I'm with Jammies. Also this is why I suck at math and figuring out deadlines and similar instructions. For example if something is due by the 20th, does that mean I have to get it in before the 20th, i.e. the 19th, or can I turn it in on the 20th, I always have to think this through and I'm never totally sure of the answer. I suck.
The correct answer is: in what inertial frame?
Some of the CS conferences I submitted papers to used to set the deadline at 11:59PM Samoa time, which I feel is too cute by half. Of course you also had to figure in how much of an extension they would offer at the last minute once the heavyweight procrastinators started working the refs.
Does this mean your drains actually had 13 inches of tubes?
It's a good thing Zeno's paradox only applies to distance, not time, or Christmas would never come.
Reminds me of this Seinfeld bit.
Speaking of counting down days until Christmas, I do not recommend an Advent calendar for a three-year-old. It's like a tantrum-a-day calendar.
Jammies believes tomorrow is two days away?
That reminds me. The boy didn't take the Starburst in the "21" slot. It's mine by default.
Jammies stopped counting on Christmas Eve. As it is evening, Jammies believes tomorrow is zero days away.
Tomorrow, tomorrow, I love you tomorrow.
You're never a day a-waaaaay.
4: Zeno's paradoxes apply to anything you try to model as continuous. It's easy to fix, though; you just have to formalize real analysis.
Of course Jammies is right you bunch of tards Christmas challenged commenters. Look at a calendar and check your Christmas traditions FFS. End of business day doesn't count for Christmas you godless fucking holiday killers. It's all about Christmas morning. Adjust your math accordingly.
13: I agree on the morning bit, but he's still applying the floor function misleadingly. So let's say "Christmas morning" starts at 6:00am Friday, and "Monday evening" means 8:00pm Monday. That's 82 hours, or 3.417 days. To call that only 3 days is to gloss over 0.417 days of waiting, which, for a child in the days before Christmas, is a merciless lie.
I count using calendar boxes, as though days are discrete. Then you cross from one box to another when you sleep. You stop counting when you land on the day you're aiming for.
Heebie is surely correct, but Jammies' answers seem more in the spirit of things.
Whenever I count smallish sets, I say "ah-ha-ha" between the numbers, like Count von Count.
You really should help yourself to that Starburst.
Wait does this mean heebie actually has 5 children and she's been hiding child 0 from us????
Having a child 0 makes the pointer arithmetic come out more cleanly.
During my long unemployment, I remember spending a while writing a nice, customized cover letter and revising my resume for a job whose ad said it closed on the 31st of the month. I thought this meant end of business on the 31st day of the month. I discovered, I think on the night of the 30th, in my timezone, or maybe the next morning, that it actually closed at midnight on the 31st, meaning you really had to apply on or before the 30th. Jerks.
Tomorrow is just a day you haven't met.
It's now tomorrow in the eastern time zone.
22: "... and we have so many applications, of such high quality, that we can set yours on fire just to prove that we're pedants."
Patiently explain that he (she? I've lost track) has asked an ill-formed question.
I just want Christmas to be over already.
I would be first in line at the recruitment office, if any such thing actually existed.
From the Federal Rules of Civil Procedure
Rule 6 - Computing and Extending Time;
(a) Computing Time. The following rules apply in computing any time period specified in these rules, in any local rule or court order, or in any statute that does not specify a method of computing time.
(1) Period Stated in Days or a Longer Unit. When the period is stated in days or a longer unit of time:
(A) exclude the day of the event that triggers the period;
(B) count every day, including intermediate Saturdays, Sundays, and legal holidays; and
(C) include the last day of the period . . .
Heebie's approach is correct. Jammie's approach is Against the Law.
The government controls time. How long before it drafts people for the war on Christmas?
I have no idea what 33 is trying to say. Aren't A and C the same day? I truly suck at this.
A is saying "Don't count Monday". C is saying "Count Friday".
Time is a flat circle. The time between now and Christmas doubly so.
Siri says (today, Tuesday) that it's two days until Christmas.
Time is a river, flowing into nowhere.
Time is just another word for nothing left to time.
EARTH HAS 4 CORNER SIMULTANEOUS 4-DAY TIME CUBE IN ONLY 24 HOUR ROTATION, SO CHRISTMAS IS 11 DAYS AWAY.
Siri says (today, Tuesday) that it's two days until Christmas.
Does she say it's zero days to Wednesday?
Christmas begins at sundown on the 24th. Geez, nosflow.
Does she say it's zero days to Wednesday?
Effectively. She says it's 13 hours and 47 minutes until then.
As a result of global climate change, Christmas season has been growing longer and longer. In the late 19th century it lasted 12 days. By the 1950s it grew to an entire month, beginning immediately after Thanksgiving. Now it begins soon after Halloween. Scientists estimate that if current trends continue, by the year 2100 Christmas season will begin in July. A broad coalition of scientists, politicians, and concerned citizens have called for action to halt and reverse the effects of climate change, so that one day Christmas season will be restored to its original 12-day span; this is known as the "War on Christmas."
Partly because AB is a Christmas skeptic, and partly because I fear getting tired of Christmas (because of its ever-earlier ubiquity), I approach it sort of warily, like a snake on the path--best not to look too closely, just approach it casually.
But I really love Christmas, and most of its aspects, and I kind o think I'm giving it short shrift. Like, it'll be mostly over by Saturday, and I won't be sated. Oh well.
Is it Christmas yet? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KyWBsLYAkaE
Content/format notes: video, musical, stop motion/puppet crocheted creature, English, charming.
You gotta respect the holiday.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=5ysfQjKKi70
My boyfriend was playing some carols on Sunday. I was about to object, but realized that it is actually reasonable to play carols within the week of Christmas. Not for one single day post-Christmas, though.
Christmas is a season running from the evening of December 24 through January 6.
48/49: I was expecting an exhortation to do all my shopping at wal-mart.
Rule 6 is one of my favorite legal things. It is so irritating when other parts of various governments don't use Rule 6.
This is where the annoyingly twee concept of "sleeps" comes in useful. On Monday, at any time during the waking hours, it's clearly 4 sleeps until Christmas. (Which means Christmas morning, seeing as we're not crazy Europeans who start opening presents on Christmas Eve.) But I could never bring myself to say sleeps, and heebie is clearly just right.
We're going on holiday for Christmas, and our trip starts in about half a sleep, as we have to get up at about 3 am tomorrow. Ffs.
51: I don't play Carols after Epiphany either.
Strange observation: Orbitz sends out travel alert texts using the same number as the Whole Foods near GWU uses to let you know your sandwich is done.
Delay of flight. Wind on the receiving field (JFK). 330 minute penalty on connection.
I'll get into Boston much later than expected. Then I take a train (2nd to last for the day) to the boonies.
51: I heard carolers in my neighborhood last Saturday night. I decided not to file a noise complaint.
See? I'm hardly a Grinch at all. My heart has grown two whole sizes.
In Detroit, the police ride bikes through the airport. Or this one guy is innovating.
I go to church with my wife for Christmas dinner, but I leave before the singing starts.
I let the kids open presents for Christmas, but I leave before the crying starts.
Don't they sing at the opening of church.
Unless ogged's diet has taken a surprising turn, I'd hardly describe Christmas service as "dinner".
Unless ogged's diet has taken a surprising turn, I'd hardly describe Christmas service as "dinner".
Indeed—a wafer-thin slice of Jesus' body and a sip of his blood would be more properly termed an amuse bouche.