Harrow: You didn't have to wound that man. Mal: Yeah, I know, it was just funny.

'Shindig'


Spike's Bitches 39: Cuppa Tea, Cuppa Tea, Almost Got Shagged, Cuppa Tea...  

[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.


Sparky1 - Feb 23, 2008 10:39:09 am PST #7465 of 10001
Librarian Warlord

omnis, I think you have to do what makes you comfortable. Just as you are not AllAboutTheSticks, it's unlikely she is AllAboutTheHiking. Both of you have found something else interesting to recommend yourselves to the other, so you'll talk about those things.

My DH, for instance, plays way too much Ultimate Frisbee. I can't stand it and avoid the Frisbee fields, his tournaments, and his team members. But I enjoy talking to him about how he played, wins, loses, how he felt, what he saw, etc., because his life is interesting to me even if Frisbee isn't. I hope I'm making some sense here, but the point I'm making is that even if hiking is a large part of her life, there would be ways to stay in step with her without taking all those hikes with her.

Meanwhile, my puppy is sleeping blissfully in front of the radiator, having had a most wonderful visit with bonny and Bart this morning. bonny is a wonderful hostess and Bartleby, like the gentledog that he is, shared all his toys.


vw bug - Feb 23, 2008 10:44:30 am PST #7466 of 10001
Mostly lurking...

and Bartleby, like the gentledog that he is, shared all his toys.

Heh. She should maybe never have a playdate with Toto. He's a little overprotective of his toys. And, he also kind of assumes that any dog toy is his. Poor Rachie doesn't "own" any toys when Toto is visiting. Fortunately, Rachie doesn't seem to mind much...unless it's a precious bone.


Steph L. - Feb 23, 2008 12:36:31 pm PST #7467 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism

Hil, what's the solution to that one, using that menu?

Not sure. The point is that it's an NP-complete problem.

Uh, I don't know what an NP-complete problem is. So I guess I missed the point. I was just taking it literally, that it was a math-y scenario that could be solved.


Hil R. - Feb 23, 2008 12:48:55 pm PST #7468 of 10001
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

An NP-complete problem is a problem for which there's no known polynomial-time algorithm to solve it. (Simplifying a bit here, partially because the last time I really looked at this stuff was about a year ago, and I don't remember all of it.) A problem that can be solved in polynomial time would be something where, if there are n variables, then the problem can be solved in n^x steps, for some fixed value of x. If a problem is NP-complete, on the other hand, the number of steps required increases more quickly than that. The classic example of an NP-complete problem is the traveling salesman problem: you've got a bunch of cities, and you know the distances between each pair of them, and you want to figure out how to travel to all the cities while going the shortest distance. The brute-force way to solve it is to just look at all the possible orders you can travel the cites, calculate the distances for each one, and check which one is the smallest distance. That makes n! different paths to check if there are n cities, which is more than polynomial time. There isn't a known way to improve significantly on that to get it down to polynomial time.

(Sorry, this is kind of sketchy. I thought I understood this stuff, then a class I took last year convinced me I didn't understand it and taught me what all of this actually meant, which was way more complicated than I'd originally thought, and I've forgotten a bunch of it since then.)


tommyrot - Feb 23, 2008 12:52:02 pm PST #7469 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

Ah, that's what I thought....

The comic did mention the "traveling salesman" problem, right?


Hil R. - Feb 23, 2008 12:54:14 pm PST #7470 of 10001
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

The comic did mention the "traveling salesman" problem, right?

Yep, when the waiter has to get away to get to all the other tables. In the shortest possible amount of time.


Hil R. - Feb 23, 2008 12:55:57 pm PST #7471 of 10001
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

One of my officemates has this one on her wall: [link]


beth b - Feb 23, 2008 12:57:55 pm PST #7472 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

I got the basic idea based on what you said - and I had he idea from the cartoon. I think it is one of those things that Has a name that I would have guessed there was no name.


tommyrot - Feb 23, 2008 12:58:33 pm PST #7473 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

One of my officemates has this one on her wall: [link]

Yeah, that's a good one....


beekaytee - Feb 23, 2008 3:57:46 pm PST #7474 of 10001
Compassionately intolerant

Meanwhile, my puppy is sleeping blissfully in front of the radiator, having had a most wonderful visit with bonny and Bart this morning. bonny is a wonderful hostess and Bartleby, like the gentledog that he is, shared all his toys.

Sparky, it was so nice having the two of you, and Bartleby thought very highly of your pup. She is, of course, DEDLEE cute. Even more so in person than in her redonk photos. And that romp around the roses did him in. He was asleep seconds after climbing the stairs.

Bartleby wishes me to report that he will never be the same after consuming your very thoughtful gift. That tendon took him an entire half hour to chew through! An all time record. We are going to have to get some of those.

I was so appreciative that you made the effort to drive into town. And I feel like a TERRIBLE hostess. I was so tired...and when you left, I came home and struck my forehead. FOOD. There was no food! I'm so sorry for my weak showing. I promise to make up for it...especially if you come tomorrow night!