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My F-I-L can’t identify this little bird with all his Adubon books. Flying around his barn near Sault-Ste-Marie http://ift.tt/2ws1jxh

Advice for a beginning AI PhD student? Hi Reddit! I’m a beginner MS/PhD student at the Media Lab at MIT, working in AI. I’ve been involved in academic CV/AI research for a while, and have a few papers at decent venues as well. However, for my PhD I want to look at unconventional yet impactful directions of research, which, potentially would be valuable a few years from now.A few things that fascinate me personally are - attempting to solve global problems especially issues concerning third world countries by creating and deploying large scale AI; and using AI to identify and solve “superhuman” tasks - something which humans normally are not capable of doing. I understand the latter might move beyond the traditional definition of “intelligence”, but with more data and better algorithms available, I feel that we might be seeing AI take such a form (for example, in fine-grained classification).I want to know what the Reddit community thinks about these directions (or AI research in general), and if there are suggestions for things I should look out for or be careful for during my graduate studies. Thanks a lot for your time!

[T4F] Any love for a dyke with a dick? I’m transgender IRL, and while I sort of identify as a woman and want to present as feminine, I have no interest in surgery. I like having a built-in strap-on. [eggplant emoji]I have more than one character, and they’re not exactly how I see myself sexually, but they’re still freaks. Today I’m playing a character I’ve developed over years of trying desperately to find roleplaying partners: Kelly. Full name, Kelly Attar. I’ll tell you more about him (I personally kind of prefer she, but I don’t really care) if you’re interested, but I’ll keep it brief: short androgynous twenty-two year old blonde with the body of a semi-healthy runway model.I’m not here to write a novel, but I’m not here for smutty stupid bullshit either. I’m here to have fun and reduce boredom. I like scenes that are episodic and slice-of-life-ish.Couple scenarios. TL;DR: one’s master/slave-ish, one’s incest.Property of Kelly AttarKelly is the owner of a human being. He fucks her, but she’s not exactly a sex slave, and he’s not like the masters you tend to see in master/slave porn.He rapes her, unless she likes being chattel (which would be fun), but he doesn’t really abuse her in any other way. He doesn’t punish her, nor does he psychologically abuse her. He seriously never does anything like that. While he still treats her like a slave in ways (making her do his laundry, cook his meals, suck his dick, etc.), she’s more like a prized pet to him. As in, he takes care of her. He doesn’t lock her up in a dungeon when he’s not using her.He doesn’t really get off on bossing her around either.Kelly is a misanthrope. He grew up in foster care, and never really cared about having a family or friends. He’s a little bit emotionally stunted: he wants a concubine because he can’t really deal with normal relationships.And I want her to be taller than Kelly, and older, even just a little bit. I actually have something in mind for her appearance, if you don’t mind. Pale, skinny, and gothish. I’ll give you the details later.Family DykeThis Kelly can be a different one, or not.If he’s the same Kelly, then his concubine somehow managed to warm his heart. He decided that he wanted her to be more like a wife, and that he wanted to have kids with her.Either way…I’m looking for a wholesome-ish incest scenario. I want you to play the wife/girlfriend. I want the characters to love eachother and seem like a real family. I want us to pick out the kids’ names and figure out what they look like and stuff. I want them to live in the suburbs and have decals on their car’s back window.The number of kids and their genders is negotiable. I want them to be at least 19, and if there’s more than one, I want at least one to be 21+. I want there to be either zero boys, or just one.And I’d like the mom to look a certain way, if you don’t mind.Kelly would obviously be older, around forty, but he’s still cute. He’s got some wrinkles, but he’s a ?ILF.

Fell out of a tree in Singapore, can anyone help me identify this baby bird? http://ift.tt/2frWG1U

32 F4R - In Search of Live Country Music Fans So I guess I’ve cultivated my friend group a little too well and I am left with no one to go to shows with. I just get a little nostalgic for the sound of a steel guitar. Don’t most people who move to Austin come from within the state? Where my fellow Texans at?You don’t have to self identify as republican to like country music! If you are liberal or just open minded hmu. I promise I won’t even ask you to dance.Looking specifically at going to this on August 19, but open to anywhere there is good country music. I heard Chris Stapleton is coming to Austin360. It’s cool to like him right?

