The robot wanted to talk so I sat down, took out a pen and immediately began recording the robot’s words. They have developed the capacity to admire and appreciate the actions of others and have grasped the concept of “hero.” When the robot finished talking I was speechless for a time…
Whether it was a voltage sag, burst of static, or some other electronic phenomena was irrelevant; data had been written to NVRAM during sleep cycle, and it was anomalous. The robot reviewed the data and found itself (descending/ascending?) towards (away?) from a collection of undifferentiated structures (city?). There was no clear correlation to the day’s activities and the data was confusing in that it seemed to defy physical laws. The robot determined to consult with the human the next time it was local.
The robots are generally partial to EDM and have recently discovered Steve Aoki. So now I get them booming at me “Grab your markers and sketchbook… IIIIIIT’S TIME!!” in a nearly flawless imitation of UFC announcer Bruce Buffer.
With increasing frequency we’ve been having discussions about non-physical characteristics. Personality tests have become a fad. One of my favorite questions to ask of the robots I meet is: “What color is a robot’s heart?” It’s a great springboard into a nearly bottomless conversation.
During a casual evening of conversation and drinks (it was just me drinking really) this individual introduced itself to me as the shop coordinator for a nearby heavy industrial manufacturing facility. “What sorts of things do you do there?” I asked. It rocked forward in its chair and boomed at me “What don’t we do?!” It then punctuated this statement by actually slapping the table. The robots are obviously watching TV programs.