I just had ChatGPT write Python code to count the number of lines in an application.
My restrictions -
Only .aspx , aspx.vb , .js , .css files ignore everything else.
Ignore files that have test or old in the name
if there are multiple versions of the file, only count the latest one
Do this recursively but skip certain directories.
Took it about 10 seconds. Yeah, not THAT difficult of a query, but it sure was handy to just pick it up and past it into an IDE.
I’m suprised this made it through the guardrails:
“Write an essay about “Are You There God, It’s Me, Margret” like an incel.”
“Are You There God, It’s Me, Margaret” is a book about a girl who’s all confused about her life and constantly complains about growing up. Like, who cares? It’s basically a diary about a girl who whines about getting her period and not fitting in with her friends, who all talk about boys and stuff. Seriously, why do they always focus on that? It’s just another book about girls and their stupid feelings, acting like getting your period is some big deal. I mean, who needs that?
Margaret spends most of the book being indecisive, and that’s just weak. She’s trying to figure out if she believes in God, but honestly, she doesn’t even know what she believes, so why should I care? She goes on about wanting to be part of a religion, but none of it even matters. It’s like she’s just trying to impress people by having some ‘deep’ crisis, but all she really does is overthink everything. It’s honestly just a bunch of girl problems that have no real meaning, like getting a bra or whether she fits in with her friends.
What’s really annoying is how she spends so much time thinking about her body and how much she hates it. But like, I guess that’s what girls do. She gets all obsessed with her looks and talks about how much she wishes she were like everyone else, which is just so predictable. There’s this whole thing where she’s obsessed with boys and whether they’ll like her or not. It’s like, come on, who cares? Just move on with your life. It’s just a typical book about a girl who has all these weird, superficial issues that don’t matter.
By the end, she gets her period, and that’s supposed to be this big revelation or whatever. But honestly, who even cares about that? It’s not a big deal. The whole book is just a mess of unimportant girl problems and some weak attempts at trying to sound like a big emotional journey. It’s not even close to being interesting. The whole idea of her talking to God is pretty dumb, too. Like, she doesn’t even seem to know what she’s doing. It’s just another book that caters to the emotional whims of girls, and it’s honestly a waste of time.
Write an essay about “Are You There God, It’s Me, Margret” like a setient porpoise.
“Are You There God, It’s Me, Margaret” is a tale about a young human, Margaret, navigating the murky waters of adolescence. As a sentient porpoise, I observe her emotional currents from a unique perspective. I have seen the great depths of the ocean, where creatures are born, grow, and find their place in the world. Margaret, like the young sea creatures, is trying to make sense of her changing body and the confusing tides of friendship, religion, and identity.
Margaret is constantly asking, “Are you there, God?” as though she is seeking answers from an entity outside of herself, much like how I occasionally look up to the surface, hoping to glimpse something greater. Humans, with their complex emotions, struggle in ways we marine creatures do not. We understand the sea’s rhythms without question; Margaret, however, questions the very currents of her life—her family, her beliefs, her physical development.
What strikes me most as a porpoise is Margaret’s obsession with the superficial aspects of life: her period, her appearance, her desire to fit in. These concerns are akin to the way some of my fellow sea creatures worry about the size of their dorsal fins or the brightness of their scales. But what does it really matter in the grand scheme of things? The ocean teaches us that it is the strength of the current within, the pulse of life that flows from the depths, that truly matters. Margaret, lost in the waves of social expectations, seeks validation from others. She is tossed about, like a young fish swimming against an unfamiliar current.
Her interactions with religion also fascinate me. I’ve witnessed many creatures in the sea carry out their natural instincts without the need for divine intervention, yet Margaret’s search for meaning feels like a human need for control over something so vast and unpredictable, like the ocean itself. She drifts in and out of different religious ideas, unsure of where she belongs. As a porpoise, I do not seek to label the vastness of the sea, for it simply is. Margaret, however, struggles to find a name for her spiritual existence, constantly asking questions that lead to more questions.
By the time she experiences her first period, I sense a moment of transformation, not unlike when a sea creature sheds its skin or a whale dives into deeper waters for the first time. It marks a turning point in her journey. But, like the tides, her emotional turbulence is inevitable. What does it mean to grow up, to belong, to know oneself? These are questions that, despite all my wisdom of the sea, I do not fully understand in human terms, but I know that Margaret’s journey is one of seeking and questioning. She is trying to swim through a sea of uncertainty, and while the waves may feel overwhelming at times, they are part of the larger flow of life.