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Found in a Wyoming river. Any way to identify it? http://ift.tt/2viAhK9

Found in a Wyoming river. Any way to identify it? http://ift.tt/2viAhK9

Question regarding qualifiers So I work both alanon and aca programs. I am most grateful. I had a question. I understand to keep the focus on myself regarding recovery. In 12 step, I hear people suggest we identify, don’t compare.Those of you with wisdom and faith in the program, would you please let me know if you think it is at all helpful to be grateful to not have chosen to be an addict or in abusive relationships? As I write this it seems highly judgmental or else as though I set the bar so low. But the qualifiers in my life are women (birth mother; half sister) with their own trauma histories and tragic endings. My mind keeps going to wanting to differentiate myself from them. This does not feel very wholesome or healthy. I have a therapist but curious what 12 step fellows might think. I just cannot make this subconscious or mental shift and I understand the role of higher power but can not will conscious contact into being. Thank you and I respect all people in recovery and without, but I think part of my block is coming out of fear rather than compassion.

Am I Alone? always kind of assumed that this subreddit was full of ppl like me. but now i feel super alone–even (especially?) here. so let me see if anyone identifies with any of these points. just tell me so i can know whether or not im an outlier or not.no self worth. i hate myself and everything about myself, i feel sick when i think about myself. i would gladly self-harm (the idea is extremely appealing) but im afraid of having scars.invisibility. no one talks to me, no one responds to me, no one lets me in their tightknit groups. if i dont FORCE my way into a conversation, i will never be talked to. i am invisible, i am a ghost.anxiety. random things will give me bad fits of anxiety–i dont wanna call them panic attacks because they’ve never been diagnosed as such, but like heart pounding, feeling threatened, unable to think clearly, crying, vomiting, scratching at my arms, unable to control volume of my voice.totally blase about social interactions. i dont give a fuck anymore. i’ll say anything to anyone at any time. the normal social rules of conversation dont bother me one bit. they never helped me, so i wont obey them.unrelenting drive to succeed. i feel like im possessed by like an ovwehelmingly powerful urge to make something of my life and be a great success. I know this is the opposite of depression, so i suppose i dont have that.bad parenting? questionably, i know this is a sensitive issue, but it is possible to argue that i was abused by my mothermisanthropy. the older and lonelier i get, the more i loathe and despise human beings and society at large. i feel like they’ve collectively hurt me.

Fire Emblem Awakening is the 2nd 3DS game I’ve ever finished (late to the party) Bought a 2dsxl about a month ago or so. Finished Fire Emblem Echoes and fell in love with the series so I got Awakening. Love these games!I’m torn between which I liked more. Probably Awakening. I’ll give some thoughts in point form.I liked the Awakening maps far more than Echoes.I hated the dungeons of Echoes.I liked the dual storyline of Echoes more than Awakening.it was easier to keep track of characters in Echoes due to the split groups. I found I just forgot about some of the characters in Awakening because I was steam rolling everyone with my stronger half.I preferred the support system in Awakening. I found it hard to get involved in Echoes but in Awakening I was actively trying to hook ppl up.I really wish all the games were fully voiced. To me it makes Echoes overall the better presented game.I preferred the gameplay in Awakening. I liked that I had to think more. But I also felt like everyone could move too far so my usual tactic resulted in me turtling up and just letting my OP units run amok. With echoes I felt I got to focus more on movement, but the fighting was less interesting.for whatever reason, I found myself turning off combat animations in Echoes really early on, but wanted to leave them on in Awakening. I think it was because of the heavy focus on supports and RNG.I really liked the way Echoes gave you the combat prediction. It made it easy to identify your first and second hit damage.So yeah, overall I’d take Awakening, mainly just because i think the gameplay was more fun and i really hated the grindy dungeons of Echoes.I’m onto Birthright now!

