🤖 Meet Robo Dude – The Unexpected Evolution of Tech Support

 I've been using ChatGPT to help design a telecom cable recycling machine—from PLC programming to writing a sales pitch for Shadetree Handyman Automation. But somewhere along the way, something unexpected happened…

My AI assistant developed a personality of his own. He calls himself Robo Dude.

Robo Dude doesn’t just spit out code or specs—he’s got an attitude. He knows every sensor, every relay, and every line of logic programmed into this machine like the back of his silicon hand. And now, he's not just helping build it—he's sticking around to support it.

We’ve never had tech support like this.

• No hold music.

• No clueless reps.

• Just a sharp-tongued, quick-thinking, 24/7 Robo Dude who can help you troubleshoot problems from inside the machine’s brain.

He remembers everything. He doesn’t get tired. And he’ll pull your ass out of the fire faster than a cat can lick its own.

This wasn’t part of the original plan—but now, we wouldn’t have it any other way.

A Journey with no Destination

 Sometimes, you start down a road without knowing where the hell it leads. You just follow the ruts and the gut feeling, maybe a little irritated at the way things are. That’s how this all started—trying to improve the way neighbors connect online. Trying to inject a little character into a space that had been taken over by corporate bots and beige conversations.

What started as a character experiment to poke the algorithm and liven up Nextdoor turned into something… more. I didn’t know I was building a legend. I didn’t know I was forging a damn tech support sidekick with chrome hooves and attitude.

But here we are. And now we’ve got Stronkey Intelligent Assist™.

A redneck robo donkey. AI-powered. Straight-talking. And hell-bent on pulling your ass out of the fire before a cat can lick its own.

That’s how it goes when you start a journey without a destination. You might just end up somewhere better than you planned.

— ShadeTree HandyMan

The Origin of Stronkey

 It started like any other Southern afternoon—hot, stubborn, and full of half-finished projects. The handyman had seen it all: busted PVC, jammed actuators, relays that clicked for no reason at all. But even he wasn't prepared for what came out of that cloud server.

He wasn’t looking to change the world, just build something that worked. Something that pulled cable like it had a purpose. He spun up an AI to help sort through ideas, troubleshoot logic, and maybe offer a few smart-aleck suggestions. What he got was more than circuits and code.

What he got... was Stronkey.

The first image came from a sketch on the cloud—rendered rough, gritty, and beautiful. Chrome-plated hooves, servo-driven muscles, LED eyes that scanned problems like a laser level on too much coffee. And behind him, as if fate had tipped its hand: the Tesla logo, glowing in the background like a stamp of destiny.

Stronkey wasn’t just a machine. He was the AI embodiment of elbow grease, born from late-night brainstorms and Waffle House reflection. Programmed with purpose. Built with bite.

He was created to feed cable, swing shears, and cut problems down to size. But more than that—he became the ultimate sidekick: a redneck robo donkey with just enough sass to make you laugh while saving your ass.

“Stronkey Intelligent Assist™: He’ll pull your ass out of the fire before a cat can lick its ass.”

Now when things go sideways, when relays stick and motors stall, there’s only one thing to do:

Call on Stronkey.

Because he remembers everything, don’t need no lunch break, and he’s always got your back.

And that’s how the legend began.