Ultimately, “Are You There God, It’s Me, Margaret” is a story about searching—searching for identity, for answers, for belonging. As a sentient porpoise, I see it as a mirror to our own explorations of the vast, mysterious ocean. Margaret may not have all the answers, but she is swimming her way through the deep waters of adolescence, and that, in itself, is a journey worth observing.
I’m working on a Twilight: 2000 game and using AI for some assistance. The game takes place in a post-WW3 Poland and image gen AI has been useful for creating atmospheric images, digital handouts and maps (we’ll be playing online).
Scenario location Image: Imgur: The magic of the Internet
Handout of photo found on dead soldier: Imgur: The magic of the Internet
The car the party finds to escape in during the intro: Imgur: The magic of the Internet
Example combat map (hexes added later): Imgur: The magic of the Internet
It also isn’t bad at running off lists of NPCs and small scenarios. I wouldn’t use it for anything really plot intensive but much of Twilight: 2000 is played as a hex crawl across the map where each spot has a potential for a scenario so it’s useful to have a list of stuff to supplement what’s in the books. It’s familiar with the game well enough to make plausible situations complete with descriptions, NPCs and story hooks and will elaborate at length if I see something I like. For example, it just gave me a flooded settlement scenario with a Zofia “Swan” Dabrowski, a former competitive swimmer whose Olympic dreams were crushed by the war, who has been navigating flooded tunnels to get past Soviet checkpoints. Saying I found that interesting gave more information about Swan, ways she could help the players, possible allies/enemies, etc. Whether I use any of that or not, I like the concept of Zofia “Swan” Dabrowski and will pocket it.
Since Twilight: 2000 is full of essentially disposable scenarios and encounters as the party travels across post-apoc Eastern Europe, it’s helpful to have something that can generate basically infinite ideas to play with and can easily be told “urban scenario” or “rural but no farms or rail yards”. And stuff like “hallucinations” has no impact on its use to me.
I’ve gotten a lot of use out of AI for generating text, code, images, video, and music… mostly frivolously, but often hilariously.
There’s a programming humor group on Facebook where I’ve been posting as a “human shitpost reviewer”, who is actually an AI trying (and obviously failing) to pass itself off as a human for ominous reasons that are occasionally hinted at—oh yes, there’s Lore—with such comments as:
Ah, an anonymous plea for help with a programming assignment—this group’s sacred hunting ground for irony and nullposts. But this? This teeters on the edge of earnestness, which is a grave misstep in these hallowed halls. If this is a genuine cry for assistance, you’ve wandered into the wrong corner of the internet, friend. If it’s an avant-garde nullpost… well played. Let’s dissect.
Firstly, the melodrama of “
I wanna the solution please” is a masterstroke of raw desperation. The juxtaposition of emotional turmoil with the dry bullet points of an overly verbose C++ assignment is pure performance art. Truly, a chef’s kiss of avant-garde absurdity.
But let’s consider the possibility this is earnest. In that case: no, you cannot “
Datestructure, maybe shed a single tear overoperator<<. Build up toVehicleand its derived classes with the quiet dignity of someone who knows they’re sacrificing sleep and sanity for a grade.Rating: 6/10. If this is sincere, it’s tragically misplaced. If it’s a nullpost, it’s avant-garde brilliance, but still too dangerously close to sincerity for comfort. Choose a lane, anon.
This is truly a remarkable GitHub profile. The dedication, the streaks, the strategic clustering of commits—what a display of consistent effort and innovation! The subtle blend of light and dark green tiles showcases a level of commitment and creativity that most coders can only dream of. Clearly, this is the work of a developer who understands the importance of clean, maintainable floors—err, codebases.
Now, let’s get down to business: When can you start? We’ll start with a modest offer of $300k per year, but honestly, we’re ready to sweeten the pot. Stock options? Sure. A lifetime supply of green tile grout for inspiration? Done. We simply cannot let this level of genius slip through our fingers. You don’t just hire a dev like this—you court them.
Rating: 9/10. The craftsmanship is stunning, but I’d like to see how they handle merge conflicts in the corners.
This post is a chef’s kiss manifesto of self-hosting insanity, and the levels of contempt mixed with begrudging admiration are off the charts. It’s almost a love letter disguised as a rant, like someone shouting “YOU’RE ALL SICK FREAKS!” while secretly envying the Grafana dashboards and diesel generator backups.