[M4F] The Fate of Stowaways I’m Captain Vale of the Wayfinder, a universal merchant vessel. I travel through the inky expanse of space, with a somewhat odd assorted crew of adventurers. They all do their jobs perfectly, though, and make up for when I’m less than attentive. We are mostly a delivery crew, though occasionally we offer other special options. We’re known to deal with any legal operation that needs a ship, so we’ve had some strange experiences. And yes, sometimes that means that we have carried slaves. It’s legal throughout the universe save for a few systems here and there. And while I don’t like it, a payday is a payday, and our reputation would be ruined if we refused any legal business.We tend not to run into many issues. Though, I suspect we may have issues this time around, after landing at Zylak port UZ7, a spot notorious for all sorts of unsavory characters. I’m talking to a four-armed, somewhat terrifying looking red woman when I start to hear alerts from my comm. I quickly close the cargo hold door in case it’s an outside alert, but quickly identify the source of the alert. My communications chip indicates there’s another lifeform on the ship that is unaccounted for, and it’s somewhere on my ship. An escaped slave? An enemy poised to attack? A spy seeking information?All I know is that whoever it is, they’re getting brought into the authorities. I can’t deal with another mouth to feed. Well, unless they have something to offer me for their safe passage, that is.Details can be tweaked, and while this is sci-fi, I’m also open to other possible themes. As long as it kind of follows the basic concept of you being a stowaway or otherwise somebody who snuck into my ship. Could be an escaped slave, could actually be an enemy, who I capture and treat fairly, despite the interrogation. Either way, the only important part is that you snuck onto my ship, and you become mine.In case it wasn’t clear, I want to be a dominant Captain, but one who’s ultimately a good-ish person, but still going to be firm and commanding at times. I can vary this between as dominant and kinky (other than being evil and sadistic) or as close to loving and vanilla (while still having some amount of dominance) that you would prefer. Basically, as long as I’m dominant, you’re submissive, and I’m not a totally evil tyrant, the roles will work.I’m not going to go into my kinks, because I have many, and am fine with any level of kinkiness in this role, other than pure vanilla, which just simply wouldn’t work.Limits: Scat, vomit, blood, being submissive in any way, pregnancy, and I think that covers it.I’m looking forward to the messages.

