Apologies for the clickbaity title, but I actually do have a weird trick. It’s simple to do but a little hard to explain.
The trick is to close my eyes and relax my focus (literal, not figurative) from “out there” back to the approximate plane of my nose. I know it’s working when I break into an involuntary grin.
It’s a small thing that only takes a second, but some days a little trick is all I need.
From the annals of the “Thoughts that have been thunk many times before but are still sometimes good to think again” archives, I found this idea useful today:
When it comes to creativity, you can do anything if you don’t care if it’s perfect.
I found a picture that I drew of a dragon, lo those many years ago.
Dragon, by J.R. Johnson
Being the curious sort, I decided to see if AI was worth its salt by (obviously) uploading the image and asking it to animate said dragon.
I hoped for something cute and silly.
(Well, actually, what I expected was for it to say, “Are you kidding, lady? And also, You call that a dragon? I could do better than that while managing air traffic control for LAX! Who drew this thing, a toddler?” Yes, more or less. No need to be mean about it.)
What I got was a canned reply on how to animate, plus this:
Dragon, by Bing’s AI. Showoff.
So, not my dragon and not an animation. Just a lot of “Ooh, look at me,” with a heaping dose of computerized side-eye.
Ever had a work day where the bottom just seems to drop out beneath you, and things spiral from bad to worse? Of course you have, everyone has, but probably few have had a day like the folks in this story:
Early in the morning on November 20, 1980, twelve men decided to abandon their oil drilling rig on the suspicion that it was beginning to collapse beneath them. They had been probing for oil under the floor of Lake Peigneur when their drill suddenly seized up at about 1,230 feet below the muddy surface, and they were unable to free it. In their attempts to work the drill loose, which is normally fairly easy at that shallow depth, the men heard a series of loud pops, just before the rig tilted precariously towards the water.
Here’s hoping your day is a swirling vortex… of awesome.
As we enjoy Movember, a.k.a. the month where men either grow facial hair in support of men’s health, or use it as an excuse not to shave, here is A hairy history of the moustache.
And just because, here’s a mustache-related ditty written by Stephen Foster:
This movie was 100% historically accurate, I’m sure.
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