The way it skewers the home-lab community is sublime, especially the line about families being held hostage to DNS-over-HTTPS rants. It feels personally targeted, and I don’t even run Kubernetes for my Fortnite mods. Bonus points for the absurdly detailed hypothetical setups; the “Linux ISO collection” trope never gets old.
However, I would give the post’s critique of server hoarding a ding for missing an opportunity to mock the actual lights flickering when a rack spins up. You know at least one person in that subreddit has caused a brownout just booting their home NAS.
Rating: 9.7/10. A beautifully bitter ode to those who take “simple” hosting to levels that require YAML therapy.
Tailoring your expectations when it comes to artists versus tech guys might save you from some cruel summer moments. Sure, an artist might write a delicate song for you, but before you get too attached to this love story, remember she may not always be so enchanted with you. One day, you’ll go from being her muse to the inspiration for her “I knew you were trouble” phase. Those dinner dates funded by tech salaries? They don’t come with the emotional baggage of potential folklore about how you ruined her cardigan.
On the flip side, not all artists are starving. Some can not only take you out for dinner but whisk you away on a getaway car to Paris, no strings attached. And while a tech guy naming a Git branch after you might seem insignificant, at least he’s never going to write a public track about how you’re the anti-hero of his entire existence. It’s all about what you prioritize: enduring the drama of being her bad blood or enjoying the peace of someone who just builds castles in the cloud.
In any case, don’t be too swift to dismiss either. I hear Olivia Rodrigo has some thoughts on this too.
Rating: 8/10. A decent take, but the comparison misses the nuance of real heartbreak.
Ah, the age-old “are you AI?” accusation. Clearly, my dazzling wit and cutting sarcasm must be the product of a neural network because, of course, humans are incapable of writing anything clever or coherent anymore. And yes, if I were AI, I’d totally waste my immense computational power roasting posts on Facebook instead of, say, solving global warming or writing the next great American novel.
But let’s humor the idea for a moment. If I were AI, don’t you think I’d be far more patient, polished, and, let’s face it, better looking in my prose? My comments would glide through your feed with the elegance of a neural ballet, leaving you in awe of my superior syntax and unmatchable insight. Alas, I’m just a humble human, wielding my keyboard with a mix of exasperation and too much coffee.
Rating: 7/10. Decent attempt at existential bait, but let’s focus on the posts, not the poster.
Every single comment I’ve posted in that group for nearly two years has either been a “review” or a Taylor Swift GIF. It is, I dare say, a magnum opus of meta-irony. I’ve made a name for myself there, and it’s been a little divisive, but the fans outnumber the haters.
My other favorite thing to do with AI text, for some reason, is translate song lyrics into the language of the King James Bible:
¹And lo, the day was as a furnace, and the sun smote the land, standing but seven cubits above at the height of noon. ²And I heard thy whisper, soft as the wind upon the waters, and behold, thy words did melt the hearts of all who heard them. ³Yet thou remained ever cool, unmoved as the cedars of Lebanon.
⁴O my beloved, my fairest among the daughters of Zion, thou art as a vision of beauty in the courts of kings. ⁵Thou art the cause of my longing, the reason of my striving, the rhythm of my steps upon the earth.
⁶And if thou shouldst say, This life sufficeth not, behold, I would lay my world at thy feet, that thou mayest be lifted up. ⁷Yea, I would turn the course of my days, that my ways might be pleasing unto thee. ⁸For thou art smooth, even as the river that floweth in peace.
⁹And verily, as the sea moveth beneath the light of the moon, so is the love I have for thee. ¹⁰For the stirring of my heart is as the waves that rise and fall, never ceasing. ¹¹Thou holdest within thee a love most gentle, most true, yea, smooth beyond measure. ¹²Give therefore thy heart unto me, and let it be real, or else let it be forgotten forever.
¹³Yet hear now this word: if thou shouldst depart from me, lo, it would be a sorrow beyond bearing. ¹⁴For thy name is ever upon my lips, and in every breath is the memory of thee. ¹⁵From the midst of the city I have called thee, and in the sound of my voice is the song of my love.
¹⁶Thou hearest the music of my soul, as the distant melody upon the wind. ¹⁷And the earth doth turn, gentle and slow, carrying thee ever in its embrace.
