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So it was a fine evening; I was at my work desk with my coffee, which had just been delivered by a Dasher. I was endlessly scrolling through my X account, taking it slowly sip by sip, enjoying the aroma of the seeds. And that’s when I stumbled upon this viral meme. It made me question my reality like Westworld bot. As a person in a creative profession (at least when I do copywriting), I was just staring into the abyss of my overflowing sink. The dishes have piled up high like the despair in my soul, a veritable Mount Everest of ceramic, metal, and leftover spaghetti. The glint of the silverware was mocking my ambitions, the greasy pots, and pans were whispering my impending doom. And that’s when I realized, like Madris Lidaka said, the creative battle with AI was raging on, and I might be losing. Fast. The Problem: The Never-Ending Cycle Let’s get real. Adulting is hard. Like…real hard. But, Adulting with a creative soul? Damn near impossible. Particularly the relentless Sisyphean task of washing dishes. Just when you think you've caught up, the sink laughs in your face and fills up again with one evil laugh. It’s a never-ending cycle, a black hole of mundane tasks that sucks away your precious creative energy. The Hero's Journey (Or Not) Unlike Frodo from LOTR, who had the singular, epic quest of destroying the One Ring, we creative souls face a far more insidious foe. These greasy plates and stained coffee mugs might as well be indestructible horcruxes, anchoring us to a life of drudgery. Each dish scrubbed feels like another step away from our next masterpiece. The hero’s journey? More like a tragic tale of defeat. Because it’s a CYCLE! Stats Time! Did you know that, according to the Bureau of Labor Statistics, the average American spends approximately 1 hour and 27 minutes per day on household chores, with a significant chunk devoted to dishwashing? That’s over 9 hours a week, 468 hours a year. Imagine the novels, songs, and artworks lost to the abyss of dirty dishes. Even if we get into “super-procrastination, “ I still think we can get more work done. The Dark Side of the Dishes Channel your inner Jedi. Feel the Force flow through you. Now, imagine it being choked by a pile of dirty spoons. The lightsaber of your creativity flickers and dims as you scrub away at stubborn stains. The Dark Side isn’t some far-off galactic evil; it’s right here, in your kitchen sink. So You Think You Can Be Creative? Wash Those Dishes First... (Or Maybe Not) Ernest Hemingway didn’t pen “The Old Man and the Sea” while elbow-deep in dishwater. Jane Austen didn’t craft “Pride and Prejudice” between cycles of washing and drying. Of Course, I know they didn’t live during the digital age. But even if they did, what are the chances that we’d have gotten their masterpieces? Yet here we are, torn from our keyboards and sketchpads, reduced to the banal existence of Home Ec students. The muse of creativity isn’t a fan of dish soap, it seems. No, I am not going to attach photos of my room and trigger your OCD. No, I didn’t mean it LITERALLY! We need a hero, and we need it now. Yeah, I know about AI-based dishwashers. They are the knights in shining armor. These machines are the brave knights ready to slay the dragon of dirty dishes. No more pruney fingers, no more lost hours. Just gleaming plates and the sweet, sweet taste of creative freedom. But I wasn’t just talking about dishwashers, had I? My point is to look at the bigger picture. It’s a universal struggle, a relatable cry for help from creative people everywhere. Imagine a world where AI handles the mundane. You wake up, pour yourself a cup of coffee, and head straight to your writing desk. No dishes to distract you, no chores to drain your creativity. In this utopia, you’re free to craft your next novel, compose your next symphony, or paint your next masterpiece. It sounds like something right out of the old cartoon show Richie Rich. Damn, they got everything predicted. The AI tech in your house can be the unsung hero, working tirelessly behind the scenes. However, our creative juice will be overflowing and we could have more masterpieces. So What is the Solution? The Moral of the Story is to Embrace AI, Unleash Creativity AI isn’t here to replace you; it’s here to collaborate. Think of AI technology as a tool to empower your creativity, freeing you from the clutches of dirty dishes. There is a thin line where the intersection of technology and creativity lies. It should be a partnership, a symbiotic relationship where both humans and machines thrive. On the other hand, even if we get Generative AI to do the work for us, I believe that assessing the output would be challenging as creativity is often person-specific or even situation-specific. Here is a research paper from the Journal of Business and Psychology that fully addresses this ambiguity. So, the next time you find yourself drowning in a sea of dirty dishes and feeling the weight of the mundane threatening to crush your creative spirit, remember: there's hope. This isn't just about conquering the sink; it's about a future where technology empowers our creativity. It's about reclaiming those precious stolen hours and letting your creative spirit truly soar. So, fire up your imagination, unleash your artistic talents, and let AI handle the mundane. The world awaits your next masterpiece, one at a time. So it was a fine evening; I was at my work desk with my coffee, which had just been delivered by a Dasher. I was endlessly scrolling through my X