Some poor mfer's shitty regex just got put on blast at a Twitter emergency software dev meeting.

Actually my self esteem increased this past few years but I won't pass up an ADHD infodump opportunity. DDR is, IMO, the most efficient path for videogamer enthusiasts to transition to healthy exercise.

DanceDanceRevolution (DDR) is an arcade rhythm game that is certainly not dead, much to your surprise perhaps. The Japanese arcade scene is a whole, far more in depth iceberg to chip at, but trust me when I say Konami focusing on machines did not (only) mean pachinko machines, it also meant their multiple arcade rhythm games under the Bemani brand.

I am not kidding when I say there was a DDR setup in my middle school in southern USA. I started a bit there, but I never got real dedicated gameplay until there was a new DDR cabinet installed at both Dave and Busters and a local arcade joint. Having access to a machine can be substituted by a home pad. Please, buy the L-TEK pad without the bar. Cheapest exercise equipment out there at 250 + shipping from Poland.

You start off just browsing the songs in the roster until you find ones you like. There's some token English licensed songs, but the bulk come from Konami original songs and a selection from the massive library that is the Rhythm Game Song Genre(TM). Most weebs get their beginnings from anime OPs and TouHou and Vocaloid, so if you have early YouTube nostalgia jump right into Bad Apple and Night of Nights. Later on you get addicted to the super high BPM (400+) techno mixes of the "Boss" songs (more on that later).

So how is gameplay? Visually, four lanes of arrows travel from the bottom to the top, indicating when you have to step and in what direction on the four directional pads at your feet. You should learn quickly that keeping your feet on the arrows and never stepping in the center is the key to actual gameplay. The song's patterns are designed to lead one into another. It's far from dancing, but you transition from paying attention to each arrow to just stepping to the beat. You internalize patterns and you get better, right?

But then, there's a hurdle. Some songs demand you turn your hips and move your right foot on the left pad and vice versa. Difficulty is based on number 1 to 19, so you keep track that you can pass 11s, but not 12s. Each new song introduces new patterns in ordering and timing. Your old highest level becomes your warmups as you get better and better. You start to take a liking to faster, more complex rhythms like triplets, syncopated notes, and more sounds that a drummer doing prog rock would grok. One particular song has you galloping like a horse to Japanese festival music. If you know, you know.

But there's a catch, a limitation: your own body. Nearing difficulty 12 and 13, you're doing the equivalent of a decent jog for around two minutes, right? You might start needing some time between songs to take a break and drink some water. At 14 and 15, you're going for something called High Intensity Interval Training. That is, you go at your MAXIMUM SPEED for as long as the song demands you go. You don't give up because that means losing and you paid for this arcade game, right? You push and push and sometimes fall over, but eventually you're running ragged at 600 steps per minute begging that your life bar doesn't sink anymore. You need more training. The next song is 440 BPM with 880 steps per minute.

You want it. You want to play the harder songs in the difficulty ranking. You start to jog outside of the game on treadmills and otherwise. You put on the same heartrending songs and you find yourself sprinting desperately for 2 minute bursts because it's impossible to stop while the song is playing. I'm running for almost an hour straight, and I get a head start at running progress because of my DDR experience! It pays off and you can play up to 15s, but there's still 4 more levels until you get to 19. Over 4 years (at college, see?) I bike to the arcade, I play my heart out, I bike back. My blood pressure decreases, I breathe slower and deeper, and my snacking habits are at least counteracted. Best videogame of my life.

Only downside? I can't convince anyone outside of the rhythm gamers at the arcade that the music is good. The rhythms of those "Boss" songs are etched into your soul by the end. I can namedrop MAX 300 and everyone in the scene can practically play the song out in their heads. It's literally a lifestyle hobby, and a rather healthy one at that.

Ok but Rando is a baller name.

The level of jokes in this comment thread (circa 7:28PM PT Apr. 28) tells me that people really, really don't have great frames of reference for mental disorders of any kind. The article subheadings literally go

• Sexsomnia can ruin lives

• What triggers sexsomnia?

• Behavioral treatments are also available

This shit ruins lives. Lost relationships, arrests, and a complete inability to find any amount of support because of the sensitive nature of the condition. I have ARFID, a condition I won't even explain because it's gonna attract trolls like flies. I have lived in fear because of how it is associated with kids. It dictates my entire life. I have to plan where I can and cannot go to all the time, every day, monitoring what I consume so I don't fall into self destruction.

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And yes. I wrote this to spur your imagination wild. Don't mention it. Let the kneejerkers respond.
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There is no direct cure for ARFID, just like the article explains for sexsomnia. I have had immense help with my condition when I found the right doctor. The fact that they understood my diagnosis and approached me with extreme respect made me cry. That's how deprived of support I was at 22 years old.

Love thy neighbor. Don't assume anything because you don't someone's demons.

Shit, I don't know jack shit about this person but I'd lock in this third candidate if it was ranked choice between the three. Seriously, I believe in humanity enough that Guy, Random is my presidential character select choice.