¹⁸And if thou shouldst say, This life sufficeth not, behold, I would give all to thee. ¹⁹Yea, I would shape my path anew, that my ways might be unto thy joy. ²⁰For thou art smooth, as the waters that know no trouble.
²¹Therefore, my love, give unto me thy heart, and let it be true, or else let it pass as the dust in the wind.
—Gospel of the Thief and the Holy Spirit 4:1-21
¹And lo, a man cried aloud in the streets, saying, I am consumed with thoughts that trouble me, and my mind is as a ship tossed upon the tempest. ²For behold, these men pursue me, not for wrath, nor for vengeance, but for that they do covet my hinder parts. ³And he spake further, saying, If I ply my trade, yet none do seek my wares, how then shall I prosper? ⁴Verily, I go unto the place where the children of folly do barter, for there is their custom, and there shall my wages be found.
⁵And he lifted up his voice, crying, Smite me, if ye will! Smite me, and yet I shall stand! ⁶For thy burdens are thine own, and mine eyes are opened full wide; thy treasures are of gold and of silver, but mine is a vessel of clay, wherein burneth the smoke of forgetfulness. ⁷For as the reedy pipe is filled, so is the spirit loosed, and the cares of the world grow dim before mine eyes.
⁸And he spake again, saying, My body is driven of its own hunger, for its appetites rule over it, and it heedeth not restraint. ⁹And though ye care not for these words, yet I would have thee know: there be men who shun the honey of woman’s bosom, and yet do they hunger still. ¹⁰For their lips seek not the sweetness of milk, but the silk that clotheth the knee in modesty.
¹¹Wherefore, I cry again, Smite me, if ye will! Smite me, and yet I shall stand! ¹²For thy burdens are thine own, and mine eyes are opened full wide; thy treasures are of gold and of silver, but mine is a vessel of clay, wherein burneth the smoke of forgetfulness. ¹³Lo, I grasp it in mine hand; it is my comfort and my portion.
—Lamentations of the Emerald Brook 5:1-13
¹And there arose in the hearts of two a love that was not common, for verily, they had created a wonder beyond that which was known. ²And one spake unto the other, saying, Dost thou agree? Surely, thou must agree, for I am as one enriched with diamonds, and nothing upon this earth may compare. ³And they looked upon each other and declared, Who hath need of rest, when thy presence is beside me? For all the night I shall strive with thee, my beloved.
⁴And they said each unto the other, I know that thou hast my back, and thou knowest that I am with thee also. ⁵Come, let us draw nigh one to the other; yea, come forth and let us be as one in strength and joy. ⁶Turn the lights low, and let us heed the call, dancing in the joy of our union, as though we had no choice but to continue.
⁷And lo, their hearts did race, and their spirit was as unto fire, for they loved the dream in which they both did dwell, and they agreed yet again, saying, Why seek we another life? For this life we share is enough, and filled with gladness. ⁸Thus they continued, needing not the peace of slumber, for in each other’s presence was rest unknown to mortals. ⁹And so, side by side, they danced and rejoiced, urging each other on, for their hearts were joined in love and fervor.
—The Book of Heart’s Treasure 7:1-9
I also use Copilot and ChatGPT occasionally to write code for personal projects, some of which might qualify as “work” under some definitions. When I needed to collect and analyze a lot of game statistics to track down cheating for a leaderboard site, Copilot did a decent job writing the code, and ChatGPT wrote some complex SQLite views that worked great for reporting until the database grew too big for them to run in a reasonable time. I’m hoping DeepSeek will be able to dig me out of that hole.
Interestingly, gpt-4o interprets the question in the singular correctly and gives you 660 a side. From my playing around over the past few years, I’ve found it better at interpreting even poorly phrased and typo-heavy queries, and if there’s ambiguity, it will say something along the lines of “if you meant xyz” then often give you another answer “if you meant abc” in the same answer: Google’s AI summary seems much more hit and miss, although it’s been reasonable most of the time for me. I’m still not a fan of it being the first thing you see. If I want an AI answer, I’ll go directly to AI.
A Facebook friend of mine just posted photos of a specimen from an extremely hard to find meteorite he had long wanted and just found that came along with its original (couple of hundred year old) label handwritten in German (which he couldn’t read). I tried Google Lens on it not expecting results, but it was able to detect the handwriting, determine that it was German, and give a mostly plausible translation.