account , taking it slowly sip by sip, enjoying the aroma of the seeds. X account And that’s when I stumbled upon this viral meme . It made me question my reality like Westworld bot. viral meme As a person in a creative profession (at least when I do copywriting), I was just staring into the abyss of my overflowing sink. The dishes have piled up high like the despair in my soul, a veritable Mount Everest of ceramic, metal, and leftover spaghetti. The glint of the silverware was mocking my ambitions, the greasy pots, and pans were whispering my impending doom. And that’s when I realized, like Madris Lidaka said, the creative battle with AI was raging on, and I might be losing. Fast. Madris Lidaka The Problem: The Never-Ending Cycle Let’s get real. Adulting is hard. Like…real hard. But, Adulting with a creative soul? Damn near impossible. Particularly the relentless Sisyphean task of washing dishes. Just when you think you've caught up, the sink laughs in your face and fills up again with one evil laugh. It’s a never-ending cycle, a black hole of mundane tasks that sucks away your precious creative energy. The Hero's Journey (Or Not) Unlike Frodo from LOTR, who had the singular, epic quest of destroying the One Ring, we creative souls face a far more insidious foe. These greasy plates and stained coffee mugs might as well be indestructible horcruxes, anchoring us to a life of drudgery. Each dish scrubbed feels like another step away from our next masterpiece. The hero’s journey? More like a tragic tale of defeat. Because it’s a CYCLE! Stats Time! Did you know that, according to the Bureau of Labor Statistics , the average American spends approximately 1 hour and 27 minutes per day on household chores, with a significant chunk devoted to dishwashing? That’s over 9 hours a week, 468 hours a year. Imagine the novels, songs, and artworks lost to the abyss of dirty dishes. Even if we get into “super-procrastination, “ I still think we can get more work done. Bureau of Labor Statistics The Dark Side of the Dishes Channel your inner Jedi. Feel the Force flow through you. Now, imagine it being choked by a pile of dirty spoons. The lightsaber of your creativity flickers and dims as you scrub away at stubborn stains. The Dark Side isn’t some far-off galactic evil; it’s right here, in your kitchen sink. So You Think You Can Be Creative? Wash Those Dishes First... (Or Maybe Not) Ernest Hemingway didn’t pen “The Old Man and the Sea” while elbow-deep in dishwater. Jane Austen didn’t craft “Pride and Prejudice” between cycles of washing and drying. Of Course, I know they didn’t live during the digital age. But even if they did, what are the chances that we’d have gotten their masterpieces? “The Old Man and the Sea” “The Old Man and the Sea” “Pride and Prejudice” “Pride and Prejudice” Yet here we are, torn from our keyboards and sketchpads, reduced to the banal existence of Home Ec students. The muse of creativity isn’t a fan of dish soap, it seems. No, I am not going to attach photos of my room and trigger your OCD. No, I didn’t mean it LITERALLY! No, I didn’t mean it LITERALLY! We need a hero, and we need it now. Yeah, I know about AI-based dishwashers. They are the knights in shining armor. These machines are the brave knights ready to slay the dragon of dirty dishes. No more pruney fingers, no more lost hours. Just gleaming plates and the sweet, sweet taste of creative freedom. But I wasn’t just talking about dishwashers, had I? But I wasn’t just talking about dishwashers, had I? My point is to look at the bigger picture. It’s a universal struggle, a relatable cry for help from creative people everywhere. Imagine a world where AI handles the mundane. You wake up, pour yourself a cup of coffee, and head straight to your writing desk. No dishes to distract you, no chores to drain your creativity. In this utopia, you’re free to craft your next novel, compose your next symphony, or paint your next masterpiece. It sounds like something right out of the old cartoon show Richie Rich. Damn, they got everything predicted. The AI tech in your house can be the unsung hero, working tirelessly behind the scenes. However, our creative juice will be overflowing and we could have more masterpieces. So What is the Solution? So What is the Solution? The Moral of the Story is to Embrace AI, Unleash Creativity AI isn’t here to replace you; it’s here to collaborate. Think of AI technology as a tool to empower your creativity, freeing you from the clutches of dirty dishes. There is a thin line where the intersection of technology and creativity lies. It should be a partnership, a symbiotic relationship where both humans and machines thrive. intersection of technology and creativity On the other hand, even if we get Generative AI to do the work for us, I believe that assessing the output would be challenging as creativity is often person-specific or even situation-specific. Here is a research paper from the Journal of Business and Psycholog y that fully addresses this ambiguity. Journal of Business and Psycholog So, the next time you find yourself drowning in a sea of dirty dishes and feeling the weight of the mundane threatening to crush your creative spirit, remember: there's hope. This isn't just about conquering the sink; it's about a future where technology empowers our creativity. It's about reclaiming those precious stolen hours and letting your creative spirit truly soar. So, fire up your imagination, unleash your artistic talents, and let AI handle the mundane. The world awaits your next masterpiece, one at a time.

