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12:00 AM
[My ship came in after 2 conspicuous-here years of sitting by the dock, so I'm a little distracted on another deck nowadays. But here is another idle moment.]
TWO PIECES OF HISTORY, RELATED SOMEHOW. Time setting: Calculators were called adding machines. That was the closest to personal computers. Anyone lucky enough to have access to any kind of computer was downright lucky. Measured in dog year$, it required the kind of investment that could've only happened during a cold war.
#1. "Documentation Rack." Now called a browser, this thing was a thousands-paper-page reference on wheels. It had every detail about the technology in the room. What room? See #2.
#2. IMLAC Room. PzSE reminds me of it in many ways, mostly good, perhaps all for some good.
That place had a documentation rack and a handful of space-age display computers(IMLACs) with a luxurious 2K memory each, running from a mainframe with 36-bit words.
That place also had 2 uppercase-only text editors, a 120/60 x 72 dpi lineprinter, a chalkboard, a whiteboard, an AM radio, a vector plotter, a scrolling Teletype, and walls full of graphics made with all of those except the radio.
What that place also had, which reminds of this place, was a somewhat-variable circuit of persons (and two gorillas, unlike here, but who knows) ready to share, and show off, everything they'd learned and suspected so far.
Another aspect, also like here, was complete lack of privacy. Whatever anyone showed someone else was picked up by everyone else. I learned about speech formants from a pioneer of voice recognition technology who is now entirely deaf.
(Perhaps the biggest difference between those days and now is what that disk space was so precious that almost everything was deleted in order to make space for the next. Except for the printouts on the walls.)
. . . just enjoying how somethings that go around come around again . . .
Moreover, everyone was equal. If my friend or I got a seat before anyone else, it was squatters' rights. We were prepubescent, at first, amid some world-renown egos (including one of the gorillas), but those times were as egalitarianistically idealistic and they were war-funded.
^(latent edits implicit. Mainly, "and they were war-funded" = "as they were war-funded.")
 
Hi, I remember a while ago there being a series of puzzles that were spoofing the difficulty of assembling Ikea furniture -- with very amusing, complicated instructions. But now I can't find them any which way. Any tips / links?
 
One of them was by user Alconja (looking it up). In the meanwhile:
 
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A: REJBÄS - an unfinished flat-pack puzzle

graaaargIn step one, we want to determine which of RS-01 to RS-06 we have. We can rule out some: RS-01 because the orientation of the black V relative to the gray triangle doesn't match the corresponding 3-piece. RS-04 because the gray side would need to be opposite of the black diagonal after assembli...

 
12:15 AM
"Whenever I order a piece of furniture all I get is a pile of sticks."
 
@AlexMeiburg that and also this, maybe: puzzling.stackexchange.com/questions/45269/…
 
That's it. thank you! :)
 
@GarethMcCaughan I was going to propose dissociating the question from its original poster, but I thought that was not feasible. Shows how much about SE I actually know... No objections from me.
 
@ffao Wow, that's still unsolved? Surprising.
 
12:31 AM
One of these days stackwhatever will send us a message whenever someone edits an answer. (Yes, it's already been whined one metameta.)
Perhaps one of these days stackwhatever will allow us to leave time capsules to verify correct answers in case space has intervened.
By now I have to take an old computer's drive to the store just to dig up worksheets for previously unsolved Ps.
Signed, a member of the complaint chorus. I'll get better.
@boboquack , I was never fully @human, but thank you for noticing! Unlike @Pinocchio, though, my true desire was to become @murn. (The deeper meaning is that I've been unveiled elsewhere, so why not here.)
(I saw some others' early unanonymous displays that went so wrong that I've been latent ever since. @Hmm, maybe @latnt would be a good name. Or @unanonyms . . .)
Now it's safety in @numbrs!
(Thats #s, not numb-ers.)
Again, I'm so stolid professionally that I gratefully find all kinds of outlets here.
. . . now rambling . . .
Someone asked me about "intuition."
Instantly I answered without a thought.
Twice. Both were wrong.
(Did I already tell this one? It was only a couple of weeks ago.)
The version of intuition they referred to was about making a decision without compelling information.
My first answer was that I rely completely on intuition when answering questions.
Wrong answer.
Sometimes intuition works, sometimes not. But it was a sincere and spontaneous answer. Is sincerety/spontaneity somewhat like intuition?
Second answer was that I have intuition about what someone means when they say something, whether or not they know the words.
That is the puzzle behind each puzzle, to put it in PSE terms.
Whenever someone dares an outburst, something valid compels it.
Who knows what that is.
But it's (almost) something worthwhile.
Wrong answer again.
Though right for a different question by a different poser at another time.
This time it was strictly about choosing the right door without knowing who's a truth-teller or who's a liar or who's mercurial.
So I, at last, got it and followed up with, "when you chose to move here, that was a great decision based on almost no information!"
Might've been luck on their part. Seemed like intuition. Those lucky enough to have intuition that serves are here to tell.
(Also those lucky enough to have luck are here to tell. Signed, @lucky.)
. . . I always pick some excuse to come here and steam . . . usually more than approximately 20 minutes of idle time . . . that's both an arid beyond dry joke and a truth as well. Signed, word (and puzzle) lover.
In other words, your turn. Take another chance.
 
