I had an interesting experience with prolog in college. It's such a different way of thinking, and all through the classes I never quite got it... I could read it no problem, but couldn't write it. I caught glimpses but they never stuck, and I couldn't just learn off algorithms to get through the exam.

Anyway, the exam comes around and I'm reading through the questions and my mind just flipped. It was all so clear. Got through it with no problems. As proud as I am of that moment, I've never tried to write another line of it, so I have no idea if it stuck.

I should have known that was your flag stuck into that pile of bullshit.

The riddle appeared in an 1847 edition of The Knickerbocker, a New York City monthly magazine:

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Why_did_the_chicken_cross_the_road%3F

After 173 years of this joke being handed down from generation to generation it has become the standard kickstarter joke to give life to a sense of humor. So much so that the first thought about any animal crossing the road would or should trigger the chicken punchline.

Regardless of wanting points or not you would have gotten them anyway so the VS community would know my words have much iron.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eyPZFi2b380

Yes, I think I pointed that out. Nice work. 😜

I would need a cyanide capsule before attempting this - if i got stuck I want the easy way out!

Well, let me just say I hope the offer for your startup pans out for you at some point. Sounds exciting.

But, as it seems you might be stuck here, maybe you can still add your voice to help clean this "shithole" up. After all, Trump is only helping the cancer grow and in this country there are tons of good people that can stop this corruption in it's tracks and I think you are one of them. I don't know what your status is or if you can vote here but, for the most part I think you would enjoy being a part of bringing this creeping cancer of corruption down even if you're only one voice in the choir. One day you will be able to say you helped clean up America. Don't let defeat be an option.

Again, good luck with your startup.

windows 3.x wasn't necessary and I preferred straight up MS-DOS at the time so stuck with that. Windows 95 replaced both DOS and Win 3.x so I had to use it. But still have my DOS 6.22 original floppies if I ever need to go back.

This song has been stuck in my head now for DAYS.

Watch the movie. It is an original song that was written for the Eurovision movie. You can see Dadi die a little bit at the end of the video, bless him for living the meme. Ja ja ding dong! Also stuck on repeat.

Sad.

So first I thought this was a really short video.

Then I googled and found out how little video material from that era exists.

I found a great clip of Oh Well, live, in the middle of that.

Then I googled that Danny Kirwan died two years ago.

Only then I noticed Peter Green died.

And then I "remembered" the lick from Oh Well as the Formula 1 intro from before The Chain.

Then I Googled it.

Then I realized that it wasnt.

Then I remembered a conversation I had with someone 40 years ago who heard Oh Well and said "this is the music from F1" and I explained that no, that is another song by the same band but its not the same band anymore.

Somehow what gets stuck in your head becomes potato mash at some point. Or its just me.

It was itself the theme to "25 years of rock" a few years later.

Peter gave everything away because of drug induced mental problems, not that much of a good role model. At least he made it out of the 70s alive.

"I especially appreciate the way everything very clearly looks like it exploded out of a central point."

No, that is not how it works. What you see in the model is our point of view. Whats closest to us is moving away slowly, what is further away is moving away faster.

If you choose any random point (you cant really, we are stuck here) and start your model there it would be similar but centered at your new point of observation.

Any random two points in space (in this model) will be moving away from each other with a speed that correlates to the distance between them (unless the two points are close and local conditions prevail temporarily).

The question of a "center of an explosion" and "where is it now" makes no sense. Everything that now is was in that centre, so now the center is everywhere (according to our current best model).

That was exactly what I was thinking.

Man, duck's a filthy animal.

That pristine clear water instantly turned to shit as soon as they stuck their bills in.

Ick.

The joke is what Trump says and does, not the angle of the ramp.

Do "you people" notice the actual content of the incoherent babble that spews from your leaders mouth?

If a man cant open a stuck lid of a jam jar at his first attempt he must put the jar away and pretend that it doesnt exist. Also anyone who ever dares mention the jar must die.

This "man" just keeps babbling, like politicians are lately want to do. Shut the fuck up about it whiner! DO something useful just once, instead of talking yourself up unsuccesfully!

Brother? Really? Yeah, you aren't a bit racist, just stuck in the 70's (when that would still be considered racist, but at least contemporarily racist).

One bad apple.....spoils the bunch is the rest of that sentence.
We see nothing but bad apples. There are no good apples in the bunch, because they left those bad apples in the bunch for decades, actually recruiting them in many cases (see Florida, who recruits cops fired for violence).

Pablo Escobar did nice things, he was a bad apple. Not being the most racist, accusatory, disrespectful, violent assholes possible at every turn does not make a good apple. Turning in, and testifying against his fellow thuggish cops whenever they get violent, racist, or abusive until those cops are in prison instead of on the force, that makes a good apple. They don't exist.

The agreement between law enforcement and citizens starts with law enforcement's obligations.
First is to enforce the law evenly and fairly, not use it as a club for their personal prejudices. Second is their obligation to police themselves with greater zeal and less leeway than they give citizens.
Until they fulfil these obligations, citizens have no obligation to be civil to them. They shirked their obligations first, and theirs came with authority and benefits they retain even though they fail at their obligations every single time.
Civility with police in no way protects you from abuse....it often does nothing but give them excuses to violate citizens further. Any first year lawyer can tell you, there's no benefit to speaking with them at all.

Funny how you think finding one instance where being friendly ended with just a ticket and search you insist it works every time despite the numerous, uncountable examples proving that's simply not true shown to you daily.

"The race issue" (as if it's only one issue) if at the forefront because Republicans have become so outrageously overtly racist with support from the top down that the entire planet has had enough and are marching against the racist, murderous police. We know who is on who's side. It's clear. No one is accepting your word on the subject. We know you have said clearly that you support lying if it helps your cause or proves your point.

BTW, thanks for getting last night's bobknight33 off the keyboard. That one really needs more practice before being put in rotation, he didn't sound like the bobknight33 group in any way. Edit:oops, I hadn't read your other post this morning. These do not appear to be the same person posting in your name 1 1/2 hours apart....shift change comrades?

Stuck inside sick then stuck in ICU = vitamin D deficiency. Like she says, correlation is not causation. But to netwboy's point, it's a very studied compound with not a lot of known downside if taken as directed, so whaddya got to lose? Just a bit of money, like all those vitamin C pills I took to keep from getting sick

This is now Logan's Run *dead


Come away, come away, Death,
And in sad cypress let me be laid;
Fly away, fly away, breath,
I am slain by a fair cruel maid.
My shroud of white stuck all with yew, O prepare it!
My part of death no one so true did share it.

Not a flower, not a flower sweet,
On my black coffin let there be strewn:
Not a friend, not a friend greet
My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown.
A thousand thousand sighs to save, lay me O where
Sad true lover never find my grave, to weep there!
- Act II Scene 4