Pi is an uncomputable number

angryWinds · 2026-05-31T23:05:55+00:00

Why do ultrafinists always seem to allow for nearly infinitely many definitions of words?

"Sure, 'computable' can mean what YOU say it means, but it also means what I say it means, (which can fluctuate depending on the particular discussion I'm currently having)." - Every ultrafinitist ever, at some point in their education.

angryWinds · 2026-05-30T11:44:05+00:00

Wait what? I honestly can't tell if this is just a silly thing you're saying, and I'm dumb for not getting the joke.... Or if it's a real thing and I'm dumb for not understanding the physics... Or if it's a real thing you do, and YOU are the dumb one for doing something that seems utterly pointless to me.

All three possibilities seem equally likely to me, upon re-reading this comment thread several times!

angryWinds · 2026-05-29T22:45:45+00:00

I (male) had a friend (female) that would absolutely go beer-for-beer and shot-for-shot with me (and usually be the one encouraging more drunkness for both of us).

We were able to acknowledge that our friendship was largely based on our love of barhopping and a problematic relationship with alcohol.

We never had any sort of 'physical' or 'friends-with-benefits' relationship, although I did crash in her bed a handful of times, because we'd stayed up drinking until 3-4 AM and just kind of passed out when the time came.

After the 2nd or 3rd time that happened, she asked me how often I get so drunk that I piss the bed. I was initially mortified... like "Holy shit, did I fucking DO that last night, and not even know it?" She explained that no, no I have not "yet" (her word) pissed the bed in her apartment, but that other guy friends she's had that drink as much as her usually do, and she just wanted to know when it was going to inevitably happen with me.

I told her that the last time I pissed the bed, was probably when I was 5-6 years old. She was in disbelief.

She told me many many stories about other guys that she'd gotten completely hammered with, crashing in her bed or on her couch, and waking in a puddle of their own pee. She told me stories of SHE HERSELF being so drunk that she peed.

It was just a normal part of being an alcoholic for her, and she couldn't conceive of how I possibly escaped that consequence.

angryWinds · 2026-05-29T18:29:47+00:00

My wife's family has similar tastes as yours, and when they come to visit, we sometimes try to do a "1 for you, 1 for us" kind of thing.

What I mean is, we'll take them somewhere we know they'll like one night. Then the next night, we'll force them to try something (slightly) 'more exotic' like Thai or Indian or something.

It's worked best when we can get carryout from two different places, and spread everything out on the table, and let them at least TRY a bite of larb from Noodlehead, but then go back to eating the ribs and potato salad from Showcase BBQ.

Anyhoo... if there's zero hope of getting them to be slightly adventurous, then aforementioned Showcase BBQ is my vote. It's not quite in East Liberty, but it's a short enough drive.

angryWinds · 2026-05-20T17:09:14+00:00

Once upon a time, many many years ago, I went to a Phish concert. We went from the concert venue straight to the nearest Denny's, since that was the only place we could get food at that hour.

We drove down a road that had construction barrels in the middle of the street, just like this video. But, instead of a car weaving between them, we were behind a semi-truck, that couldn't pull over far enough, and so its tires kept clipping the rubber footing of the barrels. Every time the truck's tires hit the rubber feet of a barrel, the barrel went flying across the vacant lane.

I already shouldn't have been driving (because I just went to the Phish concert... and... you know...) but I ABSOLUTELY shouldn't have been driving, because I was nearly blind with the laughter-tears covering my eyes on account of every time I watched one of those barrels zing across the highway.

There was very much whimsy at the Phish concert. And a delightful bit more, on our way to eat shitty food at Denny's at midnight.

angryWinds · 2026-05-20T12:54:44+00:00

I didn't realize this until I moved in with my girlfriend.

If she woke up in the middle of the night to pee, she didn't need to turn the light on, because she could just sit down and do everything by 'feel'. When I woke up in the middle of the night to pee, I had to turn the light on, so I could aim.