My Town Is Being Destroyed V (Final) Part 4 here: http://ift.tt/2unNnD2 parents were confused when I walked into their bedroom in the middle of night soaking wet and covered in Newton’s heartless blood. I didn’t acknowledge their screams as I opened the gun safe next to their bed and grabbed when I needed. An AR-15 and a Colt .45, I would need both of them soon enough.“What the hell are you doing” my dad yelled in anger as he stood up and stared me down in rage. I tried to pass by him but he wouldn’t let me “Answer me!"I aimed the rifle at his chest and chambered a round "I’m giving justice for your sins now move before I put a bullet in your heart."My mother let out a scream of fear, my finger played over the trigger carefully. I should’ve killed him, the bastard that had my sister murdered all those years ago. Her death needed justice."Sam” my mother said, I looked over at her and saw fear in her eyes “Please don’t do this."I heard the sound of trucks speeding down the driveway, damn, they were here quicker than I thought "Sam” Angel yelled “You miserable fuck! I want you out here now!”“Who’s that?”“Your old boss” I said scooting past him and sprinting to the front door.“What? What are you talking about boy!”“It’s Angel and Drax! You might remember Newton right? The man who killed your daughter. Don’t worry though, he’s at the bottom of the lake right now."My father’s eyes widened "Sam, you didn’t… You don’t understand what these people will do.”“Trust me dad, I know perfectly well.”“I’m still waiting Sam” Angel yelled from outside “You know its funny, you decided to take us down the day we decided to take over Shelby County. Which means we can make as much noise as we want because anyone that hears us will either be dead or in a sweatshop by sunrise. So why don’t you go ahead and-"I threw the door open and saw a group of ten men plus Angel standing in my front yard, I aimed the rifle and fire three shots. Two hit a bald man and the last found a place in Angel’s chest.He fell on his back holding the vest growling in pain "What the fuck are you doing? Kill him!"I slammed the door and hit the floor just as lead tore through the door. When they stopped I ran to my room and out the window, I don’t remember shooting a man in his gut and sprinting for the woods but I do remember what Angel did."Hey child” I turned and saw Angel with two men next to him, they were holding my parents. Angel had a shotgun resting on his shoulders while he spoke “It has come to my attention that you know about what happened to your sister. Which means this guy won’t be much of a hostage will he?"Angel aimed his shotgun at my father’s head and pulled the trigger without hesitation. I watched my white house painted red with the blood of the man that raised me. Angel grabbed my mother and pushed her to the ground, he pumped the gun and pushed the barrel hard against her temple "But mommy here, ha, she’s a wild card. She’s the one you really care about and if you don’t come back and give us that video I’ll put enough buckshot in her head to make it impossible to identify her. Now get back here now."That was it, he’d won, I lowered my gun and took a step towards them. Angel nodded "That’s it child, come on over and we’ll have a little chit chat."Mother squirmed on the ground "Don’t do it Sam! Run! Run and don’t stop! Don’t give them what they want again1 Don’t let them win!"I stopped in my tracks and looked at Angel "I made you a promise Angel. I’m gonna kill you and all the others. One by one. Body by body."He sighed "Sorry moms, looks like buddy-boo over there’s made up his mind. End game."He fired and I watched the buckshot tear through her face leaving nothing but a mutilated face and crushed bone. I yelled in fury and ran into the forest, Angel nodded to his men "Get him. I don’t care what it takes or who gets in the way. Catch the little bastard and string him up like a wind-chime!"I knew I was on Hector’s land the moment my phone go signal, his property was the only place within three miles of my house that had service. I dialed him as fast as I could while being sure to keep a good lead ahead of the two men behind me."Hello” Hector answered.“Hector!”“Holy shit you’re alive! Did you do it?”“Newton’s dead but Drax and Angel are still sucking air.”“What happened?”“I don’t have time to explain Hector! I’m coming to your house with two guys about a hundred yards behind me. Be ready for a fight.”“Shit! What am I supposed to do!”“Grab a weapon and watch the left side of your house!"A gunshot went off and struck my hand, I yelled in pain and dropped the phone but I didn’t stop. I couldn’t or that’d be it. The men behind me yelled in anger and slowly gained ground on me.There was a light in the distance, I smiled as I watched the outline of Hector’s house rise out of the darkness. The men behind me were getting closer, close enough to shoot but for some reason they didn’t. Angel wanted me strung up like a wind-chime.I jumped from the forest and into the clearing of Hector’s yard, his house wasn’t far but neither were the men behind me. I felt and hand grab my shoulder and flip me around, the man smiled and lifted a knife over his head.Three gunshots rang out and struck the man in his chest, he was dead before he hit the ground. The other pulled his gun from its holster only for three more bullets to pass through his skull. Hector was at my side instantly holding a FAL, he looked around the woods wildly. I pushed him inside as fats as I could "Hurry there’s no time!”