MAN
Culcha clash. He bangs his two knuckled tensiled fists together,
illustrating. Culcha clash. He faces LARRY in the driveway. LARRY's
car is half-loaded with open boxes that are haphazardly stuffed with
clothing and effects. LARRY is leaning against the hood, arms folded,
gazing at the man, unimpressed. A long beat. Finally he bestirs
himself.
LARRY
With all respect, Mr. Park, I don't think it's that.
Mr. Park
Yes.
But it would-
Gar Brandt intrudes [three-quarters/half angrily pensive snarl]
Is this man bothering you?
Gar Brandt stands on the strip of lawn separating the two neighbors.
He is giving Mr. Park a ["..you people come to our Country,
learn to speak our language gawdammit"] slow hardening scowl.
(Gar Brandt is a serious man, a troubled and angry man. We see
here a man with a history of close quarters combat, a clinically
psychically prfoundly wounded man with the unspoken,
unmentionable trauma of lethal violence. We understand Gar has
killed other men. Gar Brandt is listed under the dictionary
definition of `The Ugly American'.)
LARRY
Is he bothering me? No. We're fine. Thank you, Mr. Brandt.
An involuntary twitching spasm overcomes and owns Gar Brandt's right
side of his upper mouth, much as the fantastic pwned-rage performance of
Klaus Kinsky, as his congenital disfigurement of a freakish humpback
adroitly used to light Clint's match at the counter of Tucumcari's
desperate Saloon. not entirely convinced, a knitted-brow Gar warily
withdraws, glowering a steeped-treacle hatred into an unstable
tremens rictus at the Korean, while simultaneously he silently bangs
his two knuckled tensiled fists together, illustrating `Gar Brandt's
`Korean War Chosen Reservoir Culcha Clash'.
(current-time-string) "Fri Jan 19 11:40:24 2018"
After his Ignoble Disgrace,
After being randomly smashed by a car guilty Anton Bardeem Chigurh was
being expelled from Heaven. As he passed through the judicial $\dpi$\
Gate, he paused a moment in thought, and turned to God and said, "A
new creature called Homo Numerati, I hear, is soon to be awakened?"
"This is true," God replied. "He will need laws," said the wetted
slate-eyed Demon slyly. "What! You, his appointed Enemy for all
Time! You ask for the right to make his laws?!"
Chigurh replied, " Why do all of
you answer a question with a question? "I ask only
that he be allowed to make his own and that $\dpi$\ cannot."
Then, Anton Chigurh --he likes doing this for some skewed asymmetric
reason-- made God bet on a flip of an early US 60's silver quarter and
God lost. So with a gleeful twinkle in his weary eye it was so
granted, and $\dpi$\ was filled with joy that the two knuck-knuck
chuckleheads now depended on him for so little, and they could now
leave home and be own their own.
-- unix fortune,
Ambrosia-ed Pierce Inverarity's "$\dpi$'s Diary"
(current-time-string) "Tue Feb 6 17:54:17 2018"
e^(pi+pi/e) = 10.08909058101848508167216177
e^(pi+pi)/e = 196.9963709864209455394502312
e^(pi+e)/e = 129.0080082702093349558623705
Three generations - a mommy, a toddler girl, and her doll- all have
colorful clothes
Brutal Dwarf Fortress w/o Persistance:
2-->:
grunts signalling, language
writing
programming
littler fleas und zu weiter:
drawrfs programming own dwarf doll-world dwarf fortress game
(current-time-string) "Tue Feb 13 10:24:39 2018"
(e+pi/e)^(pi-pi/e) = 14.72339008629719259469553180
(pi-pi/e)^(e+pi/e) = 14.26462022321675384978556879
e+pi/e = 3.874009178249966953270380655
pi-pi/e = 1.985865303798871520552550200
(current-time-string) "Sun Dec 31 15:58:50 2017"
If two wrongs don't make a right, try a smidgen more than three.
BOSS PAUL
Dogboy, git them dogs shut up!
DOGBOY, a trustee whose leather gloves are always sticking
out of one back pocket, puts his hand to be licked by the
dogs who quiet, friendly, like any pets.
DOGBOY
They just smell newmeat is all, Boss.
(current-time-string) "Fri Jan 19 11:46:51 2018"
oo = 0.57721566490153
zeta(1+1/100000) = 100000.57721639305950
zeta(1+1/1000000) = 1000000.57721573771737
zeta(1+1/10000000) = 10000000.57721567218311
zeta(1+1/100000000) = 100000000.57721566562969
zeta(1+1/1000000000) = 1000000000.5772156649 743
oo = 0.5772156649 015
(current-time-string) "Sun Dec 31 15:57:40 2017"
CATG:
Genetics explains why you look like your father, and if you don't, why
you should.
gerunding:
"Time flies like an arrow, but fruit flies like a banana."
-linux fortune
% e% 1779 Jun 30 1997 /root/cp/libro/d.emot/d.intro/eintro
per: hal9k.q:_______________________________________
$\be$\ being sentient, the optimal dynamic number system
representation must be best adapted to its embedded enplotment
embodiment where its comfortably ...WITH THE ENVIROMENT.
WITH:
[]3-D prot folding
[] codon cursor
[] repro
[] self-reflective
[] ..
(current-time-string) "Mon Jan 22 05:16:13 2018"
e^(12/e) = 82.64491468
e^(12/e)-e^(8/e) = 63.67156152
e^(12/e)-e^(8/e)-e^(10/e) = 24.07293588
e^(12/e)-e^(8/e)-e^(10/e)-e^(8/e) = 5.09958272
e^(8/e)+e^(10/e)+e^(8/e)+e^(6/e)-e^(12/e) = 3.99134212
(current-time-string) "Thu Feb 22 14:46:57 2018"
%\subsec{ Freedom's Failures}
``Freedom is not worth having if it does not include the freedom to
code buggy $\pi$ware."
(current-time-string) "Wed Feb 7 02:24:03 2018"
Let's be honest. Lets be fucking honest. The truth?
The truth is always remember that you are UNIQUE. Just like every other 1.7
billion unique Chinese named Chin(`Chinese', `Chin' you finally
figured it out yet?) with bad teeth and disgusting mastication habits you
absolutey cannot tell apart.
The good news is, ten weeks from Friday will be a meh-okay rainy-gray
November kind of a shit-sandwich-day. Reminds you of someone's UNIQUE entire
life you may know of?
(current-time-string) "Mon Jan 8 21:20:41 2018"