Marge, I never put my foot down about anything– No. But I am severely tempted to do it over this.

• Oh, Homer.
• Marge, I’m sorry. I think it’s coming down. No, Homer ! No, no ! It’s coming down. That’s it, Marge. It’s coming down. The cable stays. The foot has spoken

I’m going to put my foot down. It’s going to happen.

Such fear in this man’s eyes. I thought having a gun was supposed to make you feel invincible. Maybe he needs a bigger one with more random shit glued onto it?

Damn I would watch Dwarf TV all day…

The things about quantum computers is they are really, really powerful at a some kinds of things, some of the time. Maybe even most of the time.

Binary computers are okay at one thing, but it does that one thing exactly every time. If it ever makes a mistake then entire thing might crash.

The problem is a quantum computer is so different from normal computers you have to start over from the beginning of the tech stack. Even if you get it working reliability (which is hard to do), how does it help you? You can do some crazy math, but it can’t run an operating system. It doesn’t have a bios. There are no drivers that speak some percentage of up spin vs down spin. There isn’t a standard assembly language. There isn’t a standard anything. It’s like how computers were in the 40s.

I think quantum computers are very interesting and might help in very specific applications, and I mean like custom made math heavy applications that only run on that one machine you built it for kind of specific.

Can that change the world? Maybe. But it will take time. No one wants to talk about it because it’s a hard problem that is still years away from doing much to impact peoples lives. Better to talk about ai slop, that gets clicks because you can see it and touch it right now.

What the hell hit it, a rail gun? Lol that was awesome.

What was the theory behind this kind of up armoring? It has hipster cope cage energy.

I would talk to her, just share your vibes and concerns, and say be careful. Also remind her you are always there for her if she needs anything.

A little advice is good if it’s genuine and the communication is between equals.

I mean… the outlet is very, very regular pressure. Just need a barometer to know what the pressure is.

I’m pushing numbers like that. And I have to say, when I really stop and think about it, my life just keeps getting better. I keep getting better. My mind is better. My attitude is better.

I think about death a lot, but I also think about life a lot. Its easy to think back and say “if only I could go back” forgetting that who you are now and who you were then are completely different. We wish we had more time to be young and wise, but usually you have to pick one out the other.

And name it Zulu Time because it sounds cool.

They seemed to like it! It only lasted the first half of the first session. It was fun without dragging on.

So far my best campaign start was I told the group: Look, until I say so, everything you try works. No rolls. Your bad asses. Something will go wrong at some point, but it’s imposable for you to die until this opening is over.

They proceed to pull off an amazing heist where they had to break in and tamper with some evidence. Just add they do their NPC teammates betray them, set off a chain reaction that kills a bunch of civilians, and leave them to take the blame. The law is on their trail, they are running out of friends, and finally they dive out of a high rise building and land in a trash heap. Then the campaign starts.

Bun is Batman.

Starting was both very hard and very easy. I had help from my partner, but when they would suggest things I would get defensive, even offended sometimes. I remember feeling hurt that they were pushing my problems onto someone else instead of helping me. In retrospect it was how they could help me, but at the time everything was so twisted up.

Eventually I just went along with things. Once I stopped fighting it, everything was easy. Because of weird insurance stuff I needed a referral before I could see someone. I didn’t have a regular doctor. We just walked into an urgent care and said “I’m depressed and I need a referral to a psychologist.” Within half an hour we had what we needed, paid our copay, and left. We set up an appointment with the doctor and just showed up together. Thankfully the hill I had to climb was of my own making. It usually is.

Once I was okay with going, everything was painless and quick from there. Things started improving, I started feeling things getting better, it was easier to stick with it.

Before I went on medication I had a lot of mental issues. I still do. They are just manageable now. I think a lot about how normal everything felt looking back on my behavior and feelings. To this day I understand intellectually how I used to struggle, but emotionally I feel like nothing has really changed. But everything changed. I am in such a better place now. It’s still hard sometimes, but I am lucky to be where I am now. I know how easy it would have been to stay in that place.

I never felt like I needed medical help. I went because those close to me thought it was a good idea. It was life changing.

I’m not saying your situation is the same as mine, but I understand. I would recommend talking to a psychologist. I never thought it would change anything. I’m so grateful to have been wrong.

I must second this. I think the problem is these morons are the loudest in the room and have no self awareness. Most people likely agree, just quietly.

All I can think of here is Government Cheese. Murica.

Is there some kind of deeper meaning or message here? or is this just a weird thing to do in front of a police line?

This is exactly what I came here to say. They are militantly against duplicates. Doesn’t that mean on a long enough timeline the number of new questions have to eventually reach zero?

I use stack overflow every day and have for years. I have never once had to ask a question.