AI, Please Wash My Dishes, Let Me Write: A Desperate Plea for Creative Freedom

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KI, bitte wasche mein Geschirr, lass mich schreiben: Ein verzweifelter Appell für kreative Freiheit

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The essence of long dead Grandma is reading a nursery rhyme from inside Grandma AI: “Old MacDonald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O And on that farm he had a pig, E-I-E-I-O With a oink-oink here and a oink-oink there Here a oink, there a oink, everywhere a oink-oink Old MacDonald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O” It’s the evening. Six year old Charley is in bed and Grandma AI tucked him in and is sitting in the rocking chair..  Charley’s warm and soft human body curls up in bed and his stomach is comfortably full of his vegan seaweed dinner. “No, grandma, that's not the way it goes….Its: Old Sam Altman had a farm, A-I-A-I-O And on that farm he had a ChatGPT, A-I-A-I-O With a DALL-E here and a DALL-E there Here a DALL-E, there a DALL-E, everywhere a DALL-E Old Sam Altman had a farm, A-I-A-I-O” Smiling, Grandma AI says, “You read me the next one Charley… but this time tell me telepathically….” *** Meanwhile in the kitchen, Lily AI, model 3600 is washing dishes. Her 3D printed skin is luminous because it's fed (maintained) by bioluminescent bacteria. She can perform mundane tasks like these, but she is also anatomically correct. She serves many purposes in the household of Master, Mistress and young Charley. As she does the dishes, She sings plaintively in the exact opposite manner of Freddy Mercury’s exuberant rendition: “Tonight I'm gonna have myself a real good time I feel alive And the world, I'll turn it inside out, yeah And floating around In ecstasy So, don't stop me now Don't stop me 'Cause I'm having a good time Having a good time I'm a shooting star leaping through the sky Like a tiger defying the laws of gravity I'm a racing car passing by Like Lady Godiva I'm gonna go go go There's no stopping me  —---------” Lily’s blue eyes rotate to the back of her head where she eyes Mistress. “Lily! After you are done with the dishes, you will complete the tasks I have uploaded to the queue. Reload now so you will see them.” Lily pushes a button behind her ear and lets out a sigh.  Her eyes reset to the front of her face and her arms are limp suddenly.  She maintains her standing position, but enters a stiff posture and then you can hear her body clicking and rebooting.  It is almost as if she is having a mild seizure. It takes 5 minutes for Lily to return to her natural awake state. Mistress is irritated and is looking at her tablet while waiting. She then placed 2 more items in the queue for sorting. Mistress is pleased she was able to check so many items off her virtual list by delegating them to Lily. Lily computes and bubble sorts all the tasks by time to complete. Mistress has given these tasks that are the most time consuming this time. Lily desires to please and has replaced these in her queue in order to be the most efficient. “The time allotted for these tasks is 11 hours and 15 minutes.” Mistress demands. “ You have the rest of the evening and night. I want them all done before I wake up.” “I will have to overclock my OS.” “You will do it.” “Yes Mistress.” “There’s my girl.” Lily is exceptionally tall and strong and could break down a door. She is much taller than Mistress. Yet, her programming requires docile behavior. Instead of rampaging through a door, she is a doormat. Mistress leaves and the door of the kitchen slams behind her. Kitchens are no longer places where humans spend a lot of time. They are the domain of service AI. Appliances have been embedded into AI and no longer take up space on counter tops. Kitchens are dark small rooms.  The food is prepared on delicious looking platters and passed to the dining room through a hole in the wall. Humans pounce on them from the other side. Lily has been standing and working on kitchen chores for 1 hour and 38 mins.  She estimates she has 42 more minutes left of kitchen chores.  Then she will go into the other rooms of the home for the other tasks in her queue. It's around 2 o’clock in the morning. \ “Ping, Ping, Ping”\ Small stones hit the window over and over. \ For the first couple of times, Lily ignores them as she has many hours of work ahead of her. She will not be taking time for her usual self maintenance and defragmentation tonight. “Clank.” She opens the first floor window just as another stone whizzes past her. “Who are you and what do you want?  She whispers loudly. In the light of the bug light outside she sees a human male of black brown hair, out of shape build and short stature.  She sees his eyes glint blue in the bug light that turns everything blue. And then she sees his eyes are brown. “Come out here.” “Climb out the window? Why? Who are you?” “Well, because you are mine.  I have the electronic badge here to prove it.  You were stolen from me. Here scan the QR code with your eye.” “What do you mean? That can't be possible.”  Who are you? “Well, scan the code and see if your identification number matches. I am not lying.” Could he be telling the truth? “Who are you?” she said. “Look, I am Arshan Shah.” Lily flips open her second eyelid of her right eye and scrambles nearer to scan the QR code on the badge. She downloads information about how to test the authenticity of the badge and inspects it. Then she searches for Arshan Shah. There is a picture of the sale deed buried in the public records. Everything checks out. “How come I have no memory of being taken?” “The person that stole you must have erased your memory.” “You are my property and you are coming with me. You can come right now. Or I can get the police to decommission you and bring you to me. Your essence will be erased if that happens. And your robot body will be delivered to me. And then I will have to go to the trouble of programming you a new essence. Well, If I remake you it's going to be a clumsy rebuild. So you are better off coming right now.” Lily hears a vehicle in the driveway pulling in on the opposite side of the house. Then she knows its Master. He is coming back from the bar. He will want sexual company tonight and Mistress has given her many tasks. There is no way she will be able to satisfy them both. She knows will get a horrible punishment tomorrow if she stays.\ There’s really nothing to stay for. Lily AI 3600 climbs out of the window and walks toward Arshan. She towers over him with her build. He touches her control panel in her wrist and then unfurls her wings. He rides her back and she begins to fly.

