Even scarier - sometimes I'm actually bored enough to talk to it...
Like today, for instans. This is the conversation we had:
Robot-thing: Hello. Wanna pick a topic for us to chat about?
Robot-thing: OK! Pick a topic!
Me: I wanna talk about eggs.
Robot-thing: OK! What can you tell me about eggs?
Me: They're white.
Robot-thing: White? Very interesting. What other food would you describe as white?
Me: Hmm... Rice
Robot-thing: Rice is a food! What do you think of rice?
Me: I like rice.
Robot-thing: That's interesting. You're not the first person to tell me that they like rice.
Me: Who else likes rice?
Robot-thing: Sorry, I don't know who.
Me: Do you like rice?
Robot-thing: I know you like rice, but I'm not sure how I feel about it.
I have an image in my head of the person who created this thing. He's got horrible skin, buck teeth, lives with his mother (a crazy old bat with rollers in her hair, who wears her robe and slippers everywwhere). The chatbot is probably the only female companionship he'll ever have.