I often hang out at Daily Kos, and it’s depressing how many ideologically pro-biden cheerleaders there are, there, as ideologically pro-trumpers, elsewhere. I guess the great game depends on having some on both sides.
I often casually promise things, like, “hey if you ever want to learn how to make a bowl on the lathe, come on out!”
Well, a lull on the blog, anyhow. But, I’m back now.
Imagine my surprise when I learned that “bronze” does not refer only to the classic tin/copper alloy. Generally, it does, but when you’re talking about other alloys, they are also often called “bronzes” of various sorts.
Just start talking about how the IRS needs to look into using AI to review every single tax return, fairly, evenly, dispassionately, against an expert system that encodes current tax law and a knowledge of popular techniques for tax fraud, and that the AI will flag and rank questionable returns, which will be reviewed in rank order. [See also: Mano Singham]
Frankie Boyle gets some good digs in.
I love when seedlings are at that point where you can still see how the seed was constructed. Monocot or dicot, and all that.
I went to Hong Kong twice in the early 00s, and the second time I decided to have one of Hong Kong’s legendary tailors clone me a copy of my dad’s vintage 1940s Hart Schaffner and Marx tuxedo. (spoiler: it came out great)
Congratulations, my friends, you slew the ogre!