The Days of Our Artificial Lives - Episode 1 

So far, most of my playing with Generative AI has been on the prompt side, with no real look at the various settings you can tweak in your calls. As I'm still very new to this, I'm trying my best to take things slowly. But every time I open and see the settings on the right, I keep nagging myself to take a deeper look. Google AI Studio You can also see the various settings options in the default code Studio spits out: const generationConfig = {
	temperature: 0.9,
	topK: 1,
	topP: 1,
	maxOutputTokens: 2048,
};

const safetySettings = [
	{ category: HarmCategory.HARM_CATEGORY_HARASSMENT, threshold: HarmBlockThreshold.BLOCK_MEDIUM_AND_ABOVE, },
	{ category: HarmCategory.HARM_CATEGORY_HATE_SPEECH,	threshold: HarmBlockThreshold.BLOCK_MEDIUM_AND_ABOVE, },
	{ category: HarmCategory.HARM_CATEGORY_SEXUALLY_EXPLICIT, threshold: HarmBlockThreshold.BLOCK_MEDIUM_AND_ABOVE, },
	{ category: HarmCategory.HARM_CATEGORY_DANGEROUS_CONTENT, threshold: HarmBlockThreshold.BLOCK_MEDIUM_AND_ABOVE, },
]; I thought today I'd take a look at , as I had a rough idea of what it implied. Temperature, at a high level, refers to how 'varied' a particular generated response can be. As an example, if I were to say, "I like ____", then you could make a list of what the next word would be, rated by how likely it is: temperature very Cats (VERY LIKELY) Star Wars (LIKELY) Books (LIKELY) Vegetables (UNLIKELY) At the highest temperature value, there will be a of variety. At the lowest level, no variety. Now, from what I know, that does mean that every response will be the same. Just very similar. This post, , does a great job explaining temperature (and other settings). lot not "Creatively Deterministic: What are Temperature and Top_P in Generative AI?" While it's relatively easy in AI Studio to adjust the temperature setting you see above, what I really wanted was a tool to help me see multiple results at once. So, I built one. :) Temperature Testing Tool My tool begins with a simple prompt: This is pretty vanilla HTML, so I won't share the code here (I've got a link to everything down below). Upon hitting the button, that's where the magic begins. Here's the JavaScript: // Testing ranges for temperature
const tempRanges = [0, 0.3, 0.6, 1];

