Quantum Entanglement (A Love Story)

I was peer pressured into trying a Latte from Starbucks. Tastes pretty good, but for $5.75 ("Tall") I don't see this becoming a thing.

Those fancy coffee peddlers gotta latte nerve, charging so much.

OK Computer the very best album of the 1990s btw. Better than Nevermind? yes

I think so too. OK Computer opens with six masterpieces.

Wild times. I saw Trump winning from miles away, but didn't have enough courage to place a bet.

Elon/TSLA continue to win. Elon effectively bought America for 44bn, and went all-in on Trump, lol! Peter Thiel dubs him 'The Man Who Knows Nothing About Risk' .... Paisting is the man who keeps going all-in........Elon is sure giving him a run for his money.

@AutismCapital highlights of 'The View' bring me tears of joy. Their emotional catapult into the deep end is based squarely on the Democrats virtue signalling being not the signal, but the noise. It might take them the rest of their lives to figure that out.

Gukesh to win the WCC is probably a lock.

I deluded myself for a few days thinking the Trump administration would be something....I don't know....fun I guess. Seeing him nominate a bunch of politicians to do political jobs makes me think it will be business as usual. The Dept of Government Efficiency seems interesting so long as they don't ****up healthcare. Although It remains to be seen, I think the world is heading into chaos.

Round and Round we go
Who could know it would end so well?
We fall on, and we fall off
Existential carousel

If you have less payload, you can go faster.

Here's a poker hand from my local watering hole.

Villain lost a big pot one hand prior. AJ vs QQ on Jxxxx. Villain was the aggressor. So we ascribe tilt to him maybe for a few hands and uncheck our fold options.

limp
villain 15 otb
Hero 3! BB to 55
villain has a quick think and calls

K98r (105)
hero checks
villain checks

4dd (105)
hero leads $35
villain raises to $100

hero is sitting with 165, had 255 eff to start.

Pocket Deuces Never Looses!

nh

I had queens.

Today was unusually pleasant. It was 17degF outside: there were major reasons to not feel so pleasant, but I did anyway.

Getting hours at poker was not really a chore and I found today's game a bit enjoyable.

But the film is a saddening bore
'Cause I wrote it ten times or more!
It's about to be writ again!
As I ask you to focus on...

i had jacks

Investing is going well. Might turn pro at it.

I found a poem I wrote ~7 years ago while researching bitcoin when it was around the price of 1,000.

Curious man sits on rock reading stock market novella. Wise man approaches, asks how things are looking out there.
"What I would give to be a fly on the wall at the Princeton math department in the Fall of 1988."

very nice poem
I think you could write a 100+ page book with great poems!

October 17, 1946
D’Arline,
I adore you, sweetheart.

I know how much you like to hear that — but I don’t only write it because you like it — I write it because it makes me warm all over inside to write it to you.

It is such a terribly long time since I last wrote to you — almost two years but I know you’ll excuse me because you understand how I am, stubborn and realistic; and I thought there was no sense to writing.

But now I know my darling wife that it is right to do what I have delayed in doing, and that I have done so much in the past. I want to tell you I love you. I want to love you. I always will love you.

I find it hard to understand in my mind what it means to love you after you are dead — but I still want to comfort and take care of you — and I want you to love me and care for me. I want to have problems to discuss with you — I want to do little projects with you. I never thought until just now that we can do that. What should we do. We started to learn to make clothes together — or learn Chinese — or getting a movie projector. Can’t I do something now? No. I am alone without you and you were the “idea-woman” and general instigator of all our wild adventures.

When you were sick you worried because you could not give me something that you wanted to and thought I needed. You needn’t have worried. Just as I told you then there was no real need because I loved you in so many ways so much. And now it is clearly even more true — you can give me nothing now yet I love you so that you stand in my way of loving anyone else — but I want you to stand there. You, dead, are so much better than anyone else alive.

I know you will assure me that I am foolish and that you want me to have full happiness and don’t want to be in my way. I’ll bet you are surprised that I don’t even have a girlfriend (except you, sweetheart) after two years. But you can’t help it, darling, nor can I — I don’t understand it, for I have met many girls and very nice ones and I don’t want to remain alone — but in two or three meetings they all seem ashes. You only are left to me. You are real.

My darling wife, I do adore you.

I love my wife. My wife is dead.

Rich.

PS Please excuse my not mailing this — but I don’t know your new address.

Feynman's love letter to his deceased wife, 1946.

I used to have a fairly bad case of intrusive thinking.

Stuff so wild I couldn't fathom explaining how or why such a thought entered my brain.

I still have intrusive thoughts, though they need a more proper definition because they tend to be either uplifting or on the cusp of being silly.

I can go days without non-sequitor thinking now.

Mind you, this fella has more talent than Leonardo DaVinci.

You might call him The Vitruvian Man.

Where are these two heros today?

(((1. Von Neumann; 2. Turing; 3. Carlsen

Something like that.)))