Can't stop laughing

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Oh, I know that I shouldn't be laughing this hard, and worse, laughing this hard at someone's ignorance (which is way different than stupidity: ignorance is that you haven't learned, stupidity is that you can't learn), but, I really can't stop giggling at this one.

The question:

We wanted to explore the option of storing all files in the database rather than to the file system. Can anyone help me out with this? Thanks.

The first answer in the forum to the question:

New one on me, I am under the impression that a database can't physically hold files, only data.

And I can't stop laughing.

Those files? HEY! THEY ARE DATA!

That database? HEY! MADE UP OF FILES ON DISK!

Okay, yes, only some, others are ephemeral, existing in memory, but in this case, no, files. On disk.

Can't stop laughing.

On a bus!

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I have to admit to enjoying the looks I get with some backward looking selfies.

Slam and a Commentary

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Okay, first a slam, and then a commentary.

Slam

Hi Kit,

Hope you're well. I noticed your went to CalTech and wanted to see if you'd be interested in ...

Kitt with two Ts.

Are is a linking verb, so, "[I] hope you are good," or "[I] hope you are doing well."

The shortened name of the California Institute of Technology is spelled "Caltech," with a little t.

And I noticed you, not your, went, though you could make it your if you added a gerund after it and continued the sentence, "I noticed your graduating from Caltech and wanted ..."

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The Folded Earth

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Another book selected by my mom. I believe her selections are hit-and-miss. I really liked the Hole books (after the first one I read), and, well, am really meh about this one. As evidenced by the length of time between this book and the previous book I read, I found this one slow going (which is to say, if 10 days is a long time to finish a book, that's still 36 books read this year).

More to the book.

While the country is significantly different, the feel of this is similar to White Teeth: a long rambling story about people, with the climax coming right at the end, with no explanation of the "ever after" part.

The Folded Earth is a tale of a caste-adjusted young Indian widow who escapes the tragedy of her equally young husband by moving to a small town and taking a job as a teacher. She adjusts to the small-town life, and becomes a part of its landscape. We hear the tales of the illiterate cow girl who falls in love, the crazy animal whisperer, the drunk general, and the remaining story members, as the widow adjusts to life alone, and perhaps a resolution to her husband's mysterious death.

If this style of rambling story appeals, it could be an interesting book for you. It's not my style, so I struggled to finish it, though finish it I did.

It's going in the little lending library, it's not a keeper.

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