Showing up is fucked up. Crazily fucked-up is that during a so-called state of emergency they're allowed to strut around with semi-auto weapons while civilians are chased off the streets and reporters are charged for sitting in a McDonalds 364 years ago. The priorities of the law enforcement and justice officials in that town are bizarre.
Kind of on topic: anyone notice ogged doesn't seem to post unless heebie's been posting?
I've mentioned this before, but I went on a trip to a shooting range with the guy who founded Oath-Keepers. In fact, that's the last time I've shot a gun. He was very friendly and charming (and, for whatever it's worth, at the time extremely anti-Bush and angry about torture at Guantanamo Bay, "enemy combatant" status, etc.).
And their position on Ferguson is bizarre. They are extremely opposed to the over-militarized police response, but also want to stand on top of buildings to prevent looting but not otherwise interfere with "constitutional" protests.
Spiro T. Agnew is one of my favorite names.
2: Come to think of it, I've never seen ogged and heebie in the same place either.
4: That doesn't sound that bizarre. It just sounds like their anti-government ideology is more coherent and internally consistent than that of most right-wing nuts.
I've never seen us in the same place, either.
Anyway, have you eaten your 72-ounce steak yet?
heebie starts with a constant followed by a double vowel. ogged starts with a vowel followed by a double constant. The conspiracy goes deep. Connect the dots, sheeple!
10: One time, in Abilene, I ordered a beef-ka-bob at a restaurant. The stick was speared through actual full reasonable portions of steak. There were probably four of them between the two kabobs, plus whole pieces of chicken, half bell peppers, large portions of giant potatoes, etc. It was like being given a plate meant for a larger species of human.
Also it was super delicious and I'd totally order it again.
Connecting the dots makes a long line over egeeb which looks like a funny accent marking. There are no dots in ogged.
12: ubermunchies for ubermenschen
14 It's like you don't even see the big white dot in every letter of "ogged."
This seems like something some here might be interested in: new tileable irregular pentagon discovered.
That is interesting, and at first glance the new one looks so "obvious" it's surprising it wasn't found before.
Big Tile probably has been hushing it up for decades. Finally, somebody who couldn't be bought came along.
I also thought "oh, of course!" when I saw it. I don't know that pentagon-tiled bathrooms and kitchens are really going to take off, but boy would that be fun for quilting!
You could get a tile cutter and transform square tiles into the right shape.
Pentagons are known symbols of Satan and no one should cheer the devil-worshipping mathematicians responsible for this.
I think he only uses regular polygons.
If you're having your bathroom retiled, be sure to ask for a pattern that won't summon a demon or open a portal to hell. Your contractor might look at you funny, but be firm and insist.
I want a new tub and tile in my bathroom. It turns out that replacing a tub is a whole big deal.
If you haven't seen it, and especially if you live in the Washington DC area, this web page has some important pentagon/Satan related information.
23: Oh hey, I just found a book for your daughter and I'm sure you and she will enjoy it very much! (I'm actually glad your comment reminded me of this. My brother has a copy and I think Mara might like it.)
Thanks! She's currently reading a book about a bird that aggressively poops to ward off predators, so that should be a big improvement.
Title please. I need a gift for my niece.
There's a link, Moby. It's called The Number Devil and it's really pretty good, though I only remembered it because Tigre has some weird vendetta against satanist mathematicians.
Oh, you mean the pooping bird book. I don't know what relation the niece's parents are to you, but on their behalf I beg you not to encourage poop stuff unless you know they're really into the concept themselves.
I'm sure my sister is used to me by now.
It's called The bird in question is the Hoopoe.
God damn it. It's called When Lunch Fights Back. The bird in question is the Hoopoe.
Well described here:
is bird isn't all striking plumage and a distinctive battle cry. No, the hoopoe gained its official non-kosher status by defending itself in an officially non-kosher way. Whenever this little bird feels threatened, it turns its little hoopoe butt to the baddie, bends over and it squirts fecal matter right into the eyes of the predator.
In case a squirt to the eye wasn't enough to dissuade some predators from attempting to make a snack of it, the hoopoe makes itself further unpalatable by covering itself with a foul substance produced by a gland near its anus. Once the bird has bathed in its anal secretions, taking care to cover every feather with enough ass oil to make it shine, the hoopoe comes away from its anal-leakage bath smelling like, well, what anything that had just smeared ass juice all over its body would. Aside from making itself too disgusting for predators to eat, it uses these secretions to keep parasites away and to fight off bacterial infection. That's right: The hoopoe's anal juice is so potent that even bacteria won't grow in its presence.
God damn it.
Ha ha, satanic math strikes again!
I read The Number Devil to my daughter, who loved it.
She often struggled with math but eventually prevailed, and expects to be certified to teach it at middle school level.
I remember that she especially liked the cartoon versions of famous mathematical personalities: Lord Rustle, Dr. Happy Little, etc.
38: So, basically the lesson for kids is that poop will actually make you cleaner, and that if someone, like a local bully, threatens you on the playground....
" It becomes only the 15th type of pentagon known that can do this, and the first discovered in 30 years."
