Saving Time and Money With AI

[Millard Grubb]

I just found out something a bit interesting about AI.

Received an email from a well-known internet marketer offering a nifty little AI product. It was a pdf explaining a number of things that AI could do to help save time and effort in running business operations.

That got me to thinking and I opened an AI-powered program on the net and asked the AI about the program being offered. (BTW, I presently have a PAID monthly account that I am testing) The AI-powered program analyzed the text of the offer and proceeded to tell me possible in-depth details about the product.

Well, I wasn't really surprised based on the experiments that I had been doing. The AI basically studied the text of the offer and made a "guess" about what the product could do and how it was doing it. To be clear, the product being sold was a manual that gave directions to the software I was already using. The manual was supposed to save all kinds of time and effort because the "Super Prompts" were already done for you.

In any case, I see AI as a great research tool. It takes what is out there on the net and helps you make sense of it by way of summary, bullet points, or just finding things you might be working on.

One thing I am interested in especially, is the ability of AI to analyze my writing and show me where I need to correct gaps, fill in plot holes with fiction, and just correct grammar.

Creativity with AI is another thing entirely.

[Glenn]

Thanks Millard,

How about this?

I will Write a few Paragraphs.

Then.

You ask your ai to Write a Version.

I'd like to SEE the Difference.

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My Plan to Bankrupt My Local Baltimore Gas * Electric Company

Sounds Crazy, right?

But I have Good reason!

I get my Electric Bill - it is 300% Bigger than normal.

I call up. Hit Zero over and over until the Ai Robot shuts up.

The Live Person Explains, "Your bill is higher cuz part of it is from last month.
and the 2nd half is this month."

ME - "That's not how the billing works. How long have you been working there?
30 days. I call and call until I find a "Veteran" who can fix my bill.

ANOTHER Bill with Extra Expenses.

5.00 a month for "Line Protection." I call and Explain I paid an Electrician to put
a Safety switch in my home electric panel. I don't need their "Line protection."

YET ANOTHER Billing PROBLEM.

Bill says, "We can't access your Credit. You are a Credit risk. Please send an extra 600 bucks to back up your account.

I phone up and Explain I got hacked. Froze All 3 Credit Bureaus as instructed.
UNBELIEVABLE. I had to call and UNFREEZE my credit to avoid paying the Extra 600 bucks.

PROGRESS ON Bankrupting My Electric Company...

I got my Home electric Bill down from 151.00 a Month to 23.00 a Month.

Solar Lights
Solar Fan
Solar Flashlights

Replaced all Light Bulbs with LED
Motion Detector LED Bulbs
Shut water heater off (Turn on for shower with TV type remote)

Food Grade 45 Gallon Water Barrel - Under Rainspout
Put Thermostats & Electric Wall Board Heater in all 3 Bathrooms
Closed doors to 90% of house.
Heat Living room, Dining room, Kitchen Area ONLY - with Cheap Heat-Boards and Fireplace.

HA!

You think One Man Can't take down a Giant company. But "Campbells Soup is in
trouble. After I quit eating their soup. Too much salt.

After "Monsanto Sued all The Milk companies. And there were no labels telling
me which milk is Chemical free and Safe. I quit eating All Breakfast Cereal.
"General Mills is struggling. And The Federal Gummnt has to support milk producers now.

So from Where I am sitting.

One Guy has a LOT of Power.

Thanks,
Glenn

[Ankesh]

AI is not a human competitor. I think thats a wrong way to look at it. It is a human calculator. Instead of numbers, its using statistics - and giving you the most probable response.

As Karim Lakhani says: AI Won’t Replace Humans — But Humans With AI Will Replace Humans Without AI.

In fact, right now, AI should not be used for writing. Especially chatgpt. Because it outputs writing in a very typical style. Everyone reading it would realize its AI written and discount your thoughts.

But it should definitely be used for checking your outline, finding gaps, research etc.

Give 2 drafts of your copy to AI and it will be able to study it and tell you which one sounds better, without a lot of tests. It'll rank it on meter, on readability, on sentence structure etc in a better way than humans can.

[trevord92]

This was "written" about the Titan sinking by Zimmwriter, an AI program that uses a lot of behind the scenese prompts and methods:

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1-Ex...lbaksEyor/view

[Millard Grubb]

This is an example of AI writing based on several prompts I gave it...

Emily Grant stood in the middle of the Memories of Melody Museum, her expression a curious blend of despair and the determined resolve of someone who’d just decided to wrestle a bear while wearing mittens. The centerpiece of her modest collection—the sapphire crown worn by Melody Harlow in her final, glittering performance—was gone, stolen right out of its case. Emily stared at the now-empty display, her reflection warped in the glass like a funhouse mirror.

It was, she thought, a perfect metaphor for her life: elegant plans shattered by unforeseen chaos.

