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Storebought Valentines - 2011
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
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And it was a long, long Valentines this year. The spirit of Hallmark and commerce infused almost every inch of it - from Saturday night (the early birds) to Monday (the couples) and Tuesday (the "lovers") the entire wheel of human romantic misery and misfortune rolled through the restaurant.
We pack the restaurant these days, bring up tables out of storage, fill every square foot, even the halls beside the bathrooms, with tables. There is barely room enough to stand, let alone move around. We have a set menu, 4 courses at a fixed price, it's necessary to prevent the total collapse of the restaurant. And the tragedy begins.
Some of the people are regulars, the obligatory Valentines night out, we'll leave them alone as we know them already. Then there are the rest, the once-or-twice a year diners "We were here last Valentines Day" they tell us and oddly enough I recognize them, there are the new customers who thought they'd try us out and drink only water, trying to bring some economy to an otherwise expensive meal, there are the couples grown comfortable in their disappointed hopes and ambitions, there are the couples of women - not lesbians, merely thwarted in love.(**For some reason Valentintes is not a very Gay-Friendly commercial holiday, or they have other destinations than our restaurant). There are the triads and quadrilles, couples that share the day with other people or couples. There's a young businessman with his very attractive and seductively dressed consort, they're drinking hard and she's getting a little out of control, making eyes at the waiters, finally, stumbling out the door (him holding it open and waiting for her in disgust) she approaches another table, a couple of girls, and tells them that she wants to join them, go out with them later, she's really not too attached to this man she's with...
There are the proposals, a rude and simple skinhead with his BBW girlfriend, engagement ring upon the table, short with the staff but he's wooing her and she's falling for it, pink cocktails and wine and he's passing his plate (she's still eating) to any server that happens near...
There are the couples that arrive together and leave seperately, she in tears and the boyfriend still waiting for dessert and the bill, Valentines is good for that. There are the couples just getting together, couples in the midst of breaking up, there are the bridges crumbling or slowly being built, there are the women and men stifling yawns and enthusing over trivial gifts of chocolate and flowers, on Tuesday there are the secret trysts between lovers and couples whose love is a well kept secret, it's the day after Valentines and they had other obligations, committments (and a wise choice, as the menu is back to normal and the staff can handle this flow).
And so it passes. G says: "All in all I thought it went pretty well". And it did, so long as you weren't a customer or staff member.
Genetic Algorithm Car Evolution Using Box2D Physics (v2.2)
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This is quite interesting. An algorithm that "evolves" to discover the best "car" (2D graphic representation) for the terrain that it's driving upon.
What is interesting about this is less the program than the idea that we can somehow create software that evolves with the tastes of the times and the user. Solutions that anticipate problems and "evolve" to overcome them. Programs that can evolve strategies to solve problems in mathematics and physics, like the Big Bang Theory or String Theory, or how to calculate prime numbers...
Link: http://www.boxcar2d.com/
Placebos
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And a video that should raise a few questions about the mind-body connection. Don't worry, it's short.
Tom Thumb
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
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That I was in Philadelphia at a flea market, there's an antique dealer there who has a couple of small dancing wood figures on sticks, they're well carved, with that heavy aged patina and magnets on their feet...he tells me that they're part of a "Tom Thumb" game and shows me the rest, there are some magnets they would play with, and an old metal tractor seat that's been beaten into a game board, and he's searching around for the box.
I'm intrigued. I've never seen anything quite like this, and I ask him how much..
He sucks in his breath and goes to tell me...I'm waiting, he's humming and hawing, telling me how rare it is and I'm expecting, 50, maybe a hundred bucks.
$280 dollars with many assurances of it's rarity and value.
Now I could buy it, but it's a bit too expensive and there's other things that I want and he assures me that he comes this way every week, he's from Boston but he does "The Tour" so I can think upon it and I'm wondering how in this part of the world distances are so small....
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