For some reason this made me laugh, like out loud and everything. I think I'm just picturing like the movie scene of NASA after a launch or something, a room full of people weeping and cheering with a John Williams score playing in the background, and two of the uh what geometers? who have bickered for years look at each other and realize they were meant to be together, and then we cut to a farmhouse where a little kid is playing with paper and scissors, a kid who one day (we are meant to believe, nay, to hope) will discover the 16th irregular tiling pentagon. And: credits.
John Williams isn't cheesy enough. It should be "Holding Out for a Hero," but with geometry lyrics.
"He's got to tough and he's got to be strong, and he's got to get the angles right."
Or
She's a maniac, maniac geometer.
And she's made a polygon like no one's ever made before.
"He's got to be tough and he's got be strong
And he's got to create an irregular tiling pentagon"
Rising up, back on the streets
With five sides I take my chances.
Did the math
Now I've filled up the sheet
With a strange looking shape that will tile
It's the five sided tiler
It's the thrill of the fight
Finding more polygons
Than our rivals
Just a small town girl
(And also a geometer)
She took the midnight train goin' anywhere
He's just a PhD
Topograhy at MIT
He took the midnight train goin' anywhere
Hoopoes (should be called poopoes, amirite?) build these kind of underground nests which also famously stink to high heaven. Despite this they're considered a sacred bird throughout the area being mentioned in the Qur'an and they have pride of place in `Attar's famous Sufi poem "The Conference of the Birds".
This discovery would have been made years ago if Obama hadn't cut the Pentagon research budget so much.
51: Haven't you heard? Obama cut the Pentagon back so much, now it's a Quadrilateral.
Attack on the pentagon
Capitalization is rarely so important.
Do you guys even know any mathematicians?
Obviously, Symmetry Calculations Rule Everything Around Me (SCREAM),
Set to Wu Tang's CREAM.
I read my kids 'The Number Devil', all with pens and paper at the ready, but I couldn't bring myself to use his cute made up maths terms (e.g. prima donna numbers instead of prime numbers).
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Is anyone else watching the meltdown at Apartment 3-G? Am I the only person left in America who reads the daily soap comics?
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56.last: Perhaps? I read the last few and it seems interesting.
Did Margo finally kill and eat someone?
Or was there finally a sex scene with nudity?
Omg I'm never the expert on oddball topics here but I totally know all those pentagonists.
56: Do you count bloggers, or are you just inquiring of genpop here?
56: Pretty sure Labs still reads some of those.
The last few months they've just been wandering around some kind of dreamscape, passing through walls, moving without comment from room interiors to street scenes. Once in a while Margo will have an interaction with a nameless stranger. Maybe the writers/artists are having some sort of dispute with their publisher and are trying to get fired. Or maybe they're taking the strip in a new, experimental surrealist direction. I wonder if it will end like Robert Cormier's I Am the Cheese. I also wonder how much daily comic writers/artists get paid.
Speaking of the rock muzika, some horrid dude bro band has sold out my local tonight. Had to squeeze in between two other fat guys to get my routine
Poutine! Fucking fascist auto correct!
Which is worse, autocorrect or those Israelis selling stuff at malls?
Depends: how many of the Israelis are dude bros?
Poutine! Fucking fascist auto correct!
Is there some "Poutine" reference that I don't know about? Oh, well, probably. Because when I see the word "poutine," I think greasy and delicious french fries from a chip wagon in Renfrew Co. or Pontiac Co. or some place like that, all smothered in gravy and cheese curds. So awful! but, admit it: so tasty! I guess it's Canada's gift to global cuisine (other than, you know, the maple syrup, which is genuinely high-quality and just very, very good).
Here, its kind of a weird hybrid of Anglo-philia in the punk scene and natural affinity for things Canadian
My main culinary proustian reference point for Canadia is the smell of Kentucky fried chicken overlaying the smell of a pre smoking ban motel room
My main culinary proustian reference point for Canadia is the smell of Kentucky fried chicken overlaying the smell of a pre smoking ban motel room
It's like we're not even talking about the same country (well, okay, I guess I hear you about the KFC in a cheap motel room). My main proustian reference point is stale Labatt's Blue, and greasy, greasy fries with salt and vinegar from the chip wagon down the street, and then some arsehole says he wants to play snooker at 2 a.m. or something. Rack 'em up, Gordie!
As John Oliver points out, you should only ever sleep with your own Gordon.
67: On Windows Phone, Visual Basic autocorrects you!
43 - 49: Tessellate, good times come on!
56: I read most of them via the Comics Curmudgeon, though to be honest I can't bring myself to care about Apartment 3G, even ironically.
I see that for this new pentagon all 5 angles are multiples of 15 degrees (60, 135, 105, 90, 150). Are mathematicians worldwide slapping their heads that they didn't write a simple computer program to test tiling-ness of all pentagons with promising properties like that?
I haven't read the paper, but I doubt it.
In fact,
"We discovered the tile using using a computer to exhaustively search through a large but finite set of possibilities," said Casey. "We were of course very excited and a bit surprised to find the new type of pentagon.