Journal Journal: Cuimhnigh, a Shearc 3
Beannachtaí leat, anois agus go deo. Tá mo chroí agat i gcónaí.
Beannachtaí leat, anois agus go deo. Tá mo chroí agat i gcónaí.
I just saw that Martin Gardner died a week ago this past Saturday. Slashdot covered the story last Sunday.
I read his Mathematical Games column in Scientific American every month for many years, and own several of his books. He will be missed.
One of my early programming experiences was inspired by his column about John Horton Conway's game of Life. I coded it in Fortran for a Burroughs B-1700 (IIRC) in 1975, for my high school programming class. We wrote our programs on punch cards, and the teacher took them to the computer at city hall to run. I had coded what I thought to be a modest twenty-five by twenty-five cell array, for a run of fifty iterations. I learned the next day that I had brought the city computer to its knees, forcing a hard restart. I did not know at the time that Fortran stored its arrays in column-major order; apparently the machine had been thrashing its minuscule memory something fierce.
Thanks, Martin, for many hours of enjoyment and great memories.
For this day...
Wanna cry for you
Would it do any good?
If I rained for you
It would just be water
And the night's with you
And the storm's in your head
And you're down and you're down
And I can't lift you
I'm powerless to change your world
I'm powerless to stop the hurt
I'll give you my heart, give you my shoulder
Give you my heart, give you my shoulder
Wanna run for you
Would it do any good?
If I flew for you
You would still be standing
And it's hard watching
'cause I'm part of you
And it's hard not to
Not to know what I can do
I'm powerless to change your world
I'm powerless to stop the hurt
I'm trying hard to be your tower of strength
I'm trying hard to bring you back to joy
I'll give you my heart, give you my shoulder
Give you my heart, give you my shoulder
When the night just cuts you through
And the dream is lost to you
When you're worried and confused
I will give you my heart give you my shoulder
-- Heather Nova
Apparently, earthquakes cause stupidity. No, really.
Supposed "sorceror" may not be beheaded tomorrow. Boggles the mind.
In other news, a Saudi judge has issued an arrest warrant for one "Dread Pirate Roberts", aka "Westley", aka "Farm Boy" on charges of piracy, after catching a documentary on late night TV.
BASIC is the Computer Science equivalent of `Scientific Creationism'.