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Brought to you care of the HB Home Shopping Channel....
Item is an elegant wall-hanging glass case, .
Inside, mounted on the wooden back plate, are these genuine* items,
*a piece of Occam's razor
*some rock chippings from Plato's cave (contents may settle)
*a bottle containing a replica
Maxwell's demon (possibly gin?)
and for the cook of the house
* part of the sieve of Eratosthenes and
* a reconstruction of Morton's fork
*genuine replicas that is...if you can have a genuine replica of something that does not exist?
PS Finally got over my QR code mania.
Realised when I'm spending 3 hours trying (and succeeding) in getting ascii art into a QR code, it's all getting a little too recursive.
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[hippo, May 18 2015]
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PPS this is not a call for a list, bugger off and make your own list..tch |
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I'm not selling Occam's razor to you if you are just going to break it into pieces. Objects like that should be conserved whole in original condition. |
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Thinking about it, selling imaginary stuff means you
never have to do stock-taking. |
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Funny thing about Occam's Razor: the more you use it, the bigger it grows... until it breaks, then you have to make your own from scratch. |
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I used to use Occam's disposables, but now I have one of the electric Occam's razor...which kind of undermines the whole analogy..I think. Victor Kiam, where are you now? |
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You only ever need one piece. |
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If it looks like a list...... |
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//a bottle containing a replica Maxwell's demon
(possibly gin?)// Cachaça. |
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//If it looks like a list...... |
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Yes, but it's my list. You go get your own. I'm not
starting a franchise, but no one's done the Diet of
Worms for a couple of centuries... |
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Anyway, I'm looking from the other side of the
monitor, so it looks more like a "tsil" from here. |
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Nasty cough there <passes the box of Nightnurse
currently being passed around the bonfire under the
bridge>. |
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//Yes, but it's my list// - then why post it here? |
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Occam's Razor can be used to determine its own non-existence. |
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//Occam's Razor can be used to determine its own non-existence. |
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Then howcome I have pieces of it? |
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// Victor Kiam, where are you now?// I think he's off
sailing with his brother Omar, who apparently owns a
ruby yacht. |
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<sound of trumpet going wa-waa-waaah> |
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Right, that's it...heard this one somewhere...some
guy drowns at the beach, his mates club together to
get a floral tribute in the shape of a live-belt, and
they said "Well, it's what he would have wanted"... |
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Does the offer by any chance include a Schrödinger cat box ... ? |
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Hmmm. what to do..ditch the Sleeve of Elastoplast
(seems like hippo has already done it on HB)in favour of
a
cat box...decisions, decisions.. |
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//Does the offer by any chance include a Schrödinger
cat box ... ?// I might have a spare one in the
northeast potting shed. But of course I can't be sure
until I look. |
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Is it one of those automatic litter-cleaning kind? |
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It' s a furry Schroedinger on a piece of elastic, which
is connected to the back of the box. Cat has to
spend time trying to get the little Schroedinger out
and away. Possibly tuna flavoured. |
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hmm... Gibson's "Mona Lisa Overdrive" (I think); there's an AI that makes artsy junk boxes. |
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//there's an AI that makes artsy junk boxes. |
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...but they're not really junk-boxes, they're evil 5th dimensional constructs which kill their owners in interesting and baffling ways; mostly rich and famous people who can afford the things (which income gives the AI a pretty decent Internet connection), thus priming the revolution. |
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Arnold Schwarzenegger, one of the few "proles" with a junk box (won it in a weight-loss lottery or something) is a cop on the beat. He's almost figured it out, but the AI twigged and tried to have him terminated. |
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Our hero, his livelihood gone (the precinct captain did try to fit him into a deskjob for awhile, but it wasn't enough), sets forth on a quest to find and destroy the original AI. Unfortunately the attack destroyed his body from the neck down, and the only mode of transportation a roller skate - with one wheel missing - that tips over when Arnie gets passionate about something and loses his head. |
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A good portion of the novel is the hero cursing in Austrian and trying to get himself out of the gutter. |
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Question - is this product available with a choice of manual or automatic paradigm shift ? |
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