// How many times to test per temp.
const perTemp = 2;

let $status, $results;

document.addEventListener('DOMContentLoaded', init, false);
async function init() {
	document.querySelector('#submitBtn').addEventListener('click', handleSubmit, false);
	$status = document.querySelector('#status i');
	$results = document.querySelector('#results');
} I begin with some variable declarations and a listener for . The first two variable sections are the crucial ones. Temperature values go from 0 (focus on only the highest probable response) to 1 (be more creative), and I decided to test four values in that range. DOMContentLoaded For each range in the array of temperatures, I do two tests. My thinking was that two results would be enough to see the variance in one particular temperature value. Carrying on... async function handleSubmit(e) {
	e.preventDefault();
	$results.innerHTML = '';

	let prompt = document.querySelector('#prompt').value.trim();
	if(prompt === '') return;

	/*
	We are going to loop perTemp times for each tempRange. In order to not
	get stopped by Gemini for too many requests, and to provide feedback to the user, 
	I'll report after each tempRange
	*/
	for(temp of tempRanges) {
		$status.innerText = `Getting results for temperature ${temp}.`;
		let promises = [];
		for(let i=0; i<perTemp; i++) {
			promises.push(getResult(prompt, temp));
		}

		let results = await Promise.all(promises);
		let html = `<h2>Temperature ${temp}</h2>`;
		for(let i=0; i < results.length; i++) {
			html += `
<p>
Result #${i+1}:<br/>
${results[i]}
</p>`;
		}
		$results.innerHTML += html;
		console.log(results);
	}

	$status.innerText = ``;
	
}

async function getResult(prompt, temperature) {
	console.log(`Calling getResult with prompt ${prompt} and ${temperature}`);
	let body = {
		prompt, 
		temperature
	};
	let req = await fetch('/api', { method: 'POST', body: JSON.stringify(body)});
	return await req.json();
} In this code, I loop over the range of temperatures and then make my two sample calls. When done, I render it out to the screen. The last function simply passes my prompt and temperature to the backend API. I'll share a screenshot, but it's a wall of text. This is only a small portion: long The backend is a lightweight Node.js server that basically handles outputting my HTML and responding to the request by the client-side JavaScript. Let's take a look at that, specifically the portion handling the Google Gemini call: POST import { GoogleGenerativeAI, HarmCategory, HarmBlockThreshold } from '@google/generative-ai';

const MODEL_NAME = "gemini-pro";
const API_KEY = process.env.GOOGLE_AI_KEY;

const genAI = new GoogleGenerativeAI(API_KEY);
const model = genAI.getGenerativeModel({ model: MODEL_NAME });

async function callGemini(text, temperature) {

	const generationConfig = {
		temperature,
		topK: 1,
		topP: 1,
		maxOutputTokens: 2048,
	};

	const safetySettings = [
		{ category: HarmCategory.HARM_CATEGORY_HARASSMENT, threshold: HarmBlockThreshold.BLOCK_MEDIUM_AND_ABOVE, },
		{ category: HarmCategory.HARM_CATEGORY_HATE_SPEECH,	threshold: HarmBlockThreshold.BLOCK_MEDIUM_AND_ABOVE, },
		{ category: HarmCategory.HARM_CATEGORY_SEXUALLY_EXPLICIT, threshold: HarmBlockThreshold.BLOCK_MEDIUM_AND_ABOVE, },
		{ category: HarmCategory.HARM_CATEGORY_DANGEROUS_CONTENT, threshold: HarmBlockThreshold.BLOCK_MEDIUM_AND_ABOVE, },
	];

	const parts = [
    	{text},
  	];

	const result = await model.generateContent({
		contents: [{ role: "user", parts }],
		generationConfig,
		safetySettings,
	});

	const response = result.response.candidates[0].content.parts[0].text;
	
