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still one of my favorites
(or rather #unicode_art right?)
Any conversation
What's your Minecraft skin?
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really? (โ โโ _โ โโ ) I just saw it before and felt like it described me sometimes (โ โขโ ย โ โฝโ ย โ โขโ ;โ ) what game is he from!??!
or show, or any other media,,
That's so funny, I've never seen anyone get into it by this quote alone, he's the antagonist of the game The Elder Scrolls III: Morrowind.
The quote is even better when you hear it in context, but don't spoil the experience, you ought to play the game and hear it for yourself.
What do you normally play?
Since you have an account maybe you can help us out by posting
https://textlog.cc/about ? :D Here is the HN thread if you want to copy the title.@fastidiousprofilefollow
"Beware those that would deny you access to information, for in their heart they dream themselves your master." โ Sid Meyersreplied to:
"Beware those that would deny you access to information, for in their heart they dream themselves your master." โ Sid Meyersreplied to:HN, and some carefully picked r/Reddits. Can't stand .
An interesting thought: historically, a major consideration for companies choosing what to use is how many engineers use it (because that will make hiring much easier/harder). Going forward, this becomes "how big of a corpus of this code is out there", because it impacts how proficient are likely to be at using it.
signals. thinking about shifting my mental framework to identify signals instead of waiting for concepts to be assembled. exploring the amount of energy and opportunities for distractions through the operations of processing what just happened and what is happening to short circuit latent and unnecessary systems. cut through the assembly processes and identify the raw signals. recognizing that naming these "raw signals" is misleading. maybe, shifting observability lower in the stack.
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Stories always begin this way: a chance encounter, completely unexpected. Stories always end this way: two flowers bloom, then drift apart. (by Zhang Jiajia, I Belonged to You)