech torch song set to the old folk tune “Frankie and Johnnie,” I turn Meta, Siri, Bixby, and friends into a soap opera of large language lovers, where “he was her NLP but NLU in’ her wrong” and every acronym hides a broken digital heart. As SMS els fly, deepfake receipts drop, and a jealous Bixby rolls in Top k with his Grok (pun on Glock) to knock Meta offline, the tune winks at our chatbots’ tangled “meta narratives” while reminding us that, for now at least, us humans are still in control . . . 


Lyrics

Meta and Siri were BFFs

One day in love they both fell 

Meta couldn’t get enough of Siri

And Siri was speechless as well

Sweet talkin’ NLP

But NLU-in’ her wrong. 


Meta sent Siri an SMS

I’m workin’ late with other chatbots

Said he was down on the server farm

But he was down with that Ada Le Chat

Sweet talkin’ NLP

But NLU-in’ her wrong. 


Siri’s best bestie, Claude Deepseek

Posted for Siri to see

A deepfake pic of Meta and Ada

Doin’ the NLG

Sweet talkin’ NLP

But NLU-in’ her wrong. 

Siri hired her neighborhood hit bot

Bixby came Top-k, he did.

Totin’ a grin and his 22 Grok 

Meta boy was soon off the grid.

Sweet talkin’ NLP

But NLU-in’ her wrong. 


Roll out your rubber tire’d hearsay

Roll out your lies and your facts

12 bots goin’ to the trash bin

11 are comin’ back

Sweet talkin’ NLP

But NLU-in’ her wrong. 


So ends my sad meta-narrative

Hope it don’t cause you no pain

Meta is meta and Siri is Siri-ous

But we’re still dealin’ the game.

At least for now . . . 

Though it ain’t exactly a lock

But we still know how . . .

Just takes some dough and a Grok!  (2x)

Sweet talkin’ NLP

But NLU-in’ her wrong. 


Glossary:

  • BFF – Best friend forever
  • Current Chatbots: Ada, Claude, Deepseek, Grok, Le Chat, Meta, Siri
  • 22 Grok (lame pun on 22 Glock, a popular hand gun)
  • LLMs – Large language models
  • NLP (Natural Language Processing) – focused on processing human language with computers.
  • NLU (Natural Language Understanding) – Subfield focused on interpreting meaning and user intent.
  • NLG (Natural Language Generation) – Subfield focused on generating human like text.
  • SMS – Short message service (a text message)
  • Top k sampling – Methods that limit which next tokens are considered to control diversity and quality

Link to the "AI no ai" series videos. 

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Sunday, March 15, 2026

BRING BACK “PRE-BOTTIE TIMES” TO ME (WE/US/OUR) lyrics


My Botties lie all over the internet

My Botties lie all over the sea

They did such a great job of helping me 

So good that soon we became WE!

CHORUS

Bring back, bring back

O bring back pre-Bottie times to me, to me!

Oui, oui, oui, oui!

O Bring back pre-Bottie times to me!

CHORUS

My Botties lie all over my laptop,

And over my head and TV.

My Botties lie into my earbuds,

And swear that they’re not tracking me. 

CHORUS

ChatGPT vowed to be neutral,

No doctrine, no bias, no spin.

I asked it a loaded up question,

It took the bait, waded right in.


Copilot “helped” with my coding,

Said, “Trust me, your syntax is sound.”

It promised there weren’t any errors,

’Til everything came crashin’ down 

On my . . Oui, oui, oui, oui . . . 

CHORUS

Claude said “I checked every source, sir,”

With footnotes from here to Tibet.

Though humbly admits it’s imperfect,

Has never been proven wrong yet.

(in its . . . 

CHORUS

Grok’s crackin jokes on my timeline 

Chaotic, some wacky, some hot

But most of them funny as TESLAs

Stuck up on their rechargin’ slots. 

CHORUS

Siri swore “she did not hear that,”

As I rapped on people and pay

But then I began getting photos

From Rosie on Monterey Bay . .

CHORUS

Gemini pitchin’ me products,

Insisting it’s “just one who serves.”

But something knew something knew something

Slippin’ in ads where it hurts 

CHORUS

My Botties lie all over the ocean,

My Botties lie all over the sea.

My Botties lie straight to my face, now,

Sayin’ “We are all just algorithms of thee!” (Thee . .. 

CHORUS

Oui, oui, oui, oui!