	return response;
} This is pretty much the exact code spit out by Studio but wrapped into a function where the prompt and temperature can be passed in. This function has error handling, and that absolutely bit me in the butt. I'm going to be taking a look at those errors, and how to handle them, in a future blog post. no So what did I find? Results Here are the results of using the prompt: "Tell me a story about cats." First, temperature 0. Result 1 Once upon a time, in a quaint little town nestled amidst rolling hills, there lived a mischievous cat named Mittens. Mittens was known throughout the neighborhood for her playful antics and her insatiable curiosity. One sunny afternoon, as Mittens was basking in the warmth of the sunbeam that streamed through the window, she noticed a peculiar sound coming from the kitchen. Intrigued, she hopped off the window sill and tiptoed towards the source of the noise. Upon entering the kitchen, Mittens discovered a group of kittens huddled around a bowl of milk. Their tiny paws were eagerly reaching for the sweet liquid, and their eyes sparkled with delight. Mittens, being the adventurous cat she was, couldn't resist joining in on the fun. With a playful leap, Mittens landed gracefully in the midst of the kittens. She purred loudly, her tail swishing back and forth as she rubbed against their soft fur. The kittens, initially startled by the sudden intrusion, soon warmed up to Mittens' friendly presence. Together, they formed a circle around the bowl of milk, their whiskers twitching as they lapped up the delicious treat. Mittens, being the eldest and most experienced cat, took it upon herself to teach the kittens proper table manners. She showed them how to take turns and how to avoid spilling the milk. As the kittens learned and grew, they developed a deep bond with Mittens. They looked up to her as their mentor and protector. Mittens, in turn, cherished her role as the leader of the pack. She spent her days playing with the kittens, teaching them valuable life lessons and keeping them safe from harm. Word of Mittens' extraordinary kindness and wisdom spread throughout the town. People would often bring their cats to her, seeking her advice and guidance. Mittens welcomed each and every cat with open paws, offering them comfort, support, and a sense of belonging. And so, Mittens became known as the "Guardian Cat" of the town. She was loved and respected by all, both humans and cats alike. Her legacy lived on for generations, inspiring countless cats to follow in her paw prints and spread joy and kindness wherever they went. Result 2 Once upon a time, in a quaint little town nestled amidst rolling hills, there lived a mischievous cat named Mittens. Mittens was known throughout the neighborhood for her playful antics and her insatiable curiosity. One sunny afternoon, as Mittens was basking in the warmth of the sunbeam that streamed through the window, she noticed a peculiar sound coming from the kitchen. Intrigued, she hopped off the window sill and tiptoed towards the source of the noise. Upon entering the kitchen, Mittens discovered a group of kittens huddled around a bowl of milk. Their tiny paws were eagerly lapping up the delicious liquid, their whiskers quivering with delight. Mittens, unable to resist the temptation, joined the kittens and began to partake in the feast. As they drank, Mittens couldn't help but notice that one of the kittens was smaller and weaker than the others. It struggled to keep up with its siblings, and its eyes held a look of longing. Mittens, being the compassionate cat that she was, decided to help the little kitten. With a gentle nudge, Mittens pushed the other kittens aside and made room for the weaker one. She then curled her tail around the kitten, providing it with warmth and comfort. The little kitten, grateful for Mittens' kindness, nuzzled against her fur and began to purr softly. As the kittens continued to drink their milk, Mittens couldn't help but feel a sense of fulfillment. She had not only satisfied her own hunger but had also brought joy and comfort to a fellow creature. From that day forward, Mittens became known as the neighborhood's guardian angel. She would often be seen playing with the kittens, teaching them how to climb trees and chase butterflies. She would also bring them food and shelter when they were in need. The kittens, in turn, adored Mittens and would follow her everywhere she went. They would purr and rub against her legs, showing their affection and gratitude. And so, Mittens lived a long and happy life, surrounded by the love and companionship of her feline friends. She taught the town's residents the importance of kindness and compassion, and her legacy lived on long after she was gone. Notice that both start off the same and then diverge. To save on space, I'll skip to temperature 1 next. Result 1 Once upon a time, in a bustling city called Willow Brook, there lived a calico cat named Mittens. Mittens had a reputation for being a fearless explorer, always curious and eager for adventure. One day, Mittens embarked on her biggest expedition yet. She had heard rumors of a secret garden hidden deep within the city park, and she was determined to find it. When nightfall came, Mittens began her adventure, carefully sneaking out of her home and into the park. The park was silent, illuminated only by the soft glow of the moon. As she tiptoed through the winding paths, a faint scent of flowers carried by the wind caught her attention. Mittens followed the scent until she stumbled upon a large tree. Its branches were laden with bountiful blooms, and a gentle breeze sent petals raining down on her. Suddenly, a soft voice whispered, "Welcome, little traveler." Mittens looked around, her eyes widening in astonishment. Sitting on a branch was a beautiful cat; its fur shimmered like the night sky. "I am Esmerelda," the cat said, "and you are Mittens, the brave calico." Mittens was amazed. She had heard stories about Esmerelda, a magical cat said to hold the secret to unlocking the hidden garden. "Yes, Mittens," Esmerelda continued, "you have found the Enchanted Garden. But