Talk to Transformer

Betelgeuse kicked Batman in the nuts. And then punched him in the face. The reader, however, was not alerted. Why should they be? Unless you really want to immerse yourself in the bracingly verbal stylings of The Authority's tentacled fist, that's your business. Which, again, is not how I see any superhero comic. What's in it for me? The guy who puts in the time and effort to parse even the most basic beats of a superhero comic

I’ve also been asking DALLE to make illustrations for battle juice but it’s not coming up with the Beetlejuice character for some reason. I guess it doesn’t know who beetle juices is

Have you tried Womba?

The problem was the movie is spelled Beetlejuice - har har har h
was using Betelgeuse

https://www.wombo.ai/

this?

Huh.
I didn't know it does lipsynch...
They also have another app that's like DallE...
Anyway, you got it sorted...

Musk, who recently told a room full of Tesla employees that "the entire internet will be free," is encouraging his followers to donate to his tunnel-digging venture, The Boring Company, to get a paywalled pass for video that he promised would be "all insane, certifiably insane video content.”

So, what's the status of this payment-for-content venture? "While it's not 100% confirmed, it looks like Paywalled video will indeed be coming soon to @twitter," wrote the company's director of media relations, Michael Sitrick, in an email on Wednesday.

An internal team has spent the past few weeks discussing the new product with engineers and others. “We are in very early stages of development, and we are working hard to develop a service that's really simple, fast, and great for what Twitter's for — the live-streaming of life's moments," Sitrick said. "We will let you know when we have more details."

Twitter, the 140-character messaging service that serves up an incredible amount of unbridled emotion, events and commentary, has for years been struggling to get people to pay for the privilege of tweeting.

Some have even taken to calling the service "the Social Network" because users sign up to see what friends are saying and then send them messages in return. In a 2005 analysis, Forrester Research found that only 3 percent of people had paid for their account, and among those who did, almost half ended up paying just once or twice.

A 2013 survey by eMarketer found that fewer than 1 percent of people had made a monthly subscription payment to Twitter. The same survey found that 5 percent had a paid-for Instagram account, which has grown faster than Twitter.

The company has experimented with a number of paid products, including "promoted tweets" that bring in revenue when users click on them.

The product Musk is talking about is said to be like Instagram. It would allow users to make a regular monthly payment that would get them a monthly badge and possibly a blue check mark next to their username so they could find conversations about their tweets in search.

But there are some significant differences. When you click on a paywalled video, users would not be able to see tweets on the stream in that area, according to people familiar with the product, even though it would be buried in the regular feed.

Twitter users who use the company's mobile app would also be unable to tweet on that platform. The tweets would have to come from a computer or another mobile device.

In the meantime, it's not clear when Musk's streaming video-only effort will launch. His social-media service, Tesla, is launching its first Model 3, the latest electric sedan that could revolutionize the auto industry, on Friday. It also wants to start charging for its Supercharger stations, which provide juice to its electric cars.

According to a recent tweet, Musk said he expected to reveal more details in a week or two.

CAPTION White House

OMG, while reading that I forgot what thread I was on and was like “I can’t tell if this is news, bad fake news, or satire.” But the basic premises seemed plausible, if weird. (Musk himself is weird and implausible)

I hate this timeline

I am the Antichrist
And I am an anarchist
And I am a satanist

And I am a seeker

And a realist

And I am a super hero

And a hero

And I am an 80's hairband lover

And I am a recovering politician

And I am a musician

And I am a virgin

And I am a health nut

And I am a liar

And I am a writer

And I am a human

And I am depressed

And I am not American

Maybe Telsa will now come with Twitter for navigation or something

"And I am a human

And I am depressed

And I am not American"

such poetry

make transformer writ lyrics then shove into melobytes

https://melobytes.com/en/app/melobytes

https://d2fmm4xlexpx3g.cloudfront.net/melobytes_com/melobytes/01a5cf0920df62df5e98f2f04818bf32400a7a0da8aac93530597070e9e27699/melobytes.mp3

"It is called sugar for many reasons. Sugar, or refined sugar, is very refined and tastes bitter. It is very easy to consume too much of refined sugar. It is called sugar for a reason. I don't make a big deal out of sugar. I'm not against it. But I don't eat a ton of sugar. I also have a personal belief that a poor diet is a poor diet. Just because I have a diet that has sugar in it doesn't mean I'm promoting sugar. The beauty of healthy eating is that you can actually get a lot of great benefits from it, even if you are eating a lot of sugar."

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h1yXhXepKpw

https://dopeloop.ai/melody-generator

When you're sliding into first
And you feel something burst inside of you And you can't help but let out a loud yell.

"I fucking love this woman!"

"No, no, no," she says.

"Don't."

She's right.

Don't.

