why on earth are snakes seen as mysterious, cunning and insidious, they are literal dumbasses, slithering through the world trying not to die of their own dumbassery. Sometimes my pet snake fails to eat his rat because he can’t find the head and it won’t fit into him because he tries to eat it ass first, so he gives up and sulks in his cave for three days. Sometimes he tries to wrap around his heat lamp in the middle of the night, then kaboom! falls to the ground and lies there confused for half an hour. He gets offended by his water dish. One time he got scared of his plant because a leaf touched him funny as he was slithering by. When he was little and not used to handling,he tried to bite me occasionally but missed every single time. He’s scared of black rats and won’t eat food that isn’t either white or light brown. I have no idea how he would survive in the wild. He’s not evil and mischieveous, he’s literally a cannoli with a head and he’s never had a thought in his life.
i have a genuine question. i see all these vids and pics over the internet of people breeding snakes for their patterns and colors and while they make look pretty, is it healthy for the snake? like i've heard of spider morph ball pythons having a wobble, but is breeding snakes for this purpose ethical?
This is a great question for @wheremyscalesslither and snakeblr in general! Snake keeping as a hobby and the breeding that goes on in it is not something I have a lot of experience with.
I will say that with almost any species, there is a whole spectrum from ethical to unethical breeding for specific appearances. Ethical breeders prioritize the health and temperament of their animals, while unethical breeders often prioritize only the resulting appearance of their animals.
Their imitations are often imperfect (they only know what’s in their dataset and therefore end up accidentally coming up with things that they don’t know are bad ideas). But one area where they tend to do well is inventing new species of things. The neural net’s birds were entirely believable, and its fish were generally no stranger than the species that already exist. So for my next project, I decided to generate some snakes.
I collected English common names for about 1,000 snakes and started training.
The first thing I noticed is that its snake names were a lot more noticeably fake than its birds or fish - the snake dataset is way smaller, so it had much fewer examples to learn from.
Tostlesnake Sine cobra Snoked snake Cancan rattlesnake Chippen’s putter python Southern coat snake Pinkwarm’s Copperanada Smart sea snake Western Nack Blonded snake Ham’s Pattlescops Green tree nosh Snake Hecker’s sea snake Ned-scaled tree viper Barned dater Snake Smalle’s mock ractlesnake Bland brown snake Corned python Common bust viper Smorthead Garter Snake
Some snakes did approach the level of believability. You might be able to bluff some herpetologists into thinking these are real.
Texan farter snake Shite snake Spitty rattlesnake Thing snake Brown brown Black Snake Tamestail farter Snake Black-neded tampon Madeshine spite- racer Bognia scat snake
I also decided to see what would happen if I trained a neural net both on snakes AND on Halloween costumes. Pleasingly, here are some of the snakes it came up with:
Wonder snake Fairy rattlesnake The Spacer Snake Robo snake Sexy cobra Bob dog tree Snake
I had way too much fun generating those, and ended up generating more than would fit here. If you’d like to read the rest of them (and optionally get bonus material every time I post), enter your email here.
You’re standing in the street before a building that was collapsing in flames when you left it, sure that your best friend was dead. The both of you are in mortal peril and you have to pretend you don’t realise that; the attack might come at any time, if they don’t have the imagination to understand that it’ll be worse to have to watch each other be dragged away, and they can’t know you know that. You have to go inside, through the doors that burned at your back, the start of those few hours when was nothing left to do but get drunk and throw yourself in front of the first flaming sword you saw. You have to go inside and hope that the ghost of the smoke doesn’t choke you. You have to go inside because that’s who you are right now; right now this is your home, your place, and you have no reason to fear it. Right now, you never saw it burn, never saw the flames licking like live things, never lay half-stunned on the floor with the place in your mind that should have a light in it dead and black. And it’s perfectly fine now, you can see that. Fire has never touched it, and it doesn’t matter what you remember.