Turing machines! The halting problem! Computability! Breaking Enigma! The Turing test!
I love it when you talk dirty.
Tara: That was funny if you've studied Taglarin mystic rites and... are a total dork... Riley: Then how come Xander didn't laugh?
'Selfless'
Natter 40: The Nice One
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
amych - Nov 22, 2005 5:21:47 pm PST #6561 of 10006
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
Allyson - Nov 22, 2005 5:27:12 pm PST #6562 of 10006
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica
Hairpats! Need hairpats! Bad day. Terrible day. Getting worse.
tommyrot - Nov 22, 2005 5:27:30 pm PST #6563 of 10006
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
To me, the weirdest thing is that the brain takes into account the lighting of the area when you see colors. Sometimes the lighting is different than what the brain thinks (due to, say, a yellow or brown light bulb in a basement), causing the person to see an object the wrong color. Then when the person realizes what color the lighting is, all of a sudden the person will see the object the correct color.
Some digital cameras try to figure out the lighting of a scene (natural, incandescent, fluorescent , etc) and adjust the image accordingly. If the camera is wrong, the whole picture is tinted some weird color. The brain does the same thing, but it's almost always right in its adjustment.
tommyrot - Nov 22, 2005 5:28:38 pm PST #6564 of 10006
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
How do you accidentally put poison on your apple?
Someone shoots it with a poison arrow? Hamlet's uncle is doing a little testing?
Sue - Nov 22, 2005 5:29:12 pm PST #6565 of 10006
hip deep in pie
Aw, Allyson, wasn't the pretty scientist today? Was that yesterday?
Trudy Booth - Nov 22, 2005 5:31:28 pm PST #6566 of 10006
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
Hairpats! Need hairpats! Bad day. Terrible day. Getting worse.
It is particularly pretty hair to pat...
Strega - Nov 22, 2005 5:31:59 pm PST #6567 of 10006
Another heartwarming Thanksgiving message from Mr. Ellis. Mostly because this bit:
Why don’t the Americans give each other blankets as Thanksgiving gifts?reminded me... a friend reports that they do sell blankets at the Smithsonian's spiffy new Museum of the American Indian.
I imagine the store clerks have heard every joke about that 500 times now.
Allyson - Nov 22, 2005 5:32:46 pm PST #6568 of 10006
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica
Yesterday was pretty scientist. Today was stress so hard it crawled right up my back and twisted my spine with its icy fingers, and then there was a car accident on the way home, so I sat in traffic, bleeding the monthly tax on being female, and now I have to do laundry, find a way to pack potatoes, and my neighbor who is supposed to feed my cat is MIA and I need to give her a key.
Emily - Nov 22, 2005 5:35:19 pm PST #6569 of 10006
"In the equation E = mc⬧, c⬧ is a pretty big honking number." - Scola
How do you accidentally put poison on your apple?
His mother said it was caused by improper storage of chemicals. I guess maybe he ate it in a lab? I don't know.
Nutty - Nov 22, 2005 5:35:36 pm PST #6570 of 10006
"Mister Spock is on his fanny, sir. Reports heavy damage."
That could be a topic for a slow afternoon - rate the suicides of famous intellectuals by how cool the suicide was.
I remember reading over my mother's shoulder when she was working on a poetry syllabus once, and realizing that you could have a whole trimester-long class on Female Poets in the 20th Century Who Killed Themselves.
Okay, it was really a matter of discovering on the same day that Virginia Woolf, Anne Sexton, and Sylvia Plath had all done themselves in, as opposed to being hit accidentally by garbage trucks or dying of old age surrounded by eccentric grandchildren.