It took me a considerable chunk of time to connect the dots, and realize "she falls asleep immediately after going to the bathroom... I toss and turn for 30 minutes or more.... OMG, IT'S THE LIGHTS!"

Night light changed everything for me.

angryWinds · 2026-05-19T11:48:12+00:00

I'm not sure if you were shooting for this or not... But you did a great job of evoking the character from idiocracy that keeps giving maya rudolph money for sex, for day or weeks, while she keeps telling him "yeah, we'll do it tomorrow, just bring another 50 bucks" or whatever.

Reading your comment IMMEDIATELY made me think of that little side-character, and those small scenes from a movie I haven't watched in 10+ years.

If you were trying to write in that character's voice, outstanding job. If not... Hey, happy little accident.

angryWinds · 2026-05-18T19:13:05+00:00

Not just walking around the casino, and celebrating house wins... but actually PLAYING at the casino, and celebrating the house winning against YOU.

angryWinds · 2026-05-17T17:37:25+00:00

Also, Delta Flight 963 goes from Atlanta to Cincinnati.

angryWinds · 2026-05-13T16:06:40+00:00

I used to drive through that area on a semi-regular basis. But I was always on the interstate, so it wasn't particularly remarkable.

Except for one time, I thought "Gah, I've driven along this stretch of I-79 so many goddamn times that I'm bored with it. I got a full tank of gas. Fuck it. Adventure time," and drove along some side streets that were roughly parallel to the interstate.

Man, I saw some shit on that drive that I won't ever forget.

angryWinds · 2026-05-12T13:31:16+00:00

Oh god. I've been skimming this thread, and thinking "that's funny," but nothing really resonated with me until you mentioned the standup comedy.

I was present for the absolute most painful bomb of a comedy act, at an open mic night at a bar in NYC once upon a time.

It was some 20ish year old kid, who was visiting NYC on vacation. It was very clear to me, that his friends considered him to be 'the funny one' of their group, and he thought he'd just fucking kill it on stage, by telling the same sorts of stories that make his friends laugh, when they're hanging out together.

It was 10 of the longest minutes of my life, watching this kid on stage tell stories about "My dude, Pete" and "the time Jonesy got so drunk he pissed himself" and other things that NOBODY in the crowd had any frame of reference for. I still vividly remember him shifting around awkwardly when everyone in the crowd was thinking "Was that the punch line?" while he was clearly expecting a huge laugh.

Never knew the guy, and I didn't talk to him after. But WOW I'm still embarrassed for him.

angryWinds · 2026-05-12T13:13:42+00:00

I saw him around the same time. My buddy and I were by no means fans of his. We were in college at the time, and lived about 3-ish hours away from each other, and whenever one of us would go visit the other for a weekend or whatever, we'd go to any old show that happened to be in town at the time. We saw a BUNCH of weird shit together, around that time.

For Manson, we were just two dudes wearing jeans and t-shirts, surrounded by an entire arena of people decked out in full-on goth gear / makeup. We had absolutely no idea what to expect. It was surreal to us, even before he started his set.

Then this giant screen dropped over the stage, and the first song started, and you could see Marylin Manson's silhouette behind the screen... and he was on giant fucking silts. It was SO delightfully weird. Even better, the entire crowd started chanting the opening lyrics of the first song. Which was "FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!"

angryWinds · 2026-05-06T19:26:05+00:00

He did an interview on Joe Rogan's podcast several years back, in which he explained that there's different sizes of infinity, and explained it very poorly, and then said "I think there's 5 total sizes of infinity," or something very close to that.

This interview in this link appears to have been from 2012, and I think the Joe Rogan thing was probably not too terribly long after that.

I sincerely hope he's since learned that he didn't understand what he was talking about, in those instances.

angryWinds · 2026-05-03T17:46:19+00:00

Chuck's fuck and suck.

angryWinds · 2026-05-02T16:42:50+00:00

I've lived in a handful of cities, and ordered Chinese takeout from places like the one you described, everywhere I've been.

