This right here would be a great way to show the difference between hyperplasia and hypertrophy.What the source text said: "The human body is made up of hundreds of different types of cells."
What the translator wrote: "The human body is made up of hundreds of cells."
Hah, I remember on the apple 2, if you put a "high bit" pixel next to a "low bit" pixel, you'd get bleed-over artifacts
I remember a Beagle Bros. routine that would calculate slope and choose which order pixel to use so that your line would be thinner and straighter than what you would get with the plain ol' HPLOT.I remember that the color of a pixel would be chosen not only for its color, but also because of the dithering pattern that color would create via the RGB sub pixels. That is some meta-level artistry right there.
Go on...I have pickled mushrooms.
Meh. It's not one of those annoying languages that insist every noun has to have a (completely arbitrary) gender. My table is not male or female it's just a fucking table!Man, the English language is annoying.
But if you don't know what gender your fucking table is, how will you know if you're gay for using it?Meh. It's not one of those annoying languages that insist every noun has to have a (completely arbitrary) gender. My table is not male or female it's just a fucking table!
It was a hybrid of Alton Browns recipe. Used cremini mushrooms and went with just garlic. Should be ready by Thursday. Also saved the stock for soups.Go on...
As long as it gets thoroughly wiped down after every use, I don't care.But if you don't know what gender your fucking table is, how will you know if you're gay for using it?
I'll be back Thursday.Should be ready by Thursday
Hey now, it is perfectly normal and understandable that the Dutch word for "girl" is gender neutral and not feminine! My language makes perfect sense!Meh. It's not one of those annoying languages that insist every noun has to have a (completely arbitrary) gender. My table is not male or female it's just a fucking table!
Omg, this. I speak French for work and take classes to maintain. No matter how much grammar etc I learn and how often I speak, I always mis-gender nouns.Meh. It's not one of those annoying languages that insist every noun has to have a (completely arbitrary) gender. My table is not male or female it's just a fucking table!
Getting Code Geass vibes here...But if you don't know what gender your fucking table is, how will you know if you're gay for using it?
I don't know what that means, nerd.Getting Code Geass vibes here...
I'd post a video, but I'm at work.I don't know what that means, nerd.
I worry about you...I'd post a video, but I'm at work.
TLDR version, somebody in the show uses a table as a surrogate for their crush. First time I saw it, I couldn't quite believe it, but yes, Virginia, they just showed (with silhouettes and careful camera angles) somebody fuck a table in a non-hentai anime. Not played for laughs either.
Hey, I didn't WRITE for the show.I worry about you...
I don't know how her being an exhibitionist about it would have made it less "Ewww", but to each their own i guess.And they did it in secret.
It means the owner would have at least known to wash the table before the next meal.I don't know how her being an exhibitionist about it would have made it less "Ewww", but to each their own i guess.
I mean, i know she was a genocidal maniac for a while there, but not cleaning after herself... what kind of monster do you take her for?It means the owner would have at least known to wash the table before the next meal.
It was not implied to have been.
For what it's worth, you only need sufficient money. Sufficient money would buy you resources, let you take as much time as you want (which would also solve the stamina problem), and no doubt would attract companions as well.It makes me wish I had the stamina, resources, time, money, and cycling companions to do something similar.
I lost all my jerseys, shorts, shoes, and helmet in the fire. Never replaced them, and the bike went into the shed, never to emerge again.I watched a documentary tonight called Pedal the World, about a cyclist who tours from Germany and all through Europe, New Zealand, and America.
It makes me wish I had the stamina, resources, time, money, and cycling companions to do something similar.
I've always wanted to take up more bike touring, but I've never done it and don't know anyone who would want to join me.
I'd LOVE to bike coast-to-coast across Canada. I bet that kind of adventure would make for a gorgeous documentary all its own.