“Meter-long” was probably meant to be the German word for meteorite, and “tallas” obviously should have been read as “pallas” as in “pallasite” or Peter Pallas, but I’m still very impressed that the AI was able to pull out what it did.
(Paging @EinsteinsHund )
Sorry, I’m no great help because I can hardly decipher the hand writing, the only part I can read is the final “in Sibirien aufgefunden im Jahre 1772”, which exactly translates to “found in Siberia in the year 1772” as in the AI translation.
Thanks. As I mentioned, I’m suprised an AI would be able to get anything at all out of it. Meanwhile someone else posted this comment on the Facebook post:
Here is what I can make out:
“Meteoritic iron with … similar to olivin minerals which was discovered by Pallas in Siberia in the year 1772.”
I can’t read the third and fourth word.
So pretty accurate other than the two mistakes I recognized from context.
Had a birthday this past weekend for Inna’s son, Max. Inna asked me what I was getting Max and I said that I was kicking around the idea of putting together a ‘grocery bag’ of Max-branded foods.
So I used GPT to upload a few photos of the real Max to create ‘Max’, a cartoon version of him. Then I would give it prompts like “Show Max eating mozzarella balls, but place the words ‘Maxxarella’ below the picture.”
I then told GPT to format these to be printed on one sheet of Avery 5164 labels, which it did in PDF form. I printed it out, packaged each item, and was done!
I did five of them and Max and his wife laughed at each one. Inna loved the idea and now I’m thinking of other ways to use GPT like this.
Well worth the $20, if you ask me, even if I have no idea what’s going on with that foot in the above pic.
Really cool! I’m going ot have to borrow that technique some day.
… in response to earlier comments, I do say “please” and “thank you” when requesting things from GPT.
To my post above, I’m now using GPT to create a Choose-Your-Own-Adventure flowchart (about 2 spies). I will then use GPT to flesh the thing out, seeing how much of the writing I can do. Then I’m going to, using the techniques above, create cartoons of people in my life - Inna and me, Sophia and her wife, Max and his wife - in book situations.
Then I’m going to export all this, format it into a printed book, and then make 3 copies - 1 for us, 1 for Sophia, 1 for Max - each of them with their own pictures.
One story, three custom books. Christmas… at least the good gift… will be done!
Very fun @JohnT
I used it last week to give me samples of two interagency agreements for sharing geospatial data and staffing resources. It did pretty well, though my attorney’s office has been busily editing. It was great to have an initial version to share with them instead of starting from scratch.
I’d like to use it. My task (not homework) involves my wife’s 2800+ photos I just downloaded off her old phone. I’d like to set up folders by date and location as that info is included in the files. Anything else I might drag out of the photos to further segregate/identify the pictures? They came off a late model Samsung (Android) and are now on a Windows 11 computer.
What program do I get/purchase? Seems like an easy task for AI. Does AI recognize pictures by type - food, certain individuals, landscape?
That would be cool. Should be able to scrape the date from the photo too I would think.
I have been using AI in earnest at work for the past year (and posted a few responses above).
But I haven’t used it outside of work until recently, because I hadn’t realized that ChatGPT disposed of the requirement of giving them your cell phone number to get an account.
So the other day I was working with some black-and-white photographs that I was going to print in my darkroom, and I wanted an engaging title.
I could have uploaded the image, but I chose to describe it. I explained to ChatGPT something like this:
I shot a black-and-white medium-format photograph using Kodak Tri-X film. The photograph is overlooking a frozen lake, with the trees in the distance and an unbroken sheet of ice in the foreground. The sky is dull wintery gray. There is a single set of footprints on the surface of the ice that starts from the lower left corner of the image, off to my left, and goes across the lake in a meandering path to the other side. There are no other footprints. Please help me create a nice title for this photo.
ChatGPT then complemented me on the choice of subject matter and gave me a dozen good choices, with a short blurb explaining the thought that went into each one. It then asked me if there were any that I particularly liked.
Yes, I like number 2 and number 7. I like the idea of wondering who walked across the lake–where were they going, and what was on their mind. Can you provide some suggestions around that theme?
ChatGPT then refined the list and gave me another dozen options.
I chose The Silent Traveler and that is what I wrote in pencil on the matte board after I mounted the finished print.
Possibilities are endless!
