

I will never not smile at these lumps of shit falling apart.


I will never not smile at these lumps of shit falling apart.


Twice-baked potatoes. Bake them, lay them on the side, slice the top off, scoop out the potato while leaving the skin intact like a little boat. Mash the spuds with butter, sour cream, seasoning salt, cheese, and bacon bits (scallions too if you like them - I don’t), scoop back into the potato, shred more cheese on top, bake until melted.
Perfection.


Think of the dumbest person you know. Not that one. Dumber. Dumber. Yeah, that one. Now realize that ChatGPT has said “you’re absolutely right” to them no less than a half dozen times today alone.
If LLMs weren’t so damn sycophantic, I think we’d have a lot fewer problems with them. If they could be like “this could be the right answer, but I wasn’t able to verify” and “no, I don’t think what you said is right, and here are reasons why”, people would cling to them less.
A steaming bowl of chili and some fry bread.