

Asshole on the internet is good, asshole on the internet is wise.
But seriously, go to the library and read a book, even people who deserve to be alive will tell you that.
Linux gamer, retired aviator, profanity enthusiast
Asshole on the internet is good, asshole on the internet is wise.
But seriously, go to the library and read a book, even people who deserve to be alive will tell you that.
It doesn’t cost money to get smarter.
It costs money to get a piece of paper from old, decrepit, incompetent assholes who once got pieces of paper from older, decrepiter, incompetenter assholes.
Take it from a man who dropped out of three colleges after a collective ten semesters: A college degree in most majors is a certificate of bullshit satthroughedness, not a mark of intelligence. Take it from a man who made a 97% on the FAA’s Fundamentals of Instruction test and whose flight students have NEVER ONCE failed a test he’s endorsed them for: Most of the college professors I’ve met couldn’t teach a cat to meow. A rare few of them could teach a fish to bark. And “tenure” is the stupidest fucking thing I’ve ever heard of outside of the Republican National Convention.
In the words of Samuel Clemens, “I never let my schooling interfere with my education.”
Go to the library and read. Read books, read scientific journals, don’t read white papers, they’re journalism-shaped marketing. And above all: Try shit.
That’s an interesting question, and I’m gonna go learn the answer.
duckduckgo powers activate!
So yes, they do. It generally goes NOT, AND, OR. And if you’re doing algebra in binary and you’ve got boolean operators in there (you can AND two numbers the same way you can ADD two numbers in binary) PEMDAS becomes PEMDASNAO.
We always called it the bubble, or the BWAA after it’s sound effect.
The manual for the game calls them “monitors” so yeah. But I think we mean the specific power-up inside this one.
I can’t take credit for Chemical Plant Zone, that was Smooth McGroove.
Also, the lyrics to Chemical Plant Zone are “I took a job would you pick up Bob? I took a job, would you pick up Ba ba ba ba bada Bob?” And the ones for Metropolis Zone are “He’s just a FATASS MAN!”
Or to simplify, Treat NOT Trick?
how would that be different than Trick NAND treat?
Sparkly Star Juice. It even comes with a little song.
You cannot touch me, I’ve got sparkly star juice.
You cannot touch me I’ve got sparkly star juice.
STAR JUICE
STAR JUICE
sparkalilly sparkalilly sparkalliy sparkalily… repeat
There’s another one possible: Trick NOT Treat.
Kinda, yeah.
10 years ago was 2015. I went to buy a laptop from Dell in 2014, and they didn’t have any models with a disc drive. I looked.
Bluetooth isn’t the technology that’s come a long way, it’s still the same shit it was decades ago. It’s batteries.
I’m very sure I know more about flying an airplane than the average Lemming. I have been a pilot for 20 years and an instructor for 15. I’m not the only pilot on Lemmy but there’s not a lot of aviators among us.
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I bet she cuddles extra warm.
I think audiences were ready for visiting the virtual world in 2010. Smart phones were new and cool and not sinister yet, it was possible to feel hopeful for the internet…15 years later, not so much.
The original Tron was made on a $17 million budget and made $50 million at the box office in 1982. In 1980, Star Wars: The Empire Strikes Back was made on a budget of $30 million and earned $550 million.
In 2010, Disney wanted their own Star Wars, so they tried making another Tron flick. Maybe they could make it stick. It made $410 million on a $170 million budget. Star Wars: Revenge Of The Sith had a $113 million budget and made $903 million.
Disney has since bought and run Star Wars into the ground. Meanwhile Tron: Ares has been in production hell since 2017. And for the first time, a Tron movie is an outright failure.
One of my flight students had a Ph.D. in computer analysis of french literature. He would tell the story of a tenured professor who was THE world’s expert in 19th century German poetry, but who was bathtub-full-of-artichokes insane. He would put on a funny hat and take his umbrella and march up and down the quad like he was commanding ze kaizer’s own marching band.
It was my job to teach this man “A TOMATO FLAMES.” The world has never made sense and neither should you.