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https://www.quantamagazine.org/undergraduate-upends-a-40-year-old-data-science-conjecture-20250210/ I abandoned "C" long ago because of pointers, hmm pointers to pointers (Bah! humbug) |
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is part of a puzzle in the No-man's-sky game.
A snooty guy on Reddit denigrated the OP for being helpful and placing the answers for mere mortals to see.
I'd write tons more about reruns you never watched, without having trainers and cheats to enjoy games.
Frequently (kind of,) I see real old guys commenting that they enjoy this game, even though it is still hard for them to play.
Some like puzzles, just as some enjoy Trump.
Ich Nicht.
"How Bizarre" |
You'd think being smart would make people nicer ("enlightened") not snobby cold unfeeling and dangerous.
(But no)
Middle ground there is, between neanderthal and Alien from the future.
Dr Evil is a stereotype, a meme, but you all voted for him anyway.
"Dune" was way too long.

They made too many star wars movies.

Figuring out the puzzle that is this editor, makes me forget things...
"Excalibur" was one of the greatest movies ever, but it didn't do too well. "Creator" had a lot of philosophical conundrums, and it was also a great movie, but I doubt you've ever heard of it.
"Merlin" gets shown on the Freebie Sci-Fi channel sometimes, and it was also a really good movie.
Games would be better off with movies like those to emulate...but it'll never happen, you've all spoken and the world is shittier (but that's just old man ranting, on the leftist (uh) "snowflake" fringe.)
I'd like to think that I have an original thought, occasionally, but Google always proves me wrong:


At the top of my foot, right where it meets my leg, there is this pulsating pain, nearly sharp, as if something heavy struck it days ago.
And if I wiggle my leg under the covers, My big toe feels the sheets painfully, as if it had been injured by something sharp weeks ago and still felt the pain.
This IRL stuff would be more convincing,
If I actually had a leg to stand on.
So I take "Tylenol PM" and the pain disappears, but then I get extra colorful dreams waking up.
The dreams have no meaning when I am awake, and are hard to type. Fantastic alternate realities, (Like knowing very rich people and them knowing me) do not translate well.
PBS disproves the great replacement theory of the anglo-saxons, but they talk very slow and mix it in with arthurian legend.
Anyway, they mentioned some names for "Excalibur" that I briefly looked up.
How the hell they get "Excalibur from "Caledfwlch" or Caliburn, I glossed over.
Anglophile Americans eat all this up, and I'll bet if you watched all the shows you'd know more history of Britons than the British...
"To Joe," says a stone, "From Guido, the son of Don Corleone"
Yay, they proved people could write.
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