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  • bitpunk:

    você já esteve em SP?

  • B:

    já. algumas vezes.

  • bitpunk:

    eu estava nesta reunião. dudes marcaram a reunião em um hotel em Alphaville.

  • bitpunk:

    Alphaville é tipo depois de Osasco.

  • B:

    em alphaville eu nunca estive.

  • B:

    mas prepare-se pra distâncias enormes e táxis caros.

  • bitpunk:

    looonge. cem reais de táxi. (a fgv reembolsa)

  • bitpunk:

    estou falando do passado. digo, de hoje.

  • bitpunk:

    a reunião acabou tipo 16:50. O meu vôo era às 19. O que uma pessoa responsável faria nessa situação?

  • B:

    táxi pro aeroporto em seguida.

  • bitpunk:

    só pra você ter uma noção: http://maps.google.com/maps?f=d&source=s_d&saddr=aeroporto+de+congonhas,+s%C3%A3o+paulo&daddr=Alameda+Cauaxi,+223+-+Alphaville+Industrial,+Barueri+-+SP,+06454-020,+Brasil+(Bourbon+Alphaville+Business+Hotel)&hl=en&geocode=FYF-l_4dexQ4_SllP4pzYVrOlDFze6IYM7Zdmw%3BCVSB8D4GMQ9cFRuDmf4d3CE1_SGx_8pIMDC4YCmfOuT4OwLPlDHFRgUbfqUpNA&mra=pe&mrcr=0&sll=-23.572798,-46.746826&sspn=0.287612,0.617294&ie=UTF8&t=h&z=12

  • B:

    nossa.

  • B:

    nem táxi salvaria, nessas condições.

  • bitpunk:

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2UZDJA0BKUI

  • bitpunk:

    eu continuo a história quando você clicar nesse link :P

  • B:

    hahahahah

  • B:

    muito bom

  • bitpunk:

    as pessoas responsáveis pegaram um táxi para congonhas.

  • bitpunk:

    eu peguei um táxi para a praça da república. galeria do rock.

  • B:

    e deu tempo?

  • bitpunk:

    deu tempo de subir correndo a escada, ir a uma loja de t-shirts que eu já conhecia, escolher quase aleatoriamente uns bagulhos, e sair de lá às 6:00.

  • bitpunk:

    então eu estava em um táxi em SP no horário do rush às 6:04, rumo a congonhas.

  • B:

    nossa.

  • bitpunk:

    o meu plano era chegar no check-in correndo, frear de repente e deslizar mais um pouco. like dylan in the movies.

  • bitpunk:

    os meus sapatos sociais foderam com esse plano, infelizmente. não houve deslizamento.

  • B:

    nossa. e você conseguiu.

  • B:

    empreitada, viu.

  • bitpunk:

    cheguei minutos depois do fim do check-in para o vôo das 7.

  • bitpunk:

    mas como muita gente que compra 7:30 por segurança chega cedo e adianta, arrumaram-me não um, não dois, mas três assentos consecutivos no vôo seguinte.

  • bitpunk:

    "embarque imediato", disse a moça.

  • bitpunk:

    eu fui ao portão indicado com o meu boleto de check-in, e o homem fez um gesto. acho que eu estava com headphones.

  • bitpunk:

    como eram 7:00, eu julguei que era "não abriu ainda, sente naquelas cadeiras".

  • bitpunk:

    por volta das 7:25, como não acontecia nada, eu comecei a andar preocupado entre o portão 2, constante do meu bilhete, e o 1, adjacente, com filas para outros voos.

  • bitpunk:

    às 7:28, eu já estava sem headphones e ouvi a última chamada para Diego Pazo no portão 3.

  • bitpunk:

    mais uma vez, não pude fazer a ceninha do escorregamento.

  • bitpunk:

    sapatos sociais cramp my style.

  • B:

    hahahahahahah

David Harvey @ BBC: “Capitalism is amoral and lawless, and should be overthrown”

E o hotel também oferece torneiras nas suítes. 

Pop culture controls you even if you think you’re separate from it. It is everywhere, from the clothes you wear to the language you use to the way you think. It is a viral pandemic that masks infection by pretending to be part of you. There’s no cure. But if you know the structure of the virus, at least you can recognize the infection as not-you.


“No way, I’m not getting infected, I’m not exposing myself to all that trash. I’m going to think for myself.”


That’s the virus talking.

Usually, they are problems in computer science that don’t feel well specified enough for the rest of the computer science community to want to work on. For instance, compilers used to be considered AI, because you were writing down statements in a high-level language; and how could a computer possibly understand that stuff? Well, you had to do work to make a computer understand the high-level language and that was taken to be AI. Now that we understand compilers and there’s a theory of how to build compilers and lots of compilers are out there, well, it’s not AI any more. So, AI people have a chip on their shoulders that when they finally get something working it gets co-opted by some other part of the field. So, by definition, no AI ever works; if it works, it’s not AI.
The original aim of this article was to demystify the incompleteness theorem of Gödel and the truth-definition theory of Tarski by showing that both are consequences of some very simple algebra in the cartesian-closed setting. It was always hard for many to comprehend how Cantor’s mathematical theorem could be re-christened as a “paradox” by Russell and how Gödel’s theorem could be so often declared to be the most significant result of the 20th century. There was always the suspicion among scientists that such extra-mathematical publicity movements concealed an agenda for re-establishing belief as a substitute for science. Now, one hundred years after Gödel’s birth, the organized attempts to harness his great mathematical work to such an agenda have become explicit.
Play the game for more than you can afford to lose…only then will you learn the game.
Winston Churchill (via theimpossiblecool)

As an aesthetic principle, quirk is an embrace of the odd against the blandly mainstream. It features mannered ingenuousness, an embrace of small moments, narrative randomness, situationally amusing but not hilarious character juxtapositions (on HBO’s recent indie-cred comedy Flight of the Conchords, the titular folk-rock duo have one fan), and unexplainable but nonetheless charming character traits. Quirk takes not mattering very seriously.


Quirk is odd, but not too odd. That would take us all the way to weird, and there someone might get hurt.

My Little Klingon Pony (ht kipperfrog)

My Little Klingon Pony (ht kipperfrog)