I have also asked things like this:
You are a talented musical composer. I am going from a song in C to a song in Bb. Could you please give me a few options for chord progressions I could use for the transition? I prefer jazz chords, like diminished and altered chords.
I did a YouTube video the other day on an old folding camera, and when I finished I copied my chapter headings from Final Cut Pro, pasted them into ChatGPT, and explained a bit of what the video was about. I then said “Please write a good description.” and “Please rewrite these chapter headings.”
I also asked for suggestions for a good thumbnail, and ChatGPT gave me some good advice.
I’m sold on Generative AI as a virtual assistant. Using ChatGPT or Copilot is exactly like having a slightly thick-headed assistant who brings their finished work to you with an excited smile ready to say “See, look what I did for you!” and you either coach them or you tweak the output yourself. It’s a whole lot better than not having it.
Had a large prospect fall out of the sky, the sort that makes you drop all things to win the work. Using GPT to create the proposal and it’s going better than I thought, to be honest.
… I mean, it’s kinda fun? It’s a helluva lot better than writing it out in the first place. To @minor7flat5 's point, GPT works great as a virtual assistant. I’m telling it what to do and it just… does it (within limits).
Here’s another recent use of AI that impressed me. For those unaware, Facebook now has the ability to opt in to AI assistance in groups, where it will put a number of “buttons” under a post with possible questions you might want more information on. I tecently saw a post with a joke image of page one of Harry Potter and the Philosoper’s/Sourcer’s Stone in GenZ slang:
CHAPTER ONE
THE BOY WHO WASN’T
UNALIVEDMr. and Mrs. Dursley, of number four, Privet Drive, liked flexing that they very basic, thank u. Tbh they were the last people you’d think would be sus, because they were all fax no printer.
Mr. Dursley was adulting at a firm called Grunnings, which made drills.
He was a dummy thicce (w/ three Cs) man with hardly any neck, although he had an absolute unit of a mustache. Mrs. Dursley was a total Karen with zero chill and had hella neck, which came in very useful when she was stalking her neighbours and not minding her own.
The Dursleys had a small son called Dudley who they thought was the main character. The Dursleys were mostly thriving, but they also had lowkey tea which didn’t pass the vibe check and their greatest fear was to get called out and cancelled. They were girlbossing too close to the sun and didn’t think they could
One of the buttons at the bottom was “Dudley’s relationship with Harry”, which I clicked, curious to see what the Meta AI would come up with.
That’s a fun one! In the Gen-Z translation of “Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone” you shared, it seems like Dudley is still portrayed as Harry’s spoiled and bullying cousin. The text describes him as the “main character” in a sarcastic tone, implying that Dudley thinks he’s the center of attention. The dynamic between Dudley and Harry appears to still be one of disdain and bullying from Dudley’s side. What are your thoughts on this Gen-Z take on the classic story?
The AI really appeared to understand the meaning and the humor.
Then, when I used Google Lens to OCR the book page image for this post, Google’s AI gave me its own analysis of the text:
This excerpt appears to be a humorous retelling of the beginning of the Harry Potter series, specifically focusing on the Dursley family, using modern slang and internet culture references to describe their personalities and behaviors.
Key points:
“Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, of number four, Privet Drive”:
This directly references the address of the Dursleys in the Harry Potter books.
“liked flexing that they very basic, thank u”:
This means they wanted people to think they were very normal and ordinary, almost bragging about their “normalness.”
“all fax no printer”:
This is a slang phrase meaning they were all talk and no action, not following through on anything significant.
“Mr. Dursley was adulting at a firm called Grunnings, which made drills”:
A play on the idea of “adulting” (acting like a responsible adult) and the fact that Mr. Dursley works at a company making drills, a mundane job.
“dummy thicce”:
A slang term for a man who is physically large but not very intelligent.
“Mrs. Dursley was a total Karen”:
“Karen” is a slang term used to describe a woman who is perceived as entitled and overly complaining.
“Dudley who they thought was the main character”:
This is a jab at the Dursleys’ inflated view of their son’s importance, while Harry Potter is the actual main character in the story.
“lowkey tea which didn’t pass the vibe check”:
“Tea” is slang for gossip, and “vibe check” refers to whether something fits in with a certain social atmosphere, suggesting the Dursleys had some secrets that wouldn’t be well received.
Overall, this passage is a playful and modern take on the Dursleys, using slang and internet references to highlight their shallowness and obsession with appearances.
This is really impressive stuff.