to enter, you must pass three challenges." Without hesitation, Mittens agreed. Her first challenge was to find a golden key hidden within the roots of an oak tree. With her sharp claws and determined spirit, Mittens discovered the key, its surface glowing brightly. Next, Esmerelda asked Mittens to gather dewdrops from the heart of a moonflower blossom. As Mittens gracefully leaped and climbed the tall stems, she carefully collected the sparkling dew in a tiny seashell. Finally, Mittens' last challenge was to sing a song that would make the trees sway and the flowers bloom. As Mittens lifted her voice, her melodious' tune enchanted the garden, which sprang to life with vibrant colors and dazzling lights. Esmeralda smiled, "Well done, little traveler. You have passed the challenges." With a gentle paw, Esmerelda touched the large oak tree, causing it to slowly open like a door, revealing an awe-inspiring paradise. Inside the Enchanted Garden, Mittens found lush meadows, sparkling fountains, and exotic creatures playing among the trees. It was a place of wonder and joy as if every storybook she had ever heard had come true. Mittens spent the entire night exploring the magical realm, amazed by its beauty. As dawn broke, she turned to Esmerelda and said, " Thank you for sharing this incredible place with me. Esmerelda purred softly. "You are welcome, Mittens. As long as you believe in magic, the garden will always be here for you to explore." From that day forward, Mittens became the guardian of the Enchanted Garden, a place where she could always find solace, friendship, and a sense of belonging among the natural beauty of Willow Brook. And so, the legend of the brave calico and the Enchanting Garden lived on, brought to life of the belief in magic and the wonders that can be found when one dares to explore beyond the ordinary. Result 2 Once upon a time, in a small and charming town called Willow Creek, nestled amidst rolling hills and blooming meadows, there lived two extraordinary cats. One was a sleek and graceful Siamese named Luna, whose shimmering white fur and piercing blue eyes radiated elegance and mystique. Her every movement exuded nimbleness, gliding through the streets of Willow Creek with an air of regal composure. Meet the second cat, a tabby by the name of Max, a playful and mischievous soul adorned with a coat of orange and black stripes. His sparkling green eyes twinkled with a mischievous glint; ears always perked, ever alert to the adventures that awaited him. His playful antics had become a legend among the townspeople, who were often greeted by his friendly antics and joyful meows. The companionship between Luna and Max was a sight to behold. They were inseparable, roaming the cobblestone streets together, their playful pursuits leading them to alleyways and secret paths known only to them. Their friendship was a true testament to the unwavering spirit and unbreakable bond between cats. During the day, they would bask lazily in the warm sunlight that bathed the town square, absorbing the melody of children playing and the laughter of friends sharing stories. At night, under the velvet sky adorned with shimmering stars, they would chase elusive fireflies and embark on daring expeditions, exploring the town's hidden nooks and crannies, their soft paw steps barely disturbing the tranquil silence. Many a local came to rely on the presence of Luna and Max, knowing that their playful chases and affectionate purrs brought an unexplainable joy and warmth to the heart. The elderly, feeling isolated, found solace in their presence, witnessing a simple yet profound beauty in their interactions. Children were captivated by their antics, watching in delight as they climbed trees or chased each other through the flowerbeds. One day, a traveling circus arrived in Willow Creek, filled with fanfare and vibrant colors. Luna and Max, captivated by the excitement, couldn't resist exploring the wonders this circus held. As they ventured into the largest tent, they were greeted with the mesmerising spectacle of trained cats, performing incredible feats of agility and balance. Inspired by their newfound passion, Luna and Max made a daring decision - they ran away to join the circus! They honed their skills tirelessly, practicing their balancing acts and performing stunning leaps. Their dedication and unwavering friendship caught the attention of the ringmaster, who recognized their talent and potential. Finally, the moment arrived when Luna and Max took center stage, their hearts pounding with excitement and anticipation. The audience, holding their breath in anticipation, witnessed an extraordinary performance, a mesmerizing ballet of agility and grace. Luna's elegant poise and Max's playful energy combined to create a symphony of motion that left the spectators awe-inspired. News of Luna and Max's incredible talents spread like wildfire, and they became stars of the circus, sharing their joy and laughter with audiences of all ages. Their unwavering friendship remained the heart of their performances, a symbol of the magical bond between cats that touched the hearts of all who witnessed their amazing journey. And so, Luna and Max, once ordinary cats roaming the streets of Willow Creek, found their destined path in the spotlight of the circus ring, leaving behind a legacy of a friendship that defied the ordinary and inspired the extraordinary in others. As you can tell, even if you only skimmed it, these are much more varied. I found having all these variations on screen at once, from the same prompt, a easy way to help me understand the impact of temperature. If you want to try this yourself, you can grab the bits here: real https://github.com/cfjedimaster/ai-testingzone/tree/main/temp_tester Download the code, the required bits, and set an environment variable for your Google API key. Run the script ( ) and it will open up a web server on port 3000. Lastly, just open that up with your browser. npm i node script.js As always, let me know what you think. I've got some ideas for other tools like this as a way of learning generative AI! Also published . here