1:15 AM
I was surprised too.
 
(You didn't @Deusovi that, @ffao, ask me about depth charges.)
(Don't bother. A depth charge is when you start from an overview, with a horizontal perspective, and decide to go deep before wide.)
(You know that the wide view will be accounted for.)
 
1:37 AM
(and now (a few minutes ago) a phone call from an Angel)
 
2:16 AM
Everything about life is another clue toward another step. My Angel not only calls but visits. My Gift calls while on the phone with my Angel. I don't double-flash, but now my "Gift" will call again after taking care of some business. This can happen after a hundred (give or take) years of taking all comers.
Is it clear by now that I experience every moment as a mystery?
More clear to me, moment by moment.
(Remember, every statement is a challenge to respond. And, remember, any response is a new pinnacle.)
(I'm gonna watch television until someone ascends.)
 
2:42 AM
(That came out weird. It was encouragement!)
I try to both follow and show by example that anything well-meant is worth a try.
Whether it works or doesn't. By definition.
To get even more philosophical, whatever anyone does is a hint toward the future, usually not contrived. Further, knowing half as much makes it more difficult to proceed.
Furthermore, knowing all as much, and assuming that others do too, makes it easier.
 
There will be some future where children learn the quotes of lauir in school.
 
Sign me up!
So much to say. So much to learn. So little to understand.
But every little thing learned gets reflected!
 
2:58 AM
Lauir 17:480977: "But every little thing learned gets reflected!"
(the minute number of the year.)
(probably wrong.)
(But then again, correctness is relative.)
 
()
!
You're a musician, @thecoder16 , can't hide it.
Signed, @musicn.
I learned to read music before learning to write code. Then I learned to write music. One thing leads to another!
(Yeh, learned to read code along the way too. Superpower.)
 
Speaking of music... some random improv for reflection. (pretend mistakes do not exist.) dropbox.com/s/4c8rthorl1u74jq/Beyond%20The%20Void.m4a?dl=0
(as most music is, my mind probably stole it from somewhere. like previous pieces.)
 
(The television just cut out and the stereo just cut in. ... it's building!)
(sweet)
 
(who knows, mistakes in music could lead to amazing harmonies.)
 
(and now crazy!)
(well heard)
(and now strangely well resolved)
What fun!
(replay)
 
3:09 AM
:)
 
... dribbling while relistening, I tried to accompany some cello solos once. Unsuccessfully.
There was nothing missing.
 
Play any piano, @lauir ?
 
Yes, in my mind. No, in others'.
Yes, in fact.
I know every key -- black, white and atonal.
Just can't sit down and jam on cue.
 
I happen to have sheet music I made for this random improv - I guess it was not so random after all.
 
How did you improv onto a webbable play?
 
3:13 AM
my midi keyboard. I just have it recording all the time... and take the best parts :)
 
Living the life!
(of an artist)
 
i have many unfinished things / music doodles, some audio, some sheet.
 
(now listening for the third or fourth time, you're telling a story)
I want to go on a cliff ledge with you and enjoy the view.
Getting there is a third of the fun.
Enjoying the view is the next third. (Not arithmetically.)
 
would be nice to meet some of these puzzling people in real life
 
Getting back down safely is the last third. (Again, figuratively.)
@thecoder16 , You've already met them. Otherwise you wouldn't be here. They just don't have computers.
 
3:17 AM
an interesting thought
 
@thecoder16 , True, though, I'm almost tempted to give my phone number, while I still have one, just to associate everything else I associate with mycomplices.
 
