And if all the people go to GibtLab now, just out of protest, is that a clone war?
I wanted to revive an old threat elsewhere but did miss the fact that the ability to comment has already expired. I blame the bad UX, they really could have printed somewhere in big bold letters that you cannot comment anymore! 😉
I had it already written at that time and, although it looses a bit without the context of the aforementioned threat, I have put too much work into it to simply send it to
/dev/null, so here it is:
The Disadvantages of a Good Reception
In view but still in a distance of about 2km are some earth-coloured houses huddled in a dense, autumnal broad-leaf forest.
“Looks a bit, how shall I put it stale, hu?”
“This thread here.”
“Oh, that thread, yeah, okay. Good reception here, I s’pose? And what do you want me to do about it?”
“How do you applicate CPR to a threat that is not only purely virtual but seems to be quite dead, too, since last summer?”
“Dunno, it’s something about art, so do something artsy.”
“And how am I supposed to do that?”
“You are the artist! Scratch your head, stroke your beard, get heavily drunk, or whatever artists do to get an idea and do something…”
“…artsy, got it. Any wishes?”
“Dunno, paint something?”
“I’m a sculptor and really bad at painting.”
“Yeah, that’s true.”
“Ow, c’mon, I saw what you did to the walls of your kitchen! Is it so difficult to paint something white? Just plain white?”
“So what do you need for that sculpting thingy?”
“A mallet, a set of chisels, and…do you want it quickly?”
“So something softer, sandstone? No, don’t like the color, it’s always so beige! Marble maybe? Yeah, marble. I’ll take that block over there.”
“Isn’t it nice that we stand, just by chance, near a marble quarry—although not that unlikely, as close to Casette as we are—but the block you are pointing to is a bit large, don’t you think?”
“Nuh, medium sized. At most. I would say about 1m x 1.5m x 2m. At least that’s what’s written on it.”
“I’d call that big! And how much does that stump tip the scales?”
“Density about 2.7 tons per cubic meter according to Google, so…uhm… a tad bit more than eight tons.”
“At least it’s not an eight ton stork.”
“Oh, nothing, nothing. And it costs a fortune, doesn’t it?”
“Not really, in that quality about $250 per ton, if not less.”
“Still two grands! What’s about something cheaper, like, dunno, watercolor?”
“Like we did in kindergarten?”
“But I never got better at it since then!”
“But it’s cheap?”
“So be it.”
“Where do I send the bill?”
“Just kidding, just kidding. I think in this time of these so called listicles I’ll make one myself and it will be about:”
Things ending [cue drumroll] badly
- me, doing nudes in watercolour
- me, wishing I could be elsewhere
- me:”Oh, Galegas for 50 cents a kilo? That’s cheap!“
- me, extracting 1,3,7-trimethylxanthine. At least it didn’t explode this time
- replacing politicians with other ones by way of democratic elections
“Does politics belong in art?”
“Yeah. And now?”
“There is no bar in Casette, as far as I know, but a small supermarket.”
“How do you…? Oh, forget it, it’ll do.”
The conciseness of the grammar does not reflect within the parser.
Anonymous CS-student in Sighs of the Pusillanimous, vol. CLXXXI
Nearly every common animal has a word for a multitude of it. Wikipedia has a long list of them for the english language alone. Together with some other synonyms for “more than one of sth.” I came up with these 253:
aggregation, ambush, army, array, assemblage, assembly, badling, bale, band, bank, barrel, barren, bask, bed, bellowing, bevy, bind, bloat, blush, boil, bouquet, brood, building, bunch, busyness, cackle, caravan, cartload, cast, cete, charm, chattering, chirm, clattering, cloud, clowder, cluster, clutch, clutter, cohort, collection, colony, commonalty, company, concourse, congregation, convocation, corps, covert, covey, crash, crowd, crush, cry, dazzle, deceit, den, descent, desert, destruction, dissimulation, dole, dopping, down, doylt, draught, drift, drove, drunkenship, drunkship, dule, erst, escargatoire, exaltation, eyrar, fall, family, fesnyng, fleet, flick, flight, fling, float, flock, flush, fluther, flutter, gaggle, gam, game, gang, gaze, glaring, greatnumber, grist, gulp, haras, harrase, hastiness, head, heap, herd, horde, host, hover, hunt, hurtle, husk, infinitude, infinity, intrusion, jam, kettle, kindle, kit, knot, labor, lamentation, leap, lease, leash, legion, lepe, loads, lot, lots, majority, mass, meet, meinie, memory, mess, mews, mischief, mob, much, murder, murmuration, muster, mustering, mute, myriad, nest, nide, number, numbers, nye, observance, ocean, oodles, ostentation, pace, pack, paddling, pandemonium, parcel, parliament, party, passe, peep, people, phalanx, pit, piteousness, pitying, plague, plenitude, plump, plurality, pod, populace, pounce, poverty, pride, proletariat, public, puddling, push, quantity, rabble, raft, rafter, rag, rake, rangale, rasp, richesse, richness, rookery, rout, route, run, sawt, school, scold, scores, scourge, scream, scurry, sea, sedge, sege, shoal, shrewdness, siege, skein, skulk, sleuth, slew, sloth, smack, sord, sorestring, sounder, sownder, span, spring, stable, stalk, stand, streak, string, stud, suit, superfluity, sute, swarm, team, throng, tiding, tittering, tok, tower, train, tribe, trip, trippe, troop, turnout, unkindness, waddling, wake, walk, watch, wedge, whisp, whiting, whoop, wing, wisdom, wisp, yoke, and zeal.
Which one of all of them, or maybe a complete different one, for “more than one imaginary number”?
Any commendation, direction, proposition, suggestion, or tip?
I saw a lot of code in my life. I saw bad code and good code, simple code and complex code, oversimplified code and overcomplex code, code that makes you smile and code that curls your footnails into locks and tresses the eleven dimensions of modern M-theories are insufficient to describe and I’m not ashamed (OK, I admit: a bit) to tell you that I wrote at least one of each myself.
I also saw a lot of comments in the listings of quality in the range of the points listed above, mostly, but not necessarily so in concordance to the quality of the code it is meant to describe. And, yes, I participated in it, too.
But sometimes, very rarely, so rarely that I think it is already extinct now, I find something that is none of the above. The find is quite old but I stumbled over it again today.
In the file
tommath.h of the multiple precision library LibTomMath version 0.42.0 on line 281 is this little gem:
/* I Love Earth! */
…that the word monosyllable is a polysyllable?
Architecture (n): mostly hollow.
Apo Logothos, “Simplistic Definitions for Complicit Demagogues“, Steinmetz & Cie, Paris, 1869
The difference between designers and artists? The designers take and the artists do not give. What seems to be a similarity at first sight cannot be farther away from the meaning of similarity: the designers take the rules—all of them—seriously; the artists on the other hand do not give a shit for the rules—all of them.