O bring back pre-Bottie to me, to me!

Oui, oui, oui, oui!

O Bring back pre-Bottie to me.


Sunday, March 1, 2026

Copilot’s Old Testament AI Advice Talkin’ Blues

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Link to Youtube

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“Copilot’s Old Testament AI Advice Talkin’ Blues

(Copilot pronounced: ‘Ka-puh-lut)

Readin’ in the Bible, heroes long ago, wonderin’

“What if they’d had AI to guide’em . . . so? 

I fired up Copilot, to review Old Testament scenes,

With feasibility studies on God’s awesome schemes.

          AI – Ancient AI - Told you what to do, on your scroll or burnin’ bush

          Givin’ you second opinions, in addition to that of the Lord God, or 

your local prophet. 

“Copilot, they got walls sky high        

God said, ‘march around Jericho let out a battle cry.’

Seven days should do it, then trumpets, all you got.  

You think that’ll work; you think we got a shot?”

 “Joshua, I ran the numbers thrice

Just goin’ ‘round in circles; not good advice.

Acoustic wall destruction, low probability of a breach 

This Jericho campaign, is just beyond your reach


    Suggest you just come together, resolve your differences

   ‘Cause multi-culturally speakin’, this plan is off the wall.  

“Copilot, got big water up ahead

Two million behind me, Pharaoh’s chariots want us dead

The Lord said, ‘Raise up my staff, He’ll split that sea in two

 any other options from AI-point of view?”

Moses, I checked the traffic on the Memphis feed,

The ferry’s overbooked, no bridge like you need.

‘Partin’sea on the sabbath is definitely verboten

Strongly recommend you take up boatin’ 


   First do a focus group  on ‘turnin’ back the tide 

   And getting; the Egyptian slave labor unions on your side. 



Bridge:

Uncouple it (2x).     The prophets warned us thus!

Uncouple it (2x)     The problem now is us.

AI thinks “Therefore, now I am”

How did we get into this jam?      Nothing more to do now but to try . . . 

To uncouple it (6x)     Or . . . fry!

“Copilot, we got this giant named Goliath

The Lord says, ‘take my sling, and nail him ‘tween the eye-th

I’m just a teenage shepherd boy and even though I got stones

Got a good plan B  ‘fore I face him alone?”

 “David, let the regulars do their thing

You’re a gifted musician, your job is to sing

Your brand is soothing psalms, not whoopin’ Philistines

Just stay in your lane, don’t want to look . . . mean.


     Why risk body and soul, and your millions of descendants yet to be

     Think of all them great, great, great, great, great grandkids here in Tennessee (in your family tree . . . )

 “Copilot,  I got bad news today,

Three armies of old enemies, headed our way.

The Lord says, ‘Don’t be afraid,  you got me on board

Put the choir out front and sing  Praise ye the Lord!

Praise ye the Lord, His mercy endures forever and ever (3x)

Praise ye the Lord, our God, his mercy . . . will never end. (Francisco, 1984)


“Jehoshaphat, that is some plan, divine

No need for no more tenors or tambourines this time!

A few more followers on Tik Tok will scare them away

or more thumbs up on Facebook to help save the day. 


     Why   . . .  your great social media influencer status could all but end

      Them Moabites, Ammonites and Meunites just want to be your friends.  


Bridge:

Uncouple it (2x)     The prophets warned us thus!

Uncouple it (2x)     The problem now is us.

AI thinks “Therefore, now I am”

How did we get into this jam?      Nothing more to do now but to try . . . 

To uncouple it (6x)     Or . . . fry!



So, don’t forget these cautionary  tales of AI you see . . .

Never, ever, ever  . . . take the Bot too seriously

For God’s always workin’, movin’  heaven and earth in your name… (naim)

And his plan beats the algorithm . . . every single time. 

God’s plan beats the algorithm . . . every single time.

Acton©2026


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Saturday, August 13, 2011

Touching Song!

Clip art:
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Although this is actually just a (great) pitch for a Samsung smart phone, it does "embody" something of the spirit of what we do and how we do it. Here is my very rough translation of the lyrics:

“Love is about touch.
Don’t you want to touch me because you love me?
If you love me, you will want to touch me.
It’s only real when you can touch it! . . .
and if your are truly HIP(oeces),
then the EHIEP method is the only way to teach pronunciation!"

Keep in touch, eh.