Please Don’t Let This Be Forgotten

Just found an interview about the writing of the Eighth Doctor Adventures audios and holy hell

Meirl

Hi guys! I wrote a poem about writer's block. Here it is!

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ah ah ah ah ah fuuuuuuuuuuuuu suf;uqEW;FOew'odn;OEWFN feeSDAKL;LSANF, ZCPOJ,;lf feijnklf l,ef'dekpo . goddamnit. kill me. fffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH i need sleep

*bows* thank you.

This is fucking genius 🤩

What’s encrypting your internet surfing? An algorithm created by a supercomputer? Well, if the site you’re visiting is encrypted by the cyber security firm Cloudflare, your activity may be protected by a wall of lava lamps.

Cloudflare covers websites for Uber, OKCupid, & FitBit, for instance. The wall of  lamps in the San Francisco headquarters generates a random code. Over 100  lamps, in a variety of colors, and their patterns deter hackers from accessing data.  

As the lava lamps bubble and swirl, a video camera on the ceiling monitors their unpredictable changes and connects the footage to a computer, which converts the randomness into a virtually unhackable code.

Codes created by machines have relatively predictable patterns, so it’s possible for hackers to guess their algorithms, posing a security risk. Lava lamps, add to the equation the sheer randomness of the physical world, making it nearly impossible for hackers to break through.

You might think that this would be kept secret, but it’s not. Simply go in and ask to see the lava lamp display. By allowing people to affect the video footage, human movement, static, and changes in lighting from the windows work together to make the random code even harder to predict.

So, by standing in front of the display, you add an additional variable to the code, making it even harder to hack. Isn’t that interesting? 

via atlasobscura.com

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Yesterday i said "the croissants are not coissanting" because my mum made some croissants and the one i tried was burnt. My little brother was like croissanting isn't a word. But guess what. There is no definition of a word. Ask a linguist. They don't have a universal, unambiguous definition of a word. Sure, if you look up word definition it'll give you something like a word is single distinct element of speech and/or writing blah blah blah but that means that aaaaaahhh and wjaisisiso are words because i think they have meaning. Croissanting can be a word if i so damn please and my bastard little brother can't stop me from making it one because even the word professionals don't know what a word is.

Can you tag me in this please 🙏

The Last Word- part 1

Bucky x reader

Summary: you and Bucky never get along, it’s not that you hate him- it’s just that he always finds ways to get on your nerves. You’ve had enough of it. But, funny thing about feelings, they often tend to intertwine with others in ways that you can’t really expect.

Word count: 4,318

Warnings: language, Bucky being an adorable idiot

A/N: this started as an entry to a challenge, but it got out of hand so I posted an excerpt from the full fic for the challenge. And wrote this mini-series just for me, because a 10k entry to a challenge would be too much and I really felt like this fic should have separate chapters. So I managed to make it so it feels right for me.

A/N 2: I really hope you like it, if you wish to be tagged in this series let me know!

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Part 1

You wouldn’t say you were stubborn, you weren’t- you just refused to back down when someone posed a challenge, or tried to be a jackass. That jackass position is currently taken by none other than the Winter Soldier, he seems to like that job, fits him perfectly. You two could never get along, it was his fault.

It’s not that you hate him- it’s just that he always gets on your nerves. He always tries to one up you and he always does whatever it takes to annoy you just because he’s bored. Over 100 years old and he still acts like a total child.

It wasn’t like that the first time you met him though.

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