the time it would take for a typing monkey to replicate Shakespeare’s plays, sonnets and poems would be longer than the lifespan of our universe.
Which means that while mathematically true, the theorem is “misleading”, they said.
Gotta read the articles 👍
I sometimes use an LLM to “tidy up” my work and paste a bunch of writing in to see if it comes up with anything better. Some parts it will, others it won’t, and I’ll use or tweak some of it. I wonder if that counts? It’s all my work going in, but it’s using other people’s work to make adjustments.
Ah, fuck it
nooom nom nom
I get the same impact, but different response. When I see people in trouble, I have to help. I even started surf life rescue at 12 after saving a few people over time while surfing. It hasn’t stopped and I did more and more, wanting to he a combat medic. The adrenaline that surges seeing trouble is uncontrollable. I do anything short of pure stupidity to save a life and realised it’s a rare trait to have it that extreme, so wanted to ensure it was being put to use.
I hate seeing trauma and my reaction is to fix it at whatever cost. So, much respect to your surgeon friend, I totally get her.
I have friends like this and with my lifestyle and history of emergency response, I can’t fathom it. Apart from trained hygiene precautions, my brain just never reacts to blood apart from it being an indicator of the next actions to take to keep as much of it inside as possible. I’ve had a shower off a firetruck to get blood off—clothes ruined, still washing blood out of my hair once I got home—but training kept those two alive in time for paramedics to arrive. That’s all my brain thought about. They found out and my buddy and I got a call from the hospital to meet them ♥️
But then I have another friend that gets queasy seeing a scratch and has passed out from a needle…
Some of us just have very different survival instincts. Fight or flight seem to both work very well so long as you’re one of the other. But they certainly can’t understand each other.
And second degree burning is blistering. Could’ve been as simple as leaning against a truck exhaust.
Edit: Oh, I stand corrected. It is blistering at most.
Seen these on Jay Leno’s Garage. Cars used to come with them and were intended to be used for picnics and whatnot.
Y’all have to use ISP provided modems?
I’ll assume east Asians. As you head not too far away from the Pacific, the rest of Asia starts needing deodorant quite badly.
Go a step before that. Why’d God put the tree there in the first place?
God created sin, introduced it to humanity, and ensured evil would spread across the earth.
Christ, if that’s too spicy for dadjokes, I can only assume none of them actually had dads or are dads. It’s lame, it’s terrible, it’s irrelevantly dark, it’s embarassing, it’s punny. It’s quintessentially a dad joke
Another week, another demand for ceasefire.
The rhetoric needs to switch to “Superpowers continue to fail at any influence over ceasefire.”
Various “extreme” sports
I guarantee you that there are things you think are for real that aren’t. So to disregard shared values for sake of a specific one of these things is…interesting. May your ex’s continue with their good fortune.
Haha. I think my bone density is fine, I just ask a lot more of them than normal…
Bones: “This could break us.”
Brain: “Yeah, “could” but won’t. I got you.”
collective being does a thing that will be amazing or moronic depending on outcome in the next few seconds
I’ve broken a lot of bones.
Get him stuff that helps the family so he doesn’t feel useless and guilty. That’s number 1. It’s awful to feel like a burden to everyone, and that doesn’t go away no matter what is said to you.
Second, stretch bands to put around limbs and pull. It feels amazing. You don’t realise how little you move and how little muscle you use while subconsciously “nursing” a broken bone.
Something insanely complex that involves both arms to use or solve. It’s just funny as shit. But also, I swear I recover faster.
Fun games. Loveable characters. A flambuent torturer hosting Wheel of Tortune.
That’s how I always thought it. Even if I did get with them, I’d be with someone that doesn’t want me. How miserable for both of us.
Then it’s time to go find someone like that person that does like me. Could be passing them every day and wouldn’t know if I’m still hung up on the impossible.
Whoah, whoah, whoah… Big critical thinker here thinks the paper is about disproving a thought experiment?
You understand that this is impossible? Even if it were attempted, such a venture is more a philosophical one, not a mathematicians forte.
Obviously the paper is not looking at that, it’s doing math
That needing to be pointed out to you is… Well you’ll have to excuse me if I don’t waste my energy “critically thinking” yet 👍