Almost... but not quite. Same here.
How about this: over or under the legal adult age?
(spriitually and physically.)
 
(Way over, legally. Way under, emotionally. Way out, spiritually.)
(Way beyond, intellectually.)
 
(agree with all but the first for me, can't do anything about that one)
 
Everyone is 100 going on 3 far as I'm concerned. Many feel complimented and then insulted, until understood.
(That's decimal)
How things work for me is how things work for another. Again and again.
^(editor's timeout error up there: feel = felt)
That's, again, why I'm here, the world is nothing but clues. After taking them all, I still feel clueless.
But, for anyone else who wants one, here's a clue.
(Fill in the blank.)
 
3:30 AM
Anon. quote: "When we consider we are all crazy, the universe as it is makes perfect sense."
...with that, I'm off. Goodnight.
 
See you in the next segment of the universe, @thecoder16! Thank you for chiming.
 
3:48 AM
Just finished one of the most frustrating calls with my musical muse.
She spends hours/days writing the most profound messages to her significants.
I spend almost as much time helping with the wording.
Yet she won't spend a second/minute putting music to print.
I spend days/weeks writing the least profound messages to my significants.
And days/weeks/years helping others put their thoughts into words.
And twice as long coming up with a single musical duet on paper.
3/2 as long for trios.
And this musical muse just wants to talk about what matters. Not a moment for a note or chord.
How frustrating. To hear her play, or speak, is music beyond words. Perhaps she thinks its beyond notation.
I should just sneak up on her and symphonisze.
(its = it's)
Everyone and everything, everywhere, is a mystery. All the more so every moment.
Remember the (mis)quote: I was born knowing everything about everything. Through contact with those who knew more about less, along with those who knew little about everything, now I know almost nothing about almost everything.
Don't tempt a beta.cognitive.stackexchange.com. This.puzzling.youknow is as close as it gets.
(Thanks again for the pas de deux, @thecoder16, sweet dreams! Now it's on to prove how nature abhors a vacuum.)
Nothing but repeats, just try and drum along:
Also gotta splay this across the memory waves at least once a year, speaking in those terms. Zoom ahead to 6:58 and be inspired:
Learn to dance!
 
5:00 AM
...now to cheat, my musical muse just reminded me of a Japanese-like rock ballad from 1964ish that I just spent 10 minutes looking for. Beat me to it, fellow muszlers.
 
from the Better Late Than Never Dept.: seeking VTC:too broad on puzzling.stackexchange.com/questions/57505/…
 
5:41 AM
As if anyone cares, I just hung up with my muse, saying "dream of me, just to balance it." She said, "Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz."
I only love those who know more than I.
That includes everyone, one way and another.
Ironically, to repeat, and musically:
Makes me want to post some kickshit music just to prove I'm still subhumn. Not it the mood at the moment, though. Stay tuned.
In the meanwhile, to my future love:
Who's who?
What's implied by that is just one reason I haven't adequately attended recent posts. I truly have enjoyed my sojourn here! And will be back before long. Time is relative.
 
6:22 AM
Nobody else? I'm doing all kinds of TLAs right now. Listening to NPR, watching DVR, cooking MWO, turning on TPO. What's the LST UCD? DVNTR. (In other words, please post AYT while IMNL . . .)
(IVBN boasting about a worldwide pond. DNTLTMDn.
)
Wrong time of day? Check back later.
Until then, check behind the hedges! (And skip the advert.)
Doesn't this place know an innocent taunt? Or don't I know a worthless one? Either way, these are open airwaves right now.
My previous lover touched me as if she owned me. Guess that's how I want to touch this place. If you're like me you'll belly up and say this is what I've always wanted. If you're also like me you'll say tickle me again.
(That was completely Freudian. All apologies.)
To correct: Guess that's how I want this place to touch me.
That's why it's one try after another. Who'd've guessed what would surface.
(other than 5-second ads):
I wish this place had given the same elbow room to @ciapan as I've received. We came from the same little boxes. Unlike them, I took this place as a puzzle to be solved. Guess there's some credit due to those who persist. Wish there were as much to those who attend.
Truly, with imperil for saying this once again, the margins for up/down/out votes could be looser.
I'm living proof!
Should've been voted out from the start, but I took it as a P as to how to persist.
As well as Ps how to drop a few not before seen.
The Ps above the Ps.
But that shouldn't be necessary.
[Just want to whine every now and then. Now supper's ready. Yummmmm.]
True confessions: All my life I wanted to be loved for my mind. That's how I wound up here.
Instead people have loved me for my youth (for awhile) and other attributes.
Now I'm losing my mind. The ride was fun while it lasted.
What's left of my appearance defies nature. People continue to swoon.
What's left of my mind, though, let it happen to you!
 
