Ladies and Gentlemen,
Chat-GPT:

I like to imagine the Dolly Parton thing was just God and Jesus having a Jobian bet:

God: "Jesus, I just keep hitting them with terrible thing after terrible thing, but they won't repent. Do I need more brimstone?"

Jesus: "God no! Watch this..."

/1

The Meta-metamorphosis: listening to the audiobook version of Kafka's novel with a pair of dying airpods at work, anxiously waiting for them to warn me they're powering off so I can pause the book before everyone finds out I'm listening to that weird story about the guy who became a cockroach.

Do you think future archaeologists will go around excavating our landfills for storage devices to see what we saved? A bunch of "History of the 21st C" scholars, arguing whether this time period is better represented by our social media selves or the shit we saved on our USB sticks?

I descended into the subterranean depths and stepped abord the raft. I heard the droning; a song I had known long ago, and knew, and would know. And I thought... "Is the Small World ride some kind of chthonic mystery cult?"

I'm watching a YouTube video and the creator accidentally combined community and audience to coin the term "communidence". That sounds like a decent way to describe the average Youtuber/YouTube viewer relationship.