Today in my college seminar (which mostly consists of watching bad sci-fi movies and writing the occasional paper) we went to the robotics lab. There was one robot taller than I am with pneumatic joints in his arms that kind of frightened me and made me think that we are a regrettably long way away from having Jude Law sexbots.
There was also a more personable robot named Electro who had some speech software--you type and he speaks--so I got to hear a robot say in a broken, British-accented voice, "I like sparkly danceboys," and, "JC Chasez is a pretty kitten." I tried to contain my squees of joy, while my classmates rolled their eyes at me and typed in more conventional things like, "In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth," and, "Like a virgin, touched for the very first time."
There was also a more personable robot named Electro who had some speech software--you type and he speaks--so I got to hear a robot say in a broken, British-accented voice, "I like sparkly danceboys," and, "JC Chasez is a pretty kitten." I tried to contain my squees of joy, while my classmates rolled their eyes at me and typed in more conventional things like, "In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth," and, "Like a virgin, touched for the very first time."