7:09 AM
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Q: What is it this Time?

SuperWild1Most clocks tell the time, but some are for letters. 03:00 11:53 07:45 06:07 06:29 07:30 09:15 11:53 06:29 09:45 06:15 06:29 04:45 07:52 07:15 09:00 08:11 07:52 05:53 07:52 11:53 02:53 06:29 07:52 04:45 06:29 07:30 06:29 09:00 10:08 04:15 04:15 06:07 06:29 09:45 06:15 06:29 05:53 08:53 07:15 09...

 
At the moment I'm helping to revolutionisze F/H transforms into random binary. It's what both those F/H's wouldn've loved to think of. Some of my Ps tried to show it.
@BoboQ, when will you show your true feathers? Took me more than half a century, and still didn't quite.
(yeah, you probably showed up for some other reason)
(I'm just feeling unusually usurptive.)
(I want a revolution. Intellectual, because here it isn't physical. Anyone who has counted my scars knows that I'll go either way.)
P: Want a revolution? A: Who wouldn't? A^2:$\color{green}{\check}$
Been beaten up by authorities? Not me. Signed, {climbed a tree}
Welcome to a bizarre world, where everything technical equals out but nothing humane equates.
(It's true, the only way I escaped encampment was by climbing a tree.)
(It just AIN'T fair.)
(It's so easy to type now. And all I wanted was a rope swing. [Picture on the way])
[not so ready, any help?]
What have they done to my rope swing?!
It was an iconic cartoon.
Guess this is some of it:
Really!?!?!?
That wasn't easy. Zoom in.
All any of us wants is what's fortuitous, if only it were understandable and desirable. You figure it out.
(W????? I just got jumped out and had to loop de hoops to get back.)
(Net unneutrality?)
Someone please sign an image, or preferably video, to keep me from sailing away to a world without technology!
And now they're available?:
Ruff. That was only a half moment by my clock.
Kinda a conundrum. A lot of us could crack most of the safety codes. After all, they're just Ps.
I choose not to for more than one reason.
One, they're tough!
Another, I'd leave a trace.
Were any code worth breaking, there'd be a trace of the breaker.
It's fun here, but it's life/death along intrigue.
Get it? I don't and don't want to, just for that reason. Hello puzzlingers!
Gotta know where the puzzline stitches.
Actually, it stitches lean of there, where someone's feelings balance. Speaking as an editor, I want every author's confidence intact.
Where someone's confidence holds, their contribution flourishes. (That's poetry, by the way, as well sa encouragement.)
(My music disc is named "Chantrou" Any Francoise out there want to summup that?)
(It's meant to mean "music entrance.")
(It's also faux Francoise, best I could do at the time.)
(And you wouldn't believe the music it has, all for love.)
(Yes you would, that was rhetorical.)
No Ufrancoises? No believe.
Go, @boboquack, I'll settle down.
(This is just the first/only place where my insipiduity goes unfettered.)
(who'd've guessed)
(The only differences between Drump and me is that I'm not so presient and and that I'm not so in denial.)
(Then, again, there are typos.)
(And I''m a cheap comic while that other !@#$#!@% is for real.)
I feel soiled just for being in the same sentence. Please forgive me. I'll do better.
Signed, wanna be standup, not wishnotever standup.
I can only guess there are two reasons why nobody turns off my feed: a) it doesn't do as much harm as I imagine. b) c) you know I'll figure out how to relead it. d) it's not worth the efforts. e) Who'd notice?
(No I'm not my hero(ine?) KA/AK. Just a kindred spririt.)
(A kindred spirit with more aplomb.)
(that's a couple of words that scoundrel mightn't know)
(That was a double taunt to see who shows up.)
(No playmates? I'm going back to speaking Suomi. Vella".)
Ne? Puhu Helinkas. For not effect?
Back to Englati.
One at a time. Suomalais I have vulnerability.
English is where I'll take on anyone. Really, try me, and before you know it you'll be published.
Inbetween, any language is decipherable. Speak it.
One of my secret powers is to translate betweeen speakers who don't have a common language.
Think I've said this before. The secret it to listen for tone of voice and cadence.
It it's written, not so obvious.
It it's spoken, how could they have misunderstood a moment?
Life of someone who sees/hears everything as a Pzl.
Whenever someone takes the trouble to say something, in any language, I first pretend to understand and second try to understand.
Third, if lucky I convince them that I do actually understand. Sometimes that's good enough.
If someone thinks I get it, they'll go on to what they meant all along.
^recipe!
And if someone thinks I get what they mean, they'll get onto what they wanted to get across all along.
Now everyone knows my secret. Works every time. All you have to do is to let someone know that you have a glimmer of what they wished anyone would understand.
Then they'll try again until you/I get it.
That's what I do. Again and agin. Get it?
The side results are beyond imagination. Lesson learned?
Two levels to being an insufferable teacher: 1. someone learns.
2. Someone teaches.
Don't make me og in! Pictures to follow.
Dogs! What happened to my password? I've done everything possible to thwart it.
And it worked.
Give it back.
C'mon, show off. You're good.
Back channel?
Dawg@!
I'll cuss if't's what the apostrophes.
Only one last desperate attempt. Sit back for a coupla hours.
...
and then the little rug Rorschach settles down as if nothing's wrong.
if only he/she knew. I hope he/she does!
There's always a dish full of food and another with fresh water.
The little dinger-danger is so confident.
In that dinger-danger's world everything other than I is minuscule.
In my world I am minuscule.
Learn English. I did, the hard way.
Again, pardon the harsh, I also learned English in such fun ways. Check out the record
(Can only image how this unfurl looks. The flower doesn't always smell as sweet up close.)
(Here is where it happens. The roots are strong, the true story is where they become shoots. What blossoms can be sweet or sour, all in an attempt to flower.)
(signed, some weird crosslingual poet who has no idea)
If you can figure out any of the above, please explain it to me. I thought I knew everything, once.
That's more "me" and "I" than is allowable. What happened?
(It's called cerebral trauma. See you there.)
Until then, welcome to cerebral hyperprematolopathy. Ask me anything.
No cerebrothalophists here? Don't want to see someone go down without restraint?
A little surprised. It don't matter. I'm safe on the prowl. Most would mistake me for someone. Period. Misaclimatodes look like every else.
Please take that in context.
And at full volume.
To cleanse the pallate, listen sofrtly and imagine canyonlands:
 
