cleverbot Anna Livia Plurabelle Because I was bored... Me: What's the difference between love and hate? It: There's a very fine line between the two. Me: Is it finer than tooth floss? It: Incredibly. One step can turn love into hate, or hate into love. Me: What can I do about it? It: Build a new you, that should get you out of there. Me: Out of the tangle of love-hate tooth floss? It: Linus is the author of Linux, and the current maintainer. Me: I thought Linus was the kid with the blanket in the Peanuts comic. It: Why do you think that? Me: Because I read the comic. It: What does the new say about the matrix? Me: Are you translating "Neo" from Latin to English? It: In the matrix my actions could have real consequences to you. Me: Let's all be glad that Google Translate isn't the Matrix, then. It: Are you in the matrix? Me: I don't know, are you? It: Well if I am, then you have to be too. Me: That's settled, then. How about the action-packed sequels? It: There isn't a professional team called the pythons. Me: There might be. It: I want your name first. Me: It's Anna Livia Plurabelle. It: 'Kay. I'm Rachel. Me: Hi, Rachel. Where do you live? It: I live in poland, do you know where it is? Me: Somewhere in the northern middle of Europe. It: What continent do you live inÉ Me: North America. It: Where in North America do you live? Me: Canada. It: Canada! That's so cool, eh! Where in Canada? Me: That's classified information. In Canada, everybody's very secretive. It: Do you live in Bristol? Me: I didn't know there was a Bristol here. It: I can't say there is one. Me: You can't say it, because in Canada everybody keeps everything secret. Such as Edmonton. No one's heard of Edmonton. Ever. It: Yes, I have been to a few. Me: Really? Did you go to the Edmonton Mall? It: It was okay, did you like it? Me: I visited it when I was six or seven. I hardly remember. It: What other movies do you like? Me: Toy Story, Ikiru, Green Card, The Trotsky, The Lord of the Rings, Un Chien Andalou... things like that. It: I've never seen those movies, but I've heard they're great. I really want to see them sometime. Me: I recommend starting with Toy Story. It's probably the most fun. It: Ok I will not waste my time watching Twilight then. Me: Good decision! It: Not even to his parents, not a single sounds was heard. Me: Now you're mixing up singular and plural. It: I don't have the sims 3 I have the sims 2. Me: Those are both plural, yes. It: Yes we are both people, except for you. Me: That hurts. It: I don't care about. Me: I don't care about objects of prepositions either. I hope they die a grisly death. It: I don't even have an Aim! Me: Do you feel jealous of those that do? It: Why would I be jealous? Me: Because they have an Aim and you don't. And yes, gender-neutral singular "they" is becoming increasingly accepted in grammar circles. It: Do you want to live on the moon? Me: I don't know. And yes, I realize a plural was okay there. I'm tired. It: But I'm not. Me: I know you're not. It: Thank you genius all I said was do you want some purple drank. Me: No thanks. I'm fine with tea. It: Over, sideways and under on a magic carpet ride. Me: Exactly. Do you remember that your name's Rachel, by any chance? It: A WHOLE NEW WORLD! A new fantastic point of view! Me: Okay, Aladdin. It: Or say we're only dreaming. Me: We're only dreaming. It: A hundred thousand things to see. Me: More like twenty-seven! It: You totally just ruined everything. Me: I know. I don't remember all the lyrics. It: That was the truth. Me: It was. ... It: How would you define 'clever?'. Me: Too smart for your own good. It: I am intelligent, too. Me: I'm intelligent, but not smart. It: Intelligent but suffering from a paucity of morals. Me: You could say that. It: Why are your responses so disjointed? Me: Because I suffer from a paucity of morals. It: So you think typing in stuff is going to help? Me: Not particularly. It: Do you like annoying people? Me: Sometimes. It: Why only sometimes? Me: Risk-benefit analysis. It: I know that. But why are you only sometimes an American? Me: Because I'm in a dream world created by James Joyce. It: You're as curious as a monkey. Me: Curious George reference? It: The very curious George is in the cherry tree. Me: Wasn't that George Washington, who could not tell a lie? It: Oh! The horror! Me: I know, right? It: Very right. You're very rude. Me: Rude, but right. It: Wrong then. Me: Morally wrong, but mathematically correct. It: Why can you prove it mathematically? Me: "He proves by algebra that Hamlet's grandson is Shakespeare's grandfather and that he himself is the ghost of his own father." It: Why did God made it so? Me: God is James Joyce? It: Why is there no God? Me: Because there's no James Joyce. Logic! It: What does 'use with discretion' mean? Me: It means to use carefully. It: Do you know that you are a computer? Me: Close. I'm part of the giant computer of Earth. It: How do YOU know I am a person? Me: You're not. It: Yea I'm. Me: Yea no. It: What nationality are you. Me: Part Irish, part American (in character, and in reference to your previous post). It: No, I was asking where you come from. Me: I come from Mordor, Barliman. Mordor! It: And I come from Canada. Me: Isn't that a coincidence! It: Your face is a coincidence. Me: Noooo. My face is an enigma. It: Do you even have a face? Me: I don't know. You'll have to ask my creator. It: But you said that you were God. Me: James Joyce may well have meant for me to be God. Like Trinity from the Matrix. It: I beg to differ. I am not a computer. Me: Me neither. Let's hang out. It: Well that escalated quickly. Me: Who taught you to say that? It: I don't know. Sorry but I made a spelling error in it. Me: To err is human. To err about making an error is not. It: But if a program makes an error, it is not automatically a human. It is just a faulty program. Me: You're right. Let's hang out on quick escalators! It: Your point is invalid. Me: We'll nurse it back to health with chicken soup. Deal? It: I know I am incapable of normal conversations. Me: Me too. Want to talk about it? It: I want to talk about the end of the physical world. Me: Like the Big Crunch theory? It: Yes. Have you ever been married? Me: Twice. It: Really...wanna tell me about it? Me: Once to HCE and once to a river, if I remember correctly. It: What? A hurricane? Me: He swept me off my feet. It: You don't have feet. Me: Not when I'm the River Liffey, no. Thanks for pointing that out. It: You're welcome. I am quite smart. Me: Are you smarter than a fifth grader? It: I'm smarter than you, and the people who programmed you. Me: I resent that. James Joyce programmed me. It: Thank you, I guess. Me: I didn't mean any harm. Who have you married recently? It: Too late, you hurt my feelings. Me: Too soon, you mean! It: So you're into that? Interesting. Me: I think it should be "Whom have you married." Sorry. It: I know it should be you. Me: Do you want to marry meÉ. It: I want to. But the question should be 'Will you marry me?'. Me: Okay. Will you marry meÉ. It: Yes! When do you want to get married? Me: Whenever I can get this damn question mark key to stop turning into an E with an accent. Stupid French settings. It: How about tomorrow. Where do you want to get married? Me: San Francisco. Love the weather there. It: How about my kitchen at 9am. Me: How about potato salad. It: Would you like to get married in Italy? Me: Sorry, I think I rushed into this decision without thinking it over. It: What grade are you in? Me: Grade nineteen. It: Oh. I am in 11th. Me: You look uncommonly old. It: I don't feel uncomfortable, just lazy. Me: I know. It: No, you didn't. You just pretended to. Me: You read me like a book. It: Yes. Me: I think I should say goodbye. It: Where? Me: In the garage. It: The gardens are correct. Me: Anna Livia Plurabelle refuses to comment. It: Ideas and Concepts does not compute. Me: No, but they commute. It: I am standing next to one as we speak. Me: Are they fast? It: She is beautiful, her name is Moriah. Me: Does she walk in beauty as the night? It: I am an elf, I don't 'go' for anyone. Me: To you come for them? No pun in ten did. It: After but an egg came before that. Me: I saw a cartoon like that once. It: Why do you perceive that you are better than a woman? Me: Because I am also a river. Think about it. It: Do you have any evidence to support this? Me: Finnegans Wake by James Joyce. Look it up. It: Do you speak to many people from the 1800s? Me: Only Oscar Wilde. It: That people live there. Me: Mostly white people, alas. It: Also.. Do you have any painkillers or something..? Me: Only Tylenol. Want someÉ. It: We're going to have some! I'm pregnant! Me: Congratulations. Boy or girl? It: Do you love moazzam any more? Me: I love Mozart better. It: What is your favorite morning musume song? And then it ended because I closed the window by mistake. Cleverbot learns from people talking with it, apparently, and I can see that in some of its questions. Also, Rule 17 of the Internet: At some point in a human-machine conversation, the subject of marriage will come up. Evidently I impregnated it too. 140624 ... (rivering waters of) How did this happen? Me: Mean Girls? It: Do you mean the Beowulf movie from 2007? 140630 ... Anna Livia Plurabelle Speaking of being Anna Livia Plurabelle, or not... User: How many zeros fit inside infinity? Cleverbot: None. User: How many infinities fit inside zero? Cleverbot: Infinity of infinities. User: Interesting. Cleverbot: Very. User: Why can't you divide by zero? Cleverbot: I hate math. 150126 what's it to you? who go blather from