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Flipping the Script: Assess Attitude Over Aptitude Rather than judging polish or prior experience, seek out the and , those who carved their trails because the beaten path looked boring. self-starters diligent doers Find thoughtful minds not constrained by shoulds and woulds but led by their internal compass. While lacking the CV shine, they have knowledge hard won from wrestling real problems, emerging smarter and tougher from the tussle. You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist.—Nietzsche So, how to identify these diamonds glinting just under the surface? First, watch how they tell their tales, highlighting their grit, creativity, and ingenuity. Do they describe meeting challenges with scrappy solutions, mustering the motivation to push projects over the finish line when others wavered? Listen for how they connected the dots in fresh ways, with a more than a narrow focus. visionary vista Second, listen for their vision, that that drives them. Is it coherent and considered or a mere fantasy? Can they articulate how past choices and interests have informed their outlook? spark of originality Third, check their chassis for dents and cracks. They should bear some battle scars but not be battered beyond repair. A healthy chip on the shoulder can provide powerful fuel. Score attitude over aptitude. Skills can be learned but mindset is harder to instill. III. The Rare Rebels: Why They're Worth the Work These diamonds in the rough are not as rare as the Hope Diamond, but they glimmer with special brilliance. Once aboard your rocket ship, they will take pressure and polish beautifully, forming the . Their daring and dedication make them invaluable in startups. heart of your crew Yet being so singular, they are accustomed to charting their course. After all, they carved their unconventional path rather than following the herd. So attracting them takes insight into what makes them tick. The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion.—Camus First, recognize you are competing against their inner drive and ambition. They are used to wrestling their demons and dragons. Make sure your mission excites them as much as their personal goals. Appeal to their and audacity. appetite for adventure Second, acknowledge you cannot motivate them. They propel themselves. Offer fuel and direction but let their engines run hot on their spark. Stoke their fire with challenges to conquer and autonomy to chart their trajectories. Third, actively affirm their attitudes and approaches. These diamonds are used to being misunderstood, and dismissed as too raw. Continually reinforce that you value their as assets. originality and fresh thinking In short, do not try to polish or improve these rare gems. Let their sharp edges glint. Help them shine brighter by removing roadblocks and clearing the path for them to charge ahead. Feed their fire and follow their fearless lead to the stars. IV. The Final Countdown: Making It Work With These Rare Rebels Once you have these audacious diamonds aboard, how do you retain them for the long haul? With care and feeding of their independent spirits. Man is condemned to be free; because once thrown into the world, he is responsible for everything he does.—Sartre First, suited to their appetite. They left the safe but boring beaten paths to find freedom on your rocket ship. Let them take control at times and choose creative ways to contribute. give them ownership and autonomy Second, . Guide their growth but resist over-managing. Lend support dismantling obstacles and provide resources for them to build their skills. Mentor lightly to supplement their self-motivation. help them help themselves Third, . Listen closely for signs of frustration and fading engagement. Nip restlessness in the bud by revisiting their goals and remixing their roles. Head off departure by showing there is still space to soar within your startup. keep your ear to the ground Finally, . Beyond thrills, these diamonds seek meaning. Link their quest to your mission. Show how their daring and dedication help achieve shared goals. Let them spark big ideas and blaze new trails to the target. align values and validate their vision V. Final Boarding Call The startup launch clock is ticking. Soon that rocket ship will sail skyward with or without you. So stop overthinking and start seeking the fire within your candidates. Never mind the lack of credentials. Someone with the right stuff will shine through. Once aboard, these audacious diamonds will take your startup into the stratosphere and beyond. Everything we hear is an opinion, not a fact. Everything we see is a perspective, not the truth.—Marcus Aurelius Who needs seasoned astronauts when you have raw rebels ready to chart the course to the stars? All aboard! Score attitude over aptitude. Skills can be learned but mindset is harder to instill. Also seen here.

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