My Word That's Odd

There’s two strange things I’d like to tell you about this morning -

First, I had a bloody nose in my sleep last night. This is the first time I’ve ever had a bloody nose at night and not woken up right before­hand to catch it. I’m not sure which case (do you tend to catch it or not?) is more com­mon for peo­ple, but I guess I’ve had a sixth sense for when a nose-​bleed was about to start, and it was strong enough to wake me up if nec­es­sary. But alas, no longer… my pil­low­case is more red than white now.

Sec­ond, and prob­a­bly of more con­cern to every­one else out there… Wired notes that a Japan­ese wine-​tasting robot iden­ti­fied human flesh as bacon. Appar­ently the robot is pro­grammed to iden­tify wine bot­tles with­out open­ing them, but when a reporter stuck his hand in the robot’s mouth, it announced that he was bacon. A cam­era­man tried and was found to be made of prosciutto.

… it’s like my body already knows and is drain­ing itself in an attempt to please our new human-​eating robot overlords.