10:31 AM
I have two life goals, Forget that #??? bucket list. #1. Return to Dolores Valley, or whatever it's called (Paradox); the thing winds through the most amazing layers. #2. Resteep that Gateway enscarpment, or whatever it's called now. Look them up so I won't. Go there on a good day.
Guess I never left those places.
Wherever I go, with skyscrapers or edge-huggers, I'm always in the canyonlands.
Am I the only one know knows Yes music? They did get me through the canyons, but there must be more.
And there is. Love it (again) or leave it (again):
One night I took the love of my life on the most harrowing drive of her life -- twists, cliffs and turns -- to this music. We almost died. She had the time of her life. The timing worked out amazingly. Try it for yourself. But. Drive safely!
Spoiler: we lived to tell.
Another time she and I got stuck in the muck to a different tune. Got out again, but not so musically. Not all puzzles are solved with music!
Some are.
Those were my songs. This is (again) her song:
And here (again) was my response:
By the way, those are YouTube knock-offs. She and I played originals on cello and euphonium.
Two of the most soulful instruments. I thought of euphonium as a technical gymnambulum until we played together. Since then it's some kind of surrogate lover.
Don't tell! When I play with others, I try to make them feel the same love.
If you haven't played something as low as cello or euphonium, or tuba or string bass, you haven't played in a way that makes someone else feel felt.
That does sound a little naughty.
She did it to me first. Then I did it. It was consonant.
Word to the wise: flirt with your instrument, not your implement.
(As you can tell by now, I'm smothered in love, and other obligations, after quite a lull.)
(The only way to live a decade or two of lull is to survive that decade or two)
(and it took a lot of help)
(Sorry, again, to be so dramatic, but for the last couple of years it was touch and go. Probably will again in another year. Another Beatles song:)
 
11:32 AM
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Q: Finding the next number in the given sequence

edfKindly help me to find the next term of the sequence: 2 12 36 80 141 196 249 306 373 467 565 673 793 935 1092 1251 1408 1571 1742 1942 ??