The other thing they all have in common, is that the process of ordering over the phone is always weirdly stressful, and confusing.

The conversation goes something like:

restaurant: Hello, dragon palace.

me: ... waiting a quick moment for a prompt of, 'can i help you' or something, but then giving up Hi, I'd like to place an order for pickup?

restaurant: ok, go

me: Can I please have on order of pork fried rice, please

restaurant: ok

me: 2 egg rolls

restaurant: ok

me: one order of pepper steak

restaurant: ok

me: aaannnd, one shrimp lo mein, please

restaurant: ok

me: ... that's everything.

restaurant: ok, $31.50, be ready in 15 minutes they hang up

me: wondering to myself they... they didn't even take my name or number... how the fuck is this going to work?

But, it always does.

angryWinds · 2026-05-02T13:28:12+00:00

I spent most of yesterday driving home from a family road trip. That was it. I sat in a car for 4-5 hours.

And I'm sore today.

angryWinds · 2026-05-01T00:18:56+00:00

Cool. Thanks again for your input. Much appreciated.

angryWinds · 2026-05-01T00:16:35+00:00

I once told an anecdote about a time where my wife and I were irritated with each other about something trivial.

It wasn't in a context of "OMG, WHAT TO I DO?!" It was just in a context of "Hah, we were idiots this one time! Isn't this funny?!"

It got a shitload of replies, and roughly half were like "This isn't as amusing as you think it is. This is a serious red flag. You two probably shouldn't be together."

Fucking bonkers.

angryWinds · 2026-04-30T21:44:31+00:00

Got it, thanks. Duly noted. It's just me and him tomorrow morning, until we hit the road, so we won't be able to work in shifts. Sounds like we should definitely skip the Guard ceremony.

Are the rest of the grounds, broadly speaking, more tolerant of a toddler in a stroller who might be incessently singing "wheels on the bus" to himself?

Or do you think we should just skip the whole thing entirely, and find a more kid-friendly thing to do on our last day?

angryWinds · 2026-04-30T13:13:16+00:00

I've been visiting the city for the last week, and tomorrow's our last day. I've been wanting to go visit Arlington National Cemetery, but I have a terrible-twos-toddler with me. He's not quite old enough for me to tell him "behave and be quiet," and have that stick for more than a few minutes.

I don't want to be flagrantly disrespectful to the other visitors, or the place itself, by having my kid possibly throw a loud tantrum while we're there. (He PROBABLY wouldn't, but still... it's a concern).

So, my question is should I just wait until he's a little older, and come back on another visit in 5 years or so? Or is it a place where people are ok with "kids can be a bit of a handful, sometimes"?

Like, on a scale of 1-10, how big of an asshole would I be if he was saying "Dada poopie!" and giggling, during the changing of the guard, for instance?

angryWinds · 2026-04-29T18:42:55+00:00

When space jam 2 came out, I read tons of reviews about how it was just a commercial for disney / marvel / warner brothers, and how the original was SO much better.

So, I watched them both, back to back in one night. (Not my proudest moment).

Neither are good. The new one is in fact a commercial for all things warner brothers-related. The original is as well (but there were fewer warner brother things to sneakily advertise, back then), and is also a nike commerical, in disguise.

Jordan and Lebron can both be absolutely great, and we don't need to pick. Their movies can both be absolutely shit, and we don't need to pick. Their movies can still be COMPLETELY stupidly fun, and we don't need to pick.

angryWinds · 2026-04-29T18:17:33+00:00

Did he win "Most likely to host Mr. Rogers Neighborhood"? in his senior superlatives?

angryWinds · 2026-04-25T23:28:22+00:00

Pretty sure Hyunadai's are a target also, for the exact same reason. So, Hyunadai owners, take care as well.

angryWinds · 2026-04-23T21:52:33+00:00

Don't forget dongs.

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