The reality of working with black people will mean you slip up and use some casual racism sometimes. These laws are going to add fear to speaking to coloreds let alone hiring them. And what if they're abused?

The reality of working with women will mean you slip up and and get handsy with them sometimes. These laws are going to add fear to speaking to respectable women let alone hiring them. And what if I'm just talking with the guys?

I didn't always know that the turban wearing guy at the office wasn't a Muslim but was actually a Sikh. But I didn't need to be told twice, and if I did it was never with malice.

My man painted over his eyes and the empty space in his own mouth. I gotta get whatever paint he's buying.

Do yourself a favor and trick yourself into liking the Zero or Diet versions of your chosen soda. Notably, the Zero formulations have less and less aftertaste. I have found Zero versions of Dr. Pepper, Sprite, Pepsi, Coke, etc. I even found Cherry Dr.Pepper Zero, which if you know what that means is just nonsensical. I go back to the regular sugar sometimes and it doesn't taste any better. I enjoy my acidic spiced cherry lemon Dr.Pepper without the diabeetus.

Calorie rant: Why? 1.5 cans of soda is 250 kcal. That is equivalent to 30 MINUTES OF EXERCISE. PER DRINK. 3500 kcals (or calories) is equal to 1-0.5 pounds of fat gained or lost. Stop drinking or substitute soda for 2 weeks and lose a pound/0.4kg. Stop for a year and lose 25 pounds/12 kg FOR NO EXERCISE. Do you know how disheartening to know that all of my exercise is wasted by just chugging a large soda? Do the inverse and save an hour of jogging with a large DIET/ZERO soda.

Yah, I found my Sanrio-loving fanfic-writing trans bf during Calculus tutoring. Flipside of the same coin. You gotta find the places where the shitposters would congregate. Arcades, boardgame clubs, libraries, gardening clubs, anywhere where Shojo manga is sold, volunteering maybe. You really have to fight to find one in person, but they exist. Wherever being "Autistic is a compliment", my bf says being autistic themselves.

Jerma985 was my most favoritest TF2 youtuber, and now look him, a big streamer with wide meme reach. I remember the first Jerma Rumbles, the pinnacle of simulated wrestling and the first inklings of his creative genius. I don't watch streams and I don't watch VODs, but I'm just happy he's shooting for the stars.

Yom Kippur was mentioned in the article. Some documentary mentioned the hundreds of trails of wire you could find on the battlefield. Not related but related idea were missiles streaming carbon fibers to short out electrical stations during the 2003 invasion of Iraq.

Missiles would be cooler if they didn't kill.

Look man, I ain't an social media manager but 20,000$ is 20,000$.

You know I was about to make a North Korea joke about infant mortality and the post natal care, but if you believe the statistics (13.9 per 1000 live births, 22 per 1000 at worst), they're better than 30-40% countries INCLUDING India, and handily at that (32 per 1000).

That said, I don't know if surviving childhood in NK is more or less cruel.

Heavy objects, on average, are denser at human scales. Dense objects tend to have an aerodynamic profile compared to sheets of leaves or cloth or sand. They tend to get blown away in the wind. Anything that would bind or compact those lightweight things together like resin or water tends to weigh a sizable percentage of the compound. There is a correlation between heavy and fall speed. It took accurate scales and ~0 bar vacuums to prove it was the air doing it.

Try explaining how a helium balloon works without sounding like a wizard.

Mine is infinite ADHD moments where I aim to expel as much information for the internet as possible. I have been accused of typing like ChatGPT. I can and will link to Wikipedia with reckless abandon and use parentheses (with reckless abandon).

It's physics for computers, specifically the Direct Stiffness Method. The formal definition of what you send into a computer for stress analysis involves a whole lot of matrixes. You turn a structure into tiny little nodes not unlike pixels or voxels. Each point can be connected to other elements, and these connections have unique internal linear or twisting "stiffness", like a spring has. Think how a spring and a stick of wood resist squishing and bending. They can be expressed as one massive square (important!) matrix. The equation in the third panel is essentially a mega version of Hooke's law:

F = ku
"The vector of forces on the nodes = the matrix containing all information of the stiffness of the connections * the vector of positions of the nodes".

This is a linear algebra problem, the easiest type of problem for a computer with a GPU. We can insert the known positions and forces on the bridge and solve for all unknown positions. If a truss on a bridge is calculated to experience too much force than it can handle, you can say that the bridge will fail under those conditions.

I will defend anon on the basis that having your HUD stretch from sea to shining sea assumes I have goat eyes.

You can't fault the British Broadcasting Corporation for making a poor acronym choice back in 1922. Just look at Ayds, the weight reducing diet supplement.

Putin shared a tearful memory of the times they shared on the website formerly known as Twitter, just minutes before he was found dead after exiting a window fifteen stories high.

His forehead constitutes 50% of his face but is relatively clean. We need more scabbed over zits.