 
 
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12:35 PM
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Q: ordering balls in bins

Abdul Malek AltawekjiA table is set with 13 large numbered (and thus distinguishable) bins. We have 5 red balls (indistinguishable ones) and 8 blue balls (also indistinguishable). We are interested in the number of ways to serve the blue and red balls on the plates. The order of serving is important. Imagine we were...

 
 
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1:51 PM
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Q: Independent Triangles with Straight Lines

OrayYour task is to create independent triangles (which means they do not have the same edge) by drawing straight lines as exemplified below: In this example, there are $5$ lines and $5$ independent triangles and no triangle exists with the same edge with another triangle. so, At least how ma...

 
 
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3:00 PM
@lauir this one is really messy, but 2:56 is an example of how random harmonies come from quite literally banging your hand against the piano a few times. dropbox.com/s/zsofcldhuh08o6j/TAKE00.WAV?dl=0try
try 4:06 also.
 
3:43 PM
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Q: Hidden message #3

rudraSo one day after an interview at Stack Exchange, I received a letter. In the letter there is a card, on which strange letters are written. Will you help me to decode the message? ZQX BTH BYHWTSK.

 
4:23 PM
so many spammers this morning
you got all them mith?
or should I go for it (I have tabs open already)
@GarethMcCaughan spammers: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8...
(there is more)
@rubio spam continued: 9, 10, 11, 12
 
wow
anyone know how to unfreeze a room?
 
@Deusovi and more: 13, 14, 15
 
@thecoder16
@micsthepick I just nuked 18 myself over on Literature.SE :|
 
Sid
4:39 PM
Is the time spent actually worth it?
 
Okay, seriously?
@Sid they're showing up on Google results. That could lower SE's Google rankings.
 
@micsthepick *13
I forgot the slash between users and the number
 
Sid
@Mithrandir Oh, okay
 
@Mithrandir Did you call them? That sounds delicious
 
@EricTressler no, I didn't.... and I don't eat bacon anyway
 
4:49 PM
I would like to listen in if someone were to call them and continually steer the conversation away from car insurance and back to sausage
 
All the above either nuked or already were
 
Is there a badge related to deleting spam accounts? There should be if there isn't!
 
Nope. There's the 'be a mod for a year' badge though
 
5:19 PM
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Q: Academic Degree dilemma

Mea Culpa NayOn a leisure day, I had the following conversation with my friend. My friend: "Dude! I noticed that almost all the abbreviations of academic degrees which are meant for Bachelors have format of B.... such as B.Sc, B.Com, B.Tech, ...and all these have their corresponding Masters degrees whose ab...

 
@Sphinx if we had a trivia.stackexchange this would belong there
I agree with ffao.
 
6:48 PM
That's the same number as the sausage one
I'm starting to think that isn't a legitimate purveyor of car insurance
 
Really? I was going to save the number for when I'm old enough to drive
 
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Q: What is the largest possible number of numbers from the set can we choose?

Snip3rWe choose some numbers from set $\{1, 2, ..., 100\}$. What is the largest possible number of numbers from the set can we choose so that none two of choosed numbers vary by 2 or 5?

 
7:19 PM
@Sphinx Woo, this was fun.
 
 
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10:20 PM
@thecoder16 , you play like (better than) I bicycle!
Everything works as long as it rolls along.
Sometimes it scares onlookers.
Sometimes it scares ourselves.
[Signed -- still in a netherworld between this and that. And lucky at that.]
@thecoder16, relistening, I hear more and more sidetones. Let's rewrite music theory, once again.
Meanwhile I'm still looking for that 1960s single my music muse said was her first 45. It was faux-pentatonic.
^ life puzzles are my favorites!
^ even when they're .
Found it!
My/her life is complete.
Ain't nothing beyond reach? This was a toughie.
Ue o muite arukou.
My musical muse is a pillar of strength, crumbling from ankle up.
At the moment she's battling pharmaceutical representatives for the sake of her muse/mother.
It gets recursive.
Dammit.
Now I love her more than ever.
My first 45 wasn't even mine. Was my brother's. "Dizzy." Played it to death.
Still playing it.
Make my neighbrs glad for the upcoming day when I'll move and take this loud stereo along! Chime in, please.
Again?
Every century is game.
 
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