You know, I swore to myself I wouldn't get involved in this topic (mainly because I'd try to have a go and my creativity is needed elsewhere), but this question has been bugging me for years and I've been hit by youtube's recommended videos involving this for the last week.

Thus, I apologise if this has been covered but I didn't see it in the FAQ when I checked it just now.

How does Doug's metatalent handle those songs which have multiple segments(?) to them.

For example, how would it react to The Poet and the Pendulum by Nightwish?

Why can't we have nice things like this for real?

https://kerbalx.com/CaptainRoach/Blackeye

This November 11 will be the 100th anniversary of the Armistice that ended World War I.

Instead of the usual request to take a moment of silence to remember the veterans and the fallen on the day itself, I thought I'd mention a 22-year-old man named Hugh Cairns.

Quote:On 1 November 1918, while Sergeant Cairns was serving with the 46th Infantry Battalion near Valenciennes in France, a German machine gun opened fire on his platoon as it advanced. Single-handed, he attacked the enemy position and captured the gun, using a Lewis light machine gun to kill the crew. Later, when progress was blocked again, he charged another group of German positions, killing 12 of the enemy and capturing 18 others along with two machine guns. When further resistance was encountered from enemy machine guns and artillery, Cairns, though wounded, led a successful effort to outflank and eliminate the defenders. Cairns’s small party inflicted many casualties and captured about fifty of the enemy and all of their guns. A subsequent patrol in which he participated forced 60 more enemy soldiers to surrender. It was while disarming this group of prisoners that Cairns was wounded again, this time severely. Although he still managed to open fire and kill many of his assailants, he was overwhelmed by about 20 of the other enemy prisoners and collapsed from weakness and the loss of blood. Cairns died the following day.

The Register: Official: IBM to gobble Red Hat for $34bn – yes, the enterprise Linux biz

Not a surprise - Linux is pretty much the only OS for virtual servers hosted on IBM mainframes, after all.

I can’t even...
https://pittsburgh.cbslocal.com/2018/10/...rrel-hill/

Wow. Netflix is hitting it out of the park this season. Haunting of Hill House, Daredevil and now Castlevania.

I won't spoil it, because damn that season climax is all kinds of awesome, but I will say that if you have a tolerance (or appreciation) for bloody violent anime give this a watch. There is a lot of talking for the first 6 episodes but then the payoff... the payoff is perhaps the single most satisfying single episode of an anime I have seen for quite some time. Not since the ending of Fullmetal Alchemist.

So, I wonder what computers or OSes that Doug has experiences with. What was the first computer that he first programmed on? Is there an old 8-bit computer system he has fondness for? Or programming languages that he prefers?

This was prompted from watching some youtube videos restoring old 8 bit era computers.

Quote:The most users online at one time was 108 on Today at 11:23 AM

"You do not understand, human.  You no longer live your life
according to the dictates of Destiny.  You have been touched by
the Fates -- you are an *adjunct* to them, their agent and
antithesis both, whether you know it or not."

This fine October night I had barely gotten to the meadow where I 
usually did my surveillance summonings when -- finally! -- one of 
the stalker centaurs left the Forbidden Forest and galloped up to 
me.  But instead of greeting me, introducing himself or otherwise 
being anything *close* to social, he instead started raking me 
over the coals because I somehow messed up their astrological 
calculations.  Apparently my gravitic mass was sufficient to sway 
the stars and planets from their usual courses and send them 
dancing willy-nilly across the sky in ways that deeply offended 
the centaurs.

Naturally I called bullshit on this silliness.  Oddly, this did
not endear me to the as-yet-unidentified Greco-Roman hexapod.  In
response he instead began to lecture me on why my very existence 
was an insult to any right-thinking seer of the future.

I heroically restrained myself from rolling my eyes as he worked
himself up to the point that I had to step back to avoid being 
showered in humanoequine spittle.

"Your very presence destroys Destiny, breaks Fate, changes 
what-must-be to what-you-need as the world around you dances to 
the tune you play," the centaur growled, clenching his fists and
stomping with one front hoof as if to punctuate the seriousness
of his accusation.  I yawned at the theatrics.  "You may have 
once been a normal wizard," he continued, "but no more.  Your 
every movement is infused with the energies of Fate."

I snorted.  "I *beg* your pardon, Trigger!  I was *never* a 
'normal' wizard.  And for your information, I haven't been 
*touched* by Fate -- I've been *kissed*."  I stopped and 
reconsidered.  "Well, four kisses and a handshake."

When Ikuko left the dining room after sitting us down there, I 
turned to Usagi and placed one of my spare iPods in front of her, 
along with a set of vintage 2025 Skullcandy earbuds.  "Here you 
go."

She picked it up and turned it over in her hands.  "Huh?  What's
this?"

"That, teishi, is an iPod Zoom.  It's like a Walkman, only 
smaller and with a lot more music on it."

Usagi frowned at the device, which at about a third the size of a 
pack of cigarettes was probably smaller than any music player 
she'd ever seen before.  "How much more?"

I chuckled.  "Remember I said I had something like thirty 
thousand songs in my collection?"  She nodded and I went on.  
"There's about fifteen thousand songs on there."

I'm going to miss Usagi-chan's wild takes when she gets older and
jaded, but for the moment I enjoyed the wide eyes and the sudden
fumbling grasp.  "How far in the future is it from?" she finally
managed to get out.

"The first version of this device will come out in less than ten 
years; this one is from maybe a decade after that.  Here," I 
said, rescuing the iPod before she dropped it, "let me show you 
how to work it."