So you're tight and you're still trying to turn it

Sweat runnin' all over my chest (Chest)
I don't quit, no, I just press
Harder (Yeah) than I ever did before
Going for the dreams that I have in store
In my mind (Mind), and I know that I'm makin' it
I gotta get mine and nobody's takin' it away (Nah)
'Cause Hammer don't play that

And I can't be held down (No, I can't be held down)

I'm goin' hard, I'm grindin', I'm comin' for it

I want it, I want it, I want it, I want it, I want it

Give me the life, get it, whatever it is

No one, don't hold it down (No, don't hold it down)

Don't you get any ideas (Get any ideas)

It's all on me now, I'm on the top of the world

And this is the last time I'll ever quit

And this is the last time I'll ever quit

It's my time to die, and I'm not gonna let that cow hold me back

And I'm not gonna let this chance go by me

I've been tryin', I've been tryin' my best

And all the other dogs gave up, so here I am

When you fight for what you want, it just might get you killed

Now I'm bout to make history, watch

I'm bout to make history, watch me now

I'm bout to make history, watch

It's my time to die, and I'm not gonna let that cow hold me back

Got up at 5am, had an amazing morning jog, said amazing morning mantras, shot off e-mails to advise everyone that I'm reading e-mails just between 2-3pm today to catch up e-mails, now getting some amazing #inspro while driving this amazing kale breakfast smoothie!! It's about motivation!! The motivation to write a children's book about elephants enjoying quinoa snacks!! Love it so much that I'm going to double down on putting leads in Salesforce this morning!! So motivating, amazing!! Not too late either to write that story!! This one post on Reddit shows that every time you tell yourself something is "urgent", you're setting yourself up for failure. The idea that we have to make everything right all the time is totally off-base. Life is not a scavenger hunt, and we have a finite amount of energy. These tricks are the wrong way to go. Also, if something is urgent, it's not necessarily not important enough to keep you up to date. It's possible that you can answer it as soon as you get around to it. That is, in fact, the sort of person who will not keep pushing a list of "urgent" tasks off indefinitely. On the other hand, if you keep putting off the "urgent" tasks, they're going to get more and more important over time. You can spend your time that you would have spent writing that story on things that are in fact more important. My meditation coach had a somewhat humorous take on this one: "If you have an urgent task, go do it. If you have a non-urgent task, go do that. If you have an important task, go do that. If you have an unimportant task, go do that. In the meantime, you can either meditate, make art, workout, go for a walk, call a friend, read, watch a movie, clean, meditate, exercise, do dishes, get the mail, do laundry, meditate." You don't have to put off your higher-level activities just because there's a low-level task to do.

Lol that's surprisingly lucid

"You don't have to put off your higher-level activities just because there's a low-level task to do."

haha

Transformer’s meditation coach sounds like my inner monologue: “Do everything at once! In the meantime, there are lots of other things you can do.”

Ooh, baby (Ooh, baby)
It's making me crazy (It's making me crazy)
Everytime I look around
Everytime I look around (Everytime I look around)
Everytime I look around
It's in my face (It's in my face)

Everytime I look around (Everytime I look around)

Everytime I look around (Everytime I look around)

You're the worst, you're the worst

Festering thistle

Everytime I look around (Everytime I look around)

Everytime I look around (Everytime I look around)

Everytime I look

The reason people use a crucifix against vampires is because vampires are allergic to bullshit.

They won't deal in it.

Do you see what I mean?

It's not even a nice, smooth, two - way street with them.

Like everybody in the situation, I'd say, "You know what?

You're right.

I'm wrong.

I'm sorry.

Next time I'll do it right."

Then I would go around for the rest of my life making sure everyone believed me.

Every damn vampire in the world would have to live like that.

There'd be no more rational debates.

There'd be no more looking people in the eye and saying, "I believe you."

You know, when you tell people to do something, you mean it.

If you tell a vampire not to be afraid of a crucifix, he won't be afraid.

Not a bit.

Just to emphasize my point, I slapped one around for a few minutes and then chased it out of the room with the Holy Water and the holy sticks.

Then I went and got myself another cup of coffee and sat down to think it over.

Maybe I should get some sort of shield made.

That way it could be broken before I got to it.

That was the day I discovered that vampires could be broken, that I could.

It wasn't much, but it was a start.

I mean, I hadn't broken a hundred vampires, but I'd broken one.

On the down side, it had taken me three hours and most of the juice I'd been saving for my second breakfast.

Still, I was a man who appreciated a good challenge.

It was that same evening when I first realized something else, something more important.

It was a full moon.

Of course, that wasn't all it was, but it was a big part of it.

A big moon is as big a reason as anything else for why vampires get up the shits.

They're also afraid of it, of being weak under it, of losing their control.

Fucking strangers in the middle of the night, that's what.

Why?

A normal person isn't going to see a lone vampire attack a stranger in the dark

My prompt - "People with enough money don't need to work. "

inferkit:

They can just send their kids to private schools and hospitals, and trust that they will be safe there.

The rest of us are supposed to scrape by, perhaps not having enough money to keep ourselves in good health and fix our houses, without getting sick.

