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Friday, December 20, 2024

On Wednesday, OpenAI launched a 1-800-CHATGPT (1-800-242-8478) telephone number that anyone in the US can call to talk to ChatGPT via voice chat for up to 15 minutes for free. The company also says that people outside the US can send text messages to the same number for free using WhatsApp.

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... Upon calling, users hear a voice say, "Hello again, it's ChatGPT, an AI assistant. Our conversation may be reviewed for safety. How can I help you?" Callers can ask ChatGPT anything they would normally ask the AI assistant and have a live, interactive conversation.

During a livestream demo of "Calling with ChatGPT" during Day 10 of "12 Days of OpenAI," OpenAI employees demonstrated several examples of the telephone-based voice chat in action, asking ChatGPT to identify a distinctive house in California and for help in translating a message into Spanish for a friend. For fun, they showed calls from an iPhone, a flip phone, and a vintage rotary phone. ...


#1 | Posted by LampLighter at 2024-12-18 10:32 PM | Reply

This AI stuff is amazing. I gave AI a task to write a poem about the past, the future and the present and make it about 30 lines. As soon as you press enter...it starts popping out with the words. I had it write several and here's my favorite it created. Then I chatted with it how it comes out to write this. What is it's basis. Amazing what software has been taught to do by some creative geniuses.

The Present's Plea

The past calls out, a haunting song,
Its echoes tell me I was wrong.
Each word, a thorn, each thought, a chain,
Binding me tight in its refrain.

The future looms, a shapeless mist,
A fragile hope, a clenched-tight fist.
It whispers fears, it breeds despair,
A silent weight I cannot bear.

Yet here I stand, between the two,
A fleeting now, so bright, so true.
But I, unseeing, turn my face,
And let the present slip to waste.

The sky is wide, the air is sweet,
The earth is steady beneath my feet.
Each moment blooms, a fragile flower,
Yet I ignore its fleeting power.

What good is sorrow for what's been lost?
What worth is fear for future cost?
When life exists in this brief spark,
Why dwell in shadows deep and stark?

The present speaks: "I am your friend,
I'll hold you here until the end.
Let go the chains of yesterday,
Release tomorrow, come and stay."

If I could heed this gentle voice,
And in its wisdom make my choice,
Perhaps I'd find the peace I seek,
The strength to stand, the grace to speak.

For time will pass, as time must do,
But in this moment, I am true.
A soul unbound, a heart at rest,
To live the now is to live my best.

#2 | Posted by BillJohnson at 2024-12-20 09:31 AM | Reply

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