According to his calculations: 1TByte = 8Tbits
1 punch card =960 possible holes(bits), 12 rows X 80 columns.
8Tbits / 960 = 8,333,333,333 punch cardsA punch card is 7.375" X 3.25" X .007" = 0.1677812 cubic in
1 cubic ft = 1728 cubic in = 10,299 cards
8,333,333,333 cards / 10,299 cards = 809,140 cubic ftand so 809,140 cubic ft x 12 = 9,709,680 cubic ft
(1 cubic mile = 147.2 billion cu ft.)
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Statistical correlations between random xor questions.
For my money no, but I love writing that lets me understand, even if it's only a little, this kind of passionate obsession:
It was stunning. The glass gave off the most decadent, gorgeous perfume imaginable. There was a kaleidoscopic quality to the nose, with each spin of the glass coaxing forth a new aroma. In no particular order, I smelled hazelnuts, lemons, apples, pears, marzipan, oatmeal, lanolin, petroleum, honey, flowers, toasted oak, and mint. All of these scents were perfectly delineated, yet they also somehow added up to a seamless whole. On the palate, the wine had a rich, oily texture and a Platonic balance of fruit and acidity, all backed by a steel rod of minerality. Think of your favorite painting, or favorite novel, or favorite piece of music--this was it in liquid form.
Guess who else is on the plane?
When: The stewardess asks the little boy upon boarding "Guess who else is on the plane?"
What: Shout, "Motherfucking Snakes!!"
Looks like a prop for a live-action Ghibli movie. I probably wouldn't even fit in it, but I want one for the garden!
The second video on that page includes explosives, motorcycles and a live emu.
The party was over Memorial Day weekend, and the Schallys made all their guests wear the hats [with pictures of NewsHour correspondents on them] Jennifer Schally designed. They got a cake with the photo of the show's correspondents and Jennifer Schally arranged for Jim Lehrer to send an autographed photo for a birthday present.
It read, "To my youngest fan" and was signed, "Jimmy Jimmy BoBo", which is the nickname Henry gave Lehrer.
Favourite section: "Death from slicing by a sharp object where it takes some time for victim to fall apart"
There are a number of scattered references to ancient and medieval professional farters (flatulists), who could produce various rhythms and pitches with their intestinal wind. ...
I can't speak for the information on it, but damn. Hideous colours, Terry Gilliam heads, and worst of all: an embedded music player blaring out the "Glaucoma Hymn".
Seated in individual compartments, twelve chocolate bullets lay waiting to be bitten into. Although eleven of the sweet little slugs contain delicious praline centres, one conceals a seriously red hot chilli
The Whole World Burns is the rephrase miniblog, containing links and other miscellaneous trifles.