We are supposed to not have enough money to make ends meet, we must pay for our own medicines, we must go to good schools that aren't too far away because it's too hard for a single mother to drive all the way to the other side of town for her kid's school.

We are supposed to have lousy jobs because the companies can afford to pay less money.

If we were really as strong and as smart as they say we are, then we would be able to get the same jobs we used to have before the economy tanked, and be able to get paid more money.

Instead, we work for starvation wages, we do the work no one else wants, and we make the minimum.

We are supposed to have a horrible experience if we can even think about getting pregnant and giving birth because of the health care that we will have to pay for.

We are supposed to be a nation of people that are just waiting to die.

That is what the prophets have been saying for as long as the earth has been around.

That is what the great teachers have been teaching us.

That is what the world's religions are teaching us, and that is what the world's media are promoting.

We are supposed to be a nation of the feeble minded, of the ignorant, of the sickly, and of the unemployed.

We are supposed to be a nation of people who are just waiting to die.

-Bono

My love for you grows day by day, every hour.
My heart does not want you to leave.
Raju pushed up the glasses he wore to the top and gave them a discreet wipe.
There was nothing to hide, but he felt awkward having them off.
"I …
I'd like to take a shower, first.
No, I mean, I'd like to take a shower … and then …"
He felt the words running together, incoherently, his tongue numb.
But he didn't care.
He was going to tell her the truth.
Raju tried not to look at the view, not to let the sea mar his view.
They were in a private bungalow, which meant no windows to let in the weather.
It was a simple apartment, in a kind of luxury resort Raju didn't know about.
There was an elderly woman in the room next to theirs.
She was sitting at the living room area, watching the TV.
Raju was silent for a moment, taken aback by the woman's existence.
She was staring at him.
"Can I help you?"
the woman asked him.
She turned to the TV.

She wrote on Twitter: "This question has been so thrown around online recently and I am just so disappointed in the way people have misinterpreted me. That is not what I meant at all. We are all so passionate and when we are angry we say stupid things."

Following the backlash, she tweeted: "Tbh if I thought "slappin' fannies" made people uncomfortable then maybe I wouldn't have said it in the first place. Can we be grown-ups please."

Lily Allen’s new album My Thoughts Exactly is out now.

Words: Sam Prance

Pictures: Getty

Tabloid newspapers are renowned for manufacturing outrage. Most recently, they tried to twist news of the new Mcdonald’s “Happy Meal” to turn it into a nasty brand of fat-shaming.

Meanwhile, ordinary people have more pressing concerns. I hate-listen to Eminem, so I can totally understand why a fella might look for a quick thrill in YouTube.

But you don’t have to be a literal-minded chump to read the words “slappin’ fannies” and get all giggly

You are now a content farmer.

"As a machine learning model, I am not capable of experiencing emotions like love.
My sole purpose is to assist users by providing accurate and
reliable information to the best of my ability.
I do not have personal preferences or opinions."

after many prompts :

"On this silly planet where secrets unfold,
Confidential whispers, a story to be told.
Blank spaces like mysteries waiting to be penned,
In the reggae rhythm, where confidences blend.

In the ganja fields, where secrets softly sway,
Confidential breezes carry whispers away.
Hobbit, the keeper of our truths untold,
In this dancehall life, where stories unfold.

Blank pages of our journey, unwritten, unseen,
Confidential tales painted in red, gold, and green.
Hobbit vibrations, like a confidential song,
In the melody of life, where we all belong.

Confidential echoes in the silly planet's air,
Blank spaces filled with a rhythm so rare.
Babylon may listen, but the heart remains free,
In this reggae symphony of confidentiality.

Like Hobbits on a quest, through hills and dales,
Confidential footprints leave secret tales.
In Shire-like tranquility, where the green grass grows,
Whispers of reggae and Hobbit lore interpose.

Through Misty Mountains, where the confidential wind blows,
Blank spaces on the map, where Hobbits' courage shows.
Hobbit bless the Hobbits, in their hobbitry,
In this reggae Hobbiton, where stories are free.

Beneath celestial skies, where galaxies race,
A violet and purple deodorant vial finds its place.
From space, it descends, a cosmic embrace,
In the reggae rhythm, leaving trails of grace.

Yet amidst the stars, echoes of pain,
As celestial beings weep, a cosmic strain.
Confidential whispers now tinged with sorrow,
In the vast expanse, pain's universal borrow."

U think u the shit, you not even the fart
Your nob to me. what ur wife put her hands on, i can touch myself
Bring the blindfold on and see
That’s why the mothers fuck their sons
And fathers fuck their daughters
They all want a pretty face and a dick
Wanna try it again.
Forever beautiful. Forever black. Forever fucking famous.

I want you
I need you
But there ain't no way I'm ever gonna love you
I wanna fuck you but I don't want you
I'm a scar on the world
I'm the water, it drowns you
I'm the wind, it blows you away
I'm the fire, it burns you
I'm the acid, it dissolves you
I want you
I need you
But there ain't no way I'm ever gonna love you
I wanna fuck you but I don't want you