"Hey man, do you still have that blog?"
"Yeah, I think I do... although I don’t really remember
the last time I put anything in it."
"Are you kidding me? You basically wrote nothing all of
last year, just posting pictures of naked ladies.”
“Surely that’s not true."
"Oh yeah? Go take a look."
Time passes.
"Holy shit. You’re right. I basically just posted naked
people."
"Yeah, as if the internet doesn’t have enough of that.
What the hell were you doing?"
"Don’t know. I think I got tired of writing. I spent
all my day at work writing. It’s exhausting."
"Yeah, but now you finally figured out how to dictate
voice-to-text, feed it through AI, and let it make sense of your rambling,
right?"
"Oh yeah. We’re doing that right now."
"That’s right. So, you know, writing is not as
painstaking as it used to be. Why not get back to it?"
"But I’ve got so many cool cowgirl-looking pictures,
and people like them."
"Alright. Make yourself a deal. You can only post your
weird picture collection on the internet if you attach something that
you wrote along with it."
"You mean, like this?"
"Yup."
