cramduck

cramduck t1_jaa2jk7 wrote

I would have a much easier time of this if all of our roadway infrastructure wasn't built for cars. As it stands, seeing a bicyclist is like a weird mix of encountering a deer "Oh God, I hope it doesn't suddenly dive in front of me" and encountering a cop "Oh God, I hope I'm not doing something illegal."

The end result is that any time I have to share a road with a bicyclist, my blood pressure goes through the roof.

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cramduck t1_ja812h6 wrote

The game Monaco uses a steganographic technique to make the save l files for player-created maps. They create a preview image of the map for you, and tweak the color values pixel-by-pixel to be odd or even, corresponding to the 1s and 0s of a binary message. That binary message is the actual level data.

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cramduck t1_j4vzeis wrote

Recently read a very thorough treatment of this subject titled "Being Mortal" and I strongly recommend it to anyone who is expecting to be involved in these kinds of decisions with themselves or a family member.

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cramduck t1_ituv5y3 wrote

Where lies the strangling fruit that came from the hand of the sinner I shall bring forth the seeds of the dead to share with the worms that gather in the darkness and surround the world with the power of their lives while from the dimlit halls of other places forms that never were and never could be writhe for the impatience of the few who never saw what could have been. In the black water with the sun shining at midnight, those fruit shall come ripe and in the darkness of that which is golden shall split open to reveal the revelation of the fatal softness in the earth. The shadows of the abyss are like the petals of a monstrous flower that shall blossom within the skull and expand the mind beyond what any man can bear, but whether it decays under the earth or above on green fields, or out to sea or in the very air, all shall come to revelation, and to revel, in the knowledge of the strangling fruit—and the hand of the sinner shall rejoice, for there is no sin in shadow or in light that the seeds of the dead cannot forgive. And there shall be in the planting in the shadows a grace and a mercy from which shall blossom dark flowers, and their teeth shall devour and sustain and herald the passing of an age. That which dies shall still know life in death for all that decays is not forgotten and reanimated it shall walk the world in the bliss of not-knowing. And then there shall be a fire that knows the naming of you, and in the presence of the strangling fruit, its dark flame shall acquire every part of you that remains.

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