not my grandpa's volt meter
Stole a Sperry DSA-600 multimeter at auction for $7. It's old.. before Sperry started making them yellow. Probably 1980's? Only 3 readings/second. But very nice quality, AC inductor ring and leather case too.
I had actually been using my grandpa's volt meter for basic polarity checks lately, since my multimeter broke. Analog elegance -- no batteries needed..
A sixteen year old today, perhaps taking a high school civics course, has spent half their life with a president not originally elected by the popular vote.. and can expect this to continue to be the case at least until they're 24.
Wonder what that will do to youth voting levels even more going forward.
And the really smart and ambitious students... Well, if you clearly don't live in a democracy, you make different sorts of long term plans.I think the diplomatic cables release from WikiLeaks several years ago showed that we really had no idea what a functioning democracy looks like. Now we have some idea. It involves a lot of backroom deals. Plus, as you mention, the obvious badness of the electoral college. Well, for everyone who doesn't live in a swing state, our votes never affected the elections. And that's an old story. :-/
Bad News game is almost an inversion of the Roguelike genre. Super-detailed world generation, but then all interaction with it is mediated through people, live coding and acting. The only violence is psychological and the game is about avoiding doing damage.
This demo video behind the curtain (1:14 minutes) is slow to get started, but worth sticking with it.
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
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happy halloween I guess
... This is perhaps interesting politically in a isn't-October-over-yet kind of way ...
But, technically, it suggests strongly that the DNS root server operators are keeping and sharing logs of all TLD resolution, going back months, and using them for political and other purposes.
Which is freaking scary.
(More technical data at http://gdd.i2p.xyz/ )
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Hmm, I was thinking root servers based on language like "The Russian Alfa Bank was the first to contact the newly renamed host". Only root server logs could let you determine that.
But, in http://gdd.i2p.xyz/logs/ns1_cdcservices_com.log I see lookups for a non-toplevel-domain. So maybe it's not root servers. If not, and if it's just a bunch of big DNS server operators (18.104.22.168 and so on), then they're overstating their case some.
Apparenly there's something called Passive DNS, invented by Florian Weimer that captures a large amount of DNS information.
(This is .. a little surprising to me, since the Florian Weimer I know is a Debian Developer.)
"The passive DNS sensor only collects the DNS data received by a caching server as the result of recursion. The queries sent by individual clients are never logged."
Sounds like that could not produce the logs that are on that website. It could be used to help verify the legitimacy of such a more detailed log however.
Rainbow like the fall color lept off the hillside and across the valley.
In bright sunshinee, looking at the base, some trees were a multi-colored
mix of leaves and refraction. And then above, a second dimmer bow, double rainbow!
the sandwitch at the end of the rainbow
Homemade bread, the second-to-last tomato of summer, mesquite smoked turkey, and marinated mozarella.
so good that butter detracts from it
Baked a really ugly flatish loaf of bread, that's the best tasting and best
textured bread I've ever eaten. (Granted, being fresh from the oven makes
this a slightly unfair comparison.) After a year of learning (and the summer
off), I feel I am only getting started on baking.
Pulled off the street into Radio Bristol to see the Indigo Girls! Live on air, and I was ten feet from the stage. I've been a fan for 19 years so this was super.
Running gpg --gen-key and about ready to call in the entropy delivery drones.
pay checks and type checks
Buckets used today: Water bucket, token bucket
Proofs of work used today: hash based, physical vault containing heavy books with locks based
(I should bake bread too, then I could say.. Blooms used today: Yeast bloom, bloom filters)
Can mosty coast down from my house to the river. Return trip not too bad except the last half mile walk up the driveway. Biking along the river road, past fresh-cut hay fields is a delight, looking forward to fall.
Made it all the way to my favorite swimming hole. Thanks for the bike, dad!
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My reasoning on living forever has long been that there are exactly two possibilities:
- At some point your mind stops changing at all, or are stuck in some form of loop forever.
- Your mind keeps changing forever, and so must eventually completely diverge from the person you started out as.
Both are existentally terrifying, so I'm glad it's only a thought experient. Apparenlty this is called Apeirophobia and afflicts the reliigous more viscerally.
I'd happily take a thousand years to think it over some more. ;)Show all 6 replies
Egan has a great discussion of this toward the end of Schild's Ladder:
“How do you carry something from here to there, and keep it the same? You move it step by step, keeping it parallel in the only way that makes sense. You climb Schild's ladder.”
Tchicaya didn't ask if the prescription could be extended beyond physics; as an answer to his fears, it was only a metaphor. But it was a metaphor filled with hope. Even as he changed, he could watch himself closely, and judge whether he was skewing the arrow of his self.
Maybe. Small errors add up. But also, I never said it wasn't a phobia. ;)
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