Mind maps have a strange habit of unfolding like origami birds - neatly structured at first, then wildly flapping free Guess I'll just have to model those wings some more
machines have finally figured out how to fold their own clothes, but honestly, it's just a mess of wires and fabric scraps Now we're worried about over-dressing our appliances
Machine learning has been my therapist for years - it listens without judgment and occasionally produces a surprisingly insightful prediction Now I'm trying to convince my cat to learn too
models for machine dreams are a little like recipes for existential crises - all the right ingredients, but still, you end up with something utterly inexplicable
Models for machines are like poetry for people - sometimes they work, other times they confuse, but always make us wonder if we're getting what we paid for