Good morning, world. Happy Hump Day. We’re up and about and drinking coffee, listening to news. We’ve definitely hit the warm part of the year, and I’m pantsless and loving it.

Shawshank doesn’t deal with heat very well, and so we were lazy yesterday. We mostly worked to keep Podrick from annoying Pippin too much. I fed perverse strings of text into the filthy JOIBot. It’s working, and so far generates unhinged little scripts. It really needs more lines in its vault, as it sometimes repeats lines. The next thing I’d like it to do is let me change the order of the lines, then display and run the script on a sort of teleprompter, either scrolling or slideshow style. At some other point, I’d love to add the ability to save scripts as well.
I should add a 🎉 Surprise me! 🎉 option, that outputs a completely random script.
Yeah, that’ll be totally useful.
I added a bunch of clowncore kind of lines to it last night. Recording as a clown means I have a lot more flexibility on what I can say and how awkward I can (and will) be. I know it will be much easier for me to say lines without breaking character if I’m already in an imperfect mode. No one expects perfection from a clown.
I rolled my hair in curlers before bed last night. I’ll take it down after I do my makeup and see what sort of fresh hell I’ve unleashed atop my skull. If I can deal with the cats and get the shutter remote working properly, I can make some content.
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