The museum, a love letter to Branson’s golden age of entertainment, had been her lifeline and her burden. While other people spent their weekends binge-watching reality TV or crafting bespoke charcuterie boards, Emily had been meticulously cataloging Melody Harlow’s career, brushing lint off vintage costumes, and explaining to baffled tourists why the mannequin wearing Melody’s infamous feathered gown was missing an arm (“Budget cuts,” she’d muttered darkly). And now the crown—the crown—had vanished, plunging the museum into a crisis more dire than the time a raccoon broke in and tried to eat a sequined vest.

“This is fine,” Emily told herself, her voice shaking only slightly. “Totally manageable. All I need is a brilliant plan, a healthy dose of luck, and maybe a tranquilizer dart for whoever thought it was a good idea to rob me.”
Her pep talk was interrupted by a cheerful chime. The front door swung open, revealing Debbie Houston. Tall, elegant, and armed with a smile that could melt butter (though it generally preferred to unearth the truth), Debbie carried her transcription equipment in one hand and a casserole dish in the other.
“Emily, dear, I heard about the crown,” Debbie said, her tone brimming with both sympathy and the faintest glimmer of excitement. “Thought you might need this.” She handed over the casserole, which Emily accepted gratefully.
“Thank you, Debbie,” Emily said. “You didn’t have to—”

“It’s tuna noodle,” Debbie interrupted, as though revealing a state secret. “Comfort food. Also, Stephen suggested we bring it because he insists mystery-solving is hungry work.”

Emily blinked. “Mystery-solving?”

Debbie tilted her head, brown eyes gleaming. “A missing crown, whispers of Melody Harlow’s murder—don’t you feel the electricity in the air? It’s practically crackling.”

Emily’s first thought was that the crackling might be the ancient wiring in the museum, but she bit her tongue.
Before she could respond, another voice cut through the room, this one gruff and tinged with mild exasperation.

“You must be kidding me. Who steals a crown from a museum that doesn’t even charge admission?”

Ben Carter strolled in, his leather jacket creaking faintly as he moved. He had the sort of face that seemed permanently set to skeptical reporter, though his sharp blue eyes betrayed a flicker of curiosity. Ben, who had once been the darling of investigative journalism, now found himself in the curious position of investigating a tuna casserole. He sniffed the air suspiciously.

“What is that smell? Nostalgia? Desperation?”

“It’s tuna noodle, and you’ll be lucky if I share,” Debbie said, smiling serenely.

“Why are you even here, Ben?” Emily asked, folding her arms.

“Freelancing,” Ben replied with a shrug. “Saw a headline about the theft and thought, ‘Why not write a piece about small-town intrigue?’ People love that sort of thing. Makes them feel superior while they scroll through their phones at Starbucks.”

“Charming,” Emily muttered.

Debbie, sensing tension, took control with the finesse of a conductor calming a restless orchestra. “Now, now,” she said. “We’re all here because we care about Branson, Melody’s legacy, and justice for that poor, pilfered crown.” She paused, her eyes narrowing slightly. “And I suppose because Stephen insisted I couldn’t let a mystery like this pass me by.”

The mention of Stephen brought a faint smile to Emily’s lips. Debbie’s husband, a retired entertainer whose flair for storytelling often outshone the stories themselves, was a fixture of the Branson community. He was, as Debbie put it, “a walking encyclopedia of theatrical gossip and questionable fashion choices.”

“Fine,” Emily said finally. “If you two want to help, I won’t stop you. But this isn’t just some puff piece or intellectual exercise. The museum is everything to me. If we don’t get that crown back—”

“We will,” Debbie interjected firmly. “Trust me, Emily. Between your knowledge of Melody, Ben’s nose for scandal, and my knack for unraveling puzzles, we’ll figure this out. Now, where do we start?”

Emily took a deep breath, squaring her shoulders. “The crown case was smashed late last night. Whoever did it knew exactly what they were after. No other artifacts were touched. They left a note on an old ticket stub, but it’s cryptic.”

“A cryptic ticket stub,” Ben repeated dryly. “This just keeps getting better.”

Debbie leaned in, her brown eyes sparkling with curiosity. “Well, then,” she said with a smile. “Let’s see where this mystery takes us, shall we?”
And so began their unlikely partnership—a historian, a journalist, and a transcriptionist with a casserole dish—bound by a missing crown, an unsolved murder, and the faint but undeniable thrill of adventure.

I will get to Glenn's copy next.

[Millard Grubb]

This is for Glenn.

I had ChatGPT take your post about the electric company and rewrite it.

It gave me two choices... I took both of them.

Next, I took the choice I preferred and asked it to put more humor in it.

I then copied all three versions and pasted them into a document that you can read. Next I exported the document to a pdf.

Attached is the rewrites.

[Millard Grubb]

Let me try to attach the file again...

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