The point is there’s no statistical difference between rolling one die an infinite number of times, rolling an infinite number of dice once, and rolling an infinite number of dice an infinite number of times.
The point is there’s no statistical difference between rolling one die an infinite number of times, rolling an infinite number of dice once, and rolling an infinite number of dice an infinite number of times.
When Pump Up the Jam was first broadcast, audiences feared it was real, and that jam would be pumped into their homes.
The lyrics give clues to the location of a buried golden hare that has never been found.
Thou shalt not covet thy neighbor’s ass.
Love Demetri Martin.
But the real story is weirder: the color is named after the fruit. Prior to the 16th century it was “yellow-red”.
Also carrots were not commonly orange when oranges arrived in Europe. The carrots we’re used to were hybridized from the earlier yellow, red, and purple varieties in the late 18th century.
This conversation is gastro-etymology, BTW.
I just looked it up, and apparently it’s /ɡɛʃ/.
Never would have guessed that.
Well obviously this flower is pollinated by ducks.
My favorite version was when Michael used it: “It’s a human insult. It’s devastating. You’re devastated right now.”
“3.6 violinists. Not great, not terrible.”
What’s wrong with that cat?
Right, like the guy with the negatronic brain isn’t going to be evil. Come on!
There’s a running gag in archaeology that variations on “ritual purposes” actually means “I have no idea what this was for”.
That said, there has historically been a connection between certain divination practices and games of chance, so this could easily be both.
That’s not the half of it:
Finally, a worthy sequel to 5nowdog5.
Off-topic, but, if that’s a real cake and the image goes all the way around, that’s actually kind of impressive.
It’s guns all the way down.
It wouldn’t even change the difficulty, really. You’d just wind up multiplying or dividing by 9/10 instead of 9/5.
There’s a bristlecone pine tree in the White Mountains of California that is nearly 5000 years old.
Or, in either field (formal language theory bridges both) it can mean any string of symbols, letters, or tokens.