follow your heart, but take your brain with you

new favorite conspiracy theory is that the lottery only exists to capture time travelers

I also now have a new favourite conspiracy theory

Lol

you’re just gonna leave this in the tags?

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I’m reading this book and the main character was like describing her nemesis or whatever and she’s like “he’s a white cishet man” in his list of negative attributes and I understand it’s supposed to be a quippy lil thing and all but the irony is that the main character herself is white and cishet, as is her love interest. So what did we gain here? A few woke points? Like I don’t really understand it tbh woke white folk creating distance between them and other white folk simply doesn’t do it for me the irony is a bit strong

literally losing my mind at this. this person is going places

Fun fact, The Questing Beast of Arthurian Legend is the result of people attempting to describe what a giraffe was, then being explained and drawn by people who have never actually seen it.

The Questing Beast was said to have a head and neck of a snake (long neck), body of leopard (coat pattern), hind legs of a lion (tufted tail) and feet of a deer (”hooves:).

I’m having emotions at this artwork. It’s caught between fright and awe; fascination and fear.

Behold, a unicorn.

He got two horns tho

*record scratch*

*music starts back up*

BEHOLD, A UNICORN

Light a candle directly in front of your automatic Glade spray air freshener that way every 9 minutes a fireball shoots across your living room table, intimidating your house guests, asserting your dominance in your domain

YOU BETTER STOP

Love wins

Tom and Jerry

LOVE WON

So I looked this up and the whole story is wild.

Basically, market research for japanese bakeries determined that a) they sell more breads and pastries the more different varieties they have, and b) japanese bakery customers prefer items which are not wrapped, because individually wrapped things give the impression of being like, preserved or something instead of fresh and good I guess? So the obvious solution is to sell as many different kinds of unwrapped breads and pastries as you can.

But! In actual practice, that’s a nightmare. No packaging means no barcodes to scan, so the cashier needs to know all like 200 different (often very similar) items by heart and add them up manually, which means training new employees is a slow and painful process and customer service in general suffers badly. And having a person handle all those un-packaged foodstuffs to count them or examine them, in addition to being slow and clumsy, is unsanitary as fuck.

So one bakery chain owner approached this computer guy in 2007 asking for a system to automate the checkout process. It took five years and the company barely survived a financial crisis in the middle, but long story short they developed a highly specialized AI that will look at the pile of bread a customer picked out and automatically identify everything, tally it up, and charge them correctly, while the live cashier is free to make small talk or help people out or whatever. The whole process is simple, fast, sanitary, and pleasant for customers and employees alike, and to an outsider it looks like fucking magical bullshit.

But then in 2017 a doctor saw an ad for this bakery scanning system and it occurred to him that cells under a microscope don’t look all that different from weird loaves of bread. And it turns out that yeah, you can use almost all of the same code to analyze a tissue sample and pick out any potentially cancerous cells in it. Other people have started buying the same program for everything from analyzing the readout from big physics experiments to labeling charms and amulets for sale at shrines to detecting problems in the wiring on jet engines.

oh so THAT’S the answer to why you need an ai that can tell croissants from bear claws. That actually makes sense.

I have to physically stop myself from spoilering myself while reading ahead

Yeah if I know something big is coming up I have to cover the page with my hand.

Me, refusing to leave tumblr: sir, this is my emotional support hellsite

beepboop. censorbot approved

“Me, refusing to leave: sir, this is my emotional hell” is a funnier text post than my original one, good job censorbot.

same energy as that buffy episode where the big bad ‘can’t be hurt by any weapon forged’ and she’s like ‘it’s been a 500 years are you sure’ and annihilates it with a fuckin M136 rocket launcher