No problem, friend. Certainly not the first thing my mind goes to when I consider eating my date :p

Some feefees were hurt, that’s pretty violent.

A date is a type of fruit, kinda similar to a plum.

It also provides a raised grip for removing, but they could do both of those without THAT shape. Even rotating the hole 90 degrees would make it a little better on the key ring and still keep those marginal benefits.

This was my experience. I bounced off it a few times, then finally got some of the interesting gear, then realized I had >!reconnected a player-built Zipline section in the last area of the game!<, was nearing its end, and I didn’t wanna leave the world quite yet hahah.

One of the few open-world games that I enjoyed just existing in, doing the menial busy-work. Growing attached to my carts as Norman Reedus grows attached to BB… Such a bizarre experience.

It really was a slow burn. I had to progress through 4 or 5 story missions before it really clicked for me. Probably around the time I got >!the first exoskeleton!<. The story starts to do its kojima thing and sucking you in with weird questions, and the gameplay finally starts to feel like you’re making a decision instead of just on rails.

Good game, good game.

I love the documentation.

Just… Why is it shaped like that? What possessed Samsung to make that design…?

Oh neat. This is all taxonomy that is well beyond me. My defense of calling humans monkeys is that everyone does it, and that’s how language works. Glad to know I’m correct too, technically lol

Ol Bill Shakespeare. He wrote Hamlet, one correct letter at a time.

To be entirely fair, apes aren’t monkeys. I don’t think that particular distinction is really all that relevant to the discussion, but technically…

Technically true, I think it still fits for the layman.

Gyrategun. Shiversword. Vibratevibrator. Fidgetfalchion.

Weird how neither of those numbers are infinities. Almost like the numbers used are unfathomably small in comparison.

I would place money on some enthusiast somewhere having typed up Hamlet on a typewriter just for kicks. Surely in the hundreds of years of overlap between humanity, Hamlet, and typewriters, it’s happened once. I’d be more concerned with typos.

I think the point is less about any kind of route to Hamlet, and more about the absurdity of infinite tries in a finite space(time). There are a finite (but extremely large) number of configurations of English characters in a work the length of Hamlet. If you have truly an infinite number of attempts (monkeys, time, or both are actually infinite) and the trials are all truly random (every character is guaranteed to have the same chance as every other) then you will necessarily arrive at that configuration eventually.

As far as your process, of procedurally generating each letter one by one until you have the completed works, we actually have a monkey who more or less did that already. His name is William.

Why must the concept of time before the big bang (or after our heat death) exist in our physical reality for us to speculate about theoretical infinities past those? The thought experiment is about _infinite time, not all the time in our limited universe. A lot of things happen at infinity that break down as soon as you add a limit, but we’re not talking limits when we’re talking infinity.

Loser suit Larry seems more musky.

My sarcastic asshole would have snapped the wheels off the bag if that’s the distinction they want to have.

Practically, outside of second-hand sales, there’s no difference between e.g. GOGs offline installer and a physical copy of the game. No, you don’t technically own it, but for all intents and purposes you do.

What, was it blowing a whistle?