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When I was a kid I had no end of trouble with mathematics. Those problems snowballed throughout elementary and secondary educations until after then Navy when I discovered I was a wiz with algebra with words.
So I became this 'natural' of an applications programmer doing primarily high level stuff until I branched out into AI with list processing using Franz and Common Lisp after a brief spate of Turbo Prolog.
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My initial work in PL/1 made it all possible and indeed, during the xBase years I became a legend in my own mind. I learned how to shift datasets on the fly, cook books, and amass great volumes of statistical data like it was a walk in the park.
So today is the date of World Statistics Day. It went down for the first time in 2010. An international observance, it is celebrated every 5 years.
Though I don't see the reason for the increment, the "actual" next World Statistics Day will be celebrated on October 20 2020. I'm cool with this early trigger finger because it actually means something to me in all the democrat nothingness in my surroundings.
The statistics are telling on the democrats with their numbers diminishing steadily because of liars like Pelosi, Schiff, Schumer, and Nadler. The party becomes it's own worst enemy.
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I have high blood pressure. It's likely due to my corpulence and frequent lapses in good dietary practices ...
But I try to maintain a steady compliance with my medicine in an attempt to avoid any undue sequela of my less than optimal genetic makeup.
So my physician added a second pill in the recent past to the other two I was already taking. It has a different action and by and large there have been no untoward side effects.
Aside from the usual "blood pressure pill hell" I sometimes get myself into when I take the drugs on an empty stomach or drink excessive amounts of coffee and such.
So with the intense urgency is my perception of some 'bladder proximity alert' which appears to fire when I arise from my desk and my travels bring me close to a rest room.
The urgency kicks in full force for some unforseen reason.
Be all of this as it may the alternatives are quite grim in the prognosis department for those who don't comply with blood pressure meds.
This being the case I suppose I shall simply abide.
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I hate a stupid click bait web site. These sites with preconceived notions of what you're supposed to do when you go there.
These little pop up apps which are supposedly guiding you through a visit as though you're there to compare their wares like some trained monkey before you plop down your plastic and let them fleece you.
Chalk it up to the millennials. They are the ones some of these site are expecting to see. Engaging a customer with half a brain doesn't even cross their creativityless dullard minds.
Like Amazon. Remove your payment card and they rig your accounts so they may never be used again. Like the payment card industry standards don't matter when they conflict with their uppity retail retard policies.
... And the UTTER stupidity of those liar representatives they employ is becoming legendary.
So I'm satisfied to do my shopping in more brick and mortar establishments. These web experiences grow more and more banal and obtuse with the absolutely required tedium and underhandedness as every day passes.
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I must note here that the 'PC Police' at work got me and had me remove choice statements from the text lest I incur trouble.
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Some men see things as they are, and ask why. I dream of things that never were, and ask why not.
Robert Kennedy
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