Wir greifen wieder an❗💪😀Schaffen wir es dieses Mal durch Warios Schloss?🐢 💥
Retronom@Home 075: Super Mario Land 2 (Etappe 6)❗
HEUTE, 19 Uhr ➡️ http://twitch.tv/retronomarcade
I am on a journey looking for justice for the oppressed, subjugated, attacked, and harassed. I believe #SocialMedia will be the place to make this happen.
That being said, if you allow me to be your friend, I promise that I will definitely annoy you at some point.
I am she/her and believe that every person has the inherent right to bodily autonomy.
I am easily entertained and enjoy knowing people who are good at what they do. If they do good also, that's 🔥
She tried to explain Information Theory to me in simple terms. "Information is that which reduces uncertainty.", she said, adjusting her glasses self consciously. I felt some uncertainty reducing.
She gave me a book by Claude Shannon. The next week, she asked me how I liked it. "It was challenging. I'm trying to make sense of the mathematical notation. Some cool ideas in there."
She smiled and handed me another copy of the same book. "WTF?! I've already read it. I'm reading it again. This conveys no information!"
"Don't judge a book by its cover.", she said, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
I skimmed the new copy. She had scribbled notes in the margins in her womanly handwriting, breaking down key concepts that she had underlined throughout.
"Thank you!", I stammered, meaning it heartily. I wasn't exactly a Cliff's Notes kind of learner, but this was challenging material, and I was grateful for the help. And there was something else. I was attracted to her so much, her mind, her body. I pushed that feeling aside, and smiled politely. I had to think and process information like the good Android I was.
I went over the new copy, over and over. She texted, and asked to meet for coffee. When we met, she handed me a third copy of the same book. I guffawed! She giggled a little, and averted her eyes. What was her new game? I was intrigued. Thumbing through the pages, I found no new writing. It was blank. Well, same as the first copy, but older. There was no information. I was puzzled, till a subtle scent tickled me. An old book smell, mixed with a lovely aroma. It was own perfume. I looked up and she was smiling at me. We made eye contact through two pairs of glasses. A new dimension had just opened in my world. It would take a lot cycles to process the flood of new information flooding my senses. I was melting.
Da bei einigen Menschen die Bildbeschreibung nicht funktioniert:
👉 #SaschaLobo hat das am 05.11.2022 im ZDFheute journal Update gesagt
Kurze Zeit später hat er hier einen Mastodon Account eröffnet und mehr oder weniger uns ALLEN noch einmal erklärt, warum das mit dem #Fediverse überhaupt NICHT funktionieren kann
Aber jetzt wissen wir wenigstens, dass WIR hier im Fediverse ALLE #Nerds sind 👍