All the Shit You Can Make

You ask AI to help you make a website that chooses your hat.

It suggests a sensible hat.

“Absolutely not,” you say.

Together, you add a teapot, a traffic cone, and a small upholstered chair.

You press PICK MY HAT.

The pigeon gets the chair.

Your friends are having lunch.

Everyone is bringing potatoes.

You and AI make a page where people claim what they’ll bring.

Someone chooses bread. Someone chooses salad.

The pigeon signs up for seventeen potatoes.

You add a button marked WE HAVE ENOUGH POTATOES.

“Can we make a game where my dog is the mayor?”

AI helps you build it.

You add a little town, a biscuit counter, and a very important hat.

The mayor eats the budget.

You make that worth ten points.

Now it’s a feature.

You keep forgetting to water your fern.

So you make a tracker with AI.

Tap a leaf. Record a drink. See when you last remembered.

“Make the messages friendlier,” you say.

THANK YOU, WET GIANT.

You decide to keep that one.

Your friend went on a date with a man who brought his own gravy.

You ask AI to help turn it into a comic.

Readers choose what happens next.

Ask about the gravy?

Leave through the window?

The pigeon chooses gravy.

The pigeon always chooses gravy.

Your mother needs a website for her jam.

You and AI add pictures, prices, and a form for requests.

“Make the buttons bigger,” she says.

Bigger.

BIGGER.

She presses STRAWBERRY.

“Oh,” she says. “That’s much better.”

Nobody wants to clean the bathroom.

You make a chore wheel with AI.

It spins. It wobbles. It lands on your name.

You spin it again.

Your name.

The pigeon points at the code.

You have put your name in every box.

You make a storybook for a child who never finds her name in storybooks.

AI helps with the words. You choose what happens.

She captains a submarine. Her best friend is a potato.

Readers can visit the jellyfish or steal the moon.

You spend an hour getting the potato right.

It matters to her.

The pigeon needs a costume.

You and AI make a voting page.

Wizard?

Detective?

Tiny regional sales manager?

Your friends vote.

Sales manager wins by a landslide.

The pigeon would like to discuss your quarterly crumbs.

You make an invitation page for your birthday.

AI helps with the layout and the reply form.

You add the time, the place, and a dress code.

COME AS YOUR LEAST FAVOURITE VEGETABLE.

Twelve people say yes.

Six ask whether a mushroom counts.

You consult the pigeon.

You have a drawer full of lonely socks.

With AI, you make them a tiny museum.

Visitors can browse by colour, pattern, or how suspicious they look.

You add photographs. Little labels. A search box.

Your brother finds his missing sock.

The museum loses its finest exhibit.

“What shall we make next?”

You and AI build a button that mixes up ideas.

A bingo card for boring meetings.

A packing list for nervous pirates.

A recipe box for people who only own a spoon.

You send your friends the link.

They start making things too.

The pigeon requests a bigger chair.