Tai Chi & Chai Tea

I'm a tai chi instructor, science enthusiast, and my work involves large sets of data.

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The First Time I Kicked Out a Villager

Ketchup, my idol-trainee duck and I are dating and happy. It's a new relationship, just a few weeks old. Everything is still SO intense around the relationship, they way they are in the early days of a relationship. It was the sort of energy that caused you to make mistakes.

And then someone new moved to town: Mott the Lion.

Mott dresses all preppy with a lettermen jacket. I didn't love the vibe: full-of-himself prep boy? He knows his future is bright, and he's kinda a jerk about it? Uh, no thanks. I wasn't going to befriend this lion, but I wasn't going to be an asshole to him.

I thought.

And yet I had never kicked anyone out! I didn't wanna be that mayor, who kicks people out just because they "aren't cute" or whatever.

BUT THEN

Mott picked a fight with Ketchup. And He Made Her Cry. I was livid. I had to take care of Ketchup first; that was the most important thing. But while Ketchup got her tears out, I decided that the time had come to exercise my powers as mayor. It was for the good of the community, and my beautiful Ketchup.

And so, after Mott went to bed that night, I crept out of my new two-room bungalow, and down to the village, my toolkit in hand.

When Mott woke the next morning, he found his house had a brick wall surrounding it. A lifeguard chair sat beside it, to make sure we could keep an eye on this troublemaker.

When Mott woke up the next morning, it took him a while to come outside. But when he did, I was waiting for him.

I put down a little custom design shop sign I'd gotten ready for just this moment. It had the words "EVICTION NOTICE" in a BIG yellow font. Underneath, the small text... but Mott didn't need to read it to get the point.

It was quiet for a few days around the village, as Ketchup and I, and our friends Frita and Drift, tried to help her heal after Mott had said such awful things to make her cry.

ut thankfully, it was just a few days before Hippeux came to the camp site, and agreed to buy Mott's property as-is. We gave Mott a Nook Mile Island ticket, and told him to get his butt off our island.

Last I heard, Mott used that ticket, and had been living on that deserted island by his lonesome. The airport doesn't remember where they set him down; they don't keep records of that kind of thing. So even though I later came to think I had over-reacted, I couldn't apologize. Couldn't track Mott down.

But I heard a rumour a while back that, purely by chance, someone else had used a Nook Miles Ticket, and met Mott. Brought him back to civilization, after we exiled him.

So if you meet a lion named Mott, and he mentions having on an island named Starfall, appologize to him for me, won't you?

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My Valheim Beachhouse

So, Trolls have become a problem around our little base in the meadows of Valheim lately.  But today things went a little too far.

For those of you who aren't in the know, in Valheim, trolls are monsters that are three times a player's height, muscular, and capable of destroying people, buildings, and even shattering boulders in the landscape.

We have our little wooden-building settlement in the meadows.  I've gone with an open-air beach house vibe for a lot of my buildings because fashion.  The bunkbeds I share with my childhood best friend are built on top of a flat  boulder on the beach because I know not to build my house on sand.

So, as I said, trolls are becoming a problem.  I've been working on a wall to keep them out, but I wanted to check with a friend before I built a wall around his part of the settlement because manners. So I built a wall around my side, but waited until another friend logged on to ask if he wanted a wall, guaranteed very troll resistant.

So he gives the go ahead and I keep building the wall.  Quickly I learn, through some trick of computers, that there’s a cost-effective way for me to make the wall very tall.  Now I’ve already built the wall around my part of the base, it’s a shit wall I now realize.  Yeah it doesn’t break the view from my open-concept wooden hovel, but it ALSO doesn’t really protect me from anything. And you know, I’m thinking, this new wall I’ve built for my friend is better than the one I did for myself!  I learned a new skill.  That’s cool.

But then my friend is shouting to me from the other side of the camp!  I had to come quick!

I arrived, and discovered that my house was the latest casualty of our troll problem.  The beautiful rock foundation had been smashed.  Yeah, I could repair the house.  Yeah, it could have gone a lot worse.  But that first wall I mentioned building, that I realized wasn’t so good after all?  Five meters away was a wall that I built to keep out the trolls.  I couldn’t help but feel responsible.  And because I didn’t do a wall right, my house had almost been destroyed.  I picked up my building hammer, and I got mad.

I spend two hours in fury, hammering wood and cutting stone, building up walls. During building, at least one viking fell to their death for lack of having invented ramparts yet. But that’s how projects here are always measured; in Valheim, we measure projects in blood. But now there’s a 6 meter high wall all the way around the entirety of our little town.  This consumed all of the rock we had amassed through three major mining operations. The wall is topped with bonfires made from the wood taken from trees from beyond the start of time.  My little beachfront bunkbeds home is repaired, and safe for another day.

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Business idea: premixed supplements for nutrition for nerds

Like the ones for weight-lifters, but with nutrition that supports brain and emotional health instead.

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the math of trusting victims

Let us assume that the only people who would be able to undertake a big lie in the public sphere, and be able to stick to it over the long term, are pathological liars.

Around 13% of people are thought to be pathological liars.

If one person accuses another person of doing something amoral, there's a 13% chance that they may be lying. If two people accuse another person of doing something amoral, there's a 1.69% chance that they may be lying. If three people accuse another person of doing something amoral, there's a 0.220% chance that they may be lying.

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Wind Power In Canada

On average, it takes 35 hectares of land to produce 1,000 kWh. On average, Canada consumes 522,200,000,000 kWh per year.

It would require 14,920,000 hectares of land which included wind turbines to produce this much power.

There are 998,500,000 hectare in Canada.

If we utilitzed wind power exclusively, we could cover our entire domestic energy needs with 1.49% of our total space.

https://www.saskwind.ca/land-area#:~:text=Wind%20turbines,cover%20a%20very%20large%20area

https://www.worlddata.info/america/canada/energy-consumption.php

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Who Are Star Trek Fans?

Let's figure out who we are as a group! I'll share the data I collect with the community when I've collected it, and any interesting correlations I uncover!

I’m performing a survey to try to determine who Star Trek fans are, what brings us together, and how it shapes the ways we see the world.  I have almost 2000 responses already, and every additional response helps!  Every share helps make the data more accurate! When I’m done, I plan to share all of my work back with the community!