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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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