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Tuesday, December 05, 2000

Eliza After Death



My friend Hilary hadn't heard from me in a while so he sent me an email the other day with nothing but the subject line "Are you dead?". Given that I've heard many a friend joke that they'll never know when I'm dead because I'll probably have an AI answering my mail in my place, I figured the only proper response was to feed his question to Eliza.

From: Simon Funk
Sent: Monday, December 04, 2000 9:23 PM
To: Hilary
Subject: Re: Are you dead?

        Would you prefer if I were not dead?


From: Simon Funk Sent: Tuesday, December 05, 2000 4:51 PM To: Hilary Subject: Re: Are you dead? At 2:40 PM -0800 12/5/00, Hilary wrote: >If you were dead I would be stuck with this waterbed. Do you wish that i was dead you would be stuck with this waterbed? >I'm sure you are pining away for a safe and restful sleep. Does it please you to believe I am pining away for a safe and restful sleep? >Also, if you were dead I could no longer incessantly ponder your >whereabouts. Do you wish that i was dead you could no longer incessantly ponder my whereabouts? >My life would be empty, my brain a mere husk, capriciously blowing my mind. Why do you say your brain a mere husk capriciously blowing your mind? >I would have to find a new interpretation of the world wide web, how >pedestrian. Can you elaborate on that? >By the way where are you? And why? Would you prefer if I were not and why? >H2 Please go on.


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