Maybe winter's gone on just a little too long, or maybe I've made that drive to MPL one too many times. With all the fuss about "Cowboy Poetry" over the last few days, I decided to program Emma to write it. And you know, she's not bad. A sample:
Pa wouldn't a cared
two markers on the hill
nothin but ashes.
Her randomly generated poems have been programmed to be full of hopelessness, despair, and loss. The results are quite interesting. Besides being fun, this is a good way to learn and to experiment with some more advanced ways of writing .aiml. (More advanced for me, that is.)
Stay tuned for updates. She might be writing "Pirate Poetry" next.