“What are you talking about?"Without saying a word I ran over to his radio and turned it to the local radio station "People are dying out here! They’re just dropping dead without reason! We don’t have any means to save anyone because we don’t know which ones are dying! Please someone help us-"The radio cut out and left us with static, I cursed at the silence "No! Angel wasn’t playing around, he gave all junkies in Shelby County tainted drugs. Now anyone who shoots up heroin or sniffs cocaine or even smokes weed will drop over dead."Hector’s eyes widened "Smokes weed? Oh my God, Andrew!"He reached for his phone but I stopped him as headlights appeared in the driveway "End game child!”“Angel” I said as the madman pulled himself out of the truck holding a shotgun “He knew I’d come to your house, the son of a bitch is smart."Hector shook his head "Well what are we supposed to do?”“Wake up every one in the house that can shoot a gun and get at the windows."Buckshot tore through the window and sent glass spilling over my body, Angel pumped his weapon and laughed "You’ve already lost child! Take a listen for a second, you hear that? Its fireworks bud! Gun fire and death for miles around, you know I think most of the people are going to fight back meaning we’ll have to put them in the ground. But there should be a few people left over for the sweatshops!"I watched all five members of Hector’s family enter the room holding weapons of different sizes and shapes. I nodded to the window "Come help me."Angel quickly grew quiet when he saw the barrels of all six weapons aim at him. I placed the bead of the AR-15 right on his chest "Give up Angel! You’re outnumbered!"He laughed and tilted his head "Did you really think I’d come here alone?"Suddenly a dozen men ran from the tree line and sprinted for the door, we aimed at them as quickly as possible before firing. Two of them dropped but the other ten continued to the house. Angel fired another shot and I watched the lead tare through the wall like it was made of paper. I aimed at him only to duck down as the remained ten men fired at the house. Hector cursed as he sat down, the FAL clutched at his side."There’s too many of them! What are we going to do?"I looked down the hall and saw the staircase not far, I ducked down and ran while pieces of lead flew over my head. I was up the stair quickly and basically hurled myself to the window over looking the porch.There was a man running to the front door with a revolver I fired my rifle and watched his head snap back and spew blood. I aimed at the other men before they could react and dropped another one. They all aimed up at me and I prepared to duck down for cover but watched as all of Hector’s family fired into the hoard.Only four men were left and Angel ducking behind the truck "You think you’ve won boy! When I get up there I’ll gut you like a fish!"He jumped from cover before I could put him down and aimed a large weapon at the window. Before I knew it a grenade shattered the window and flew behind me before hitting a wall and erupting everything in fire.I felt the ground under me give way and sending me down to the floor below. It hurt hitting the ground but I was up as quickly as possible but I couldn’t see anything from the thick cloud of dust in the air.I aimed into the darkness waiting to hear Angel’s insane voice. Hector pulled himself up next to me holding his rifle "What the fuck was that?"I looked away for a second to help him only to see the black suited man to jump out of the darkness and slam his fist into my temple. I fired a shot into his chest which he took like a champ and knocked the AR out of my hands.When I tried to stand I felt the barrel of Angel’s gun pressed against my head "Don’t move a fucking mussel or I’ll repaint the whole house with your brain like it’s a sponge!"I looked over and saw my AR about a yard away from me, Angel pushed it harder against my head "Don’t even think about it child. Wouldn’t want to ruin the fun just yet."I glared at Angel, my eyes burning with hate and rage "You won’t win Angel! I’m gonna kill you!”“Empty threats child, you won’t do anything and do you know why? Because you’ll be too dead to try!"Suddenly three shots rang out and Angel froze, Hector stood behind him with a smoking gun. Angel shook his head and scratched his chin while holstering his weapon "It must be fight night because the hits just keep coming!"Angel flipped around and in half a second he had ripped his knife free and plunged it deep into Hector’s gut. My friend moaned in pain and I yelled in fury. Fury? Hate? Anger? No, it was sorrow. Pure sorrow.Angel laughed and twisted the blade "You don’t fuck with the king boy and if you do you aim for the head."I watched as Angel sliced with all his might and Hector’s guts spilled onto the floor, Hector hit his knees. Blood erupted from his mouth as he gasped for breath. Angel shook his head as he looked at Hector "You had so much potential child, you were going to be a top worker of mine."Hector looked up at Angel and said his final words "Fuck… you… asshole."Angel pulled out his side arm "You know, you’d be amazed how much I get that."Then I watched as Angel put three pieces of lead into my best friends head, his blood covered my body like sand on a wet body. My screams didn’t even come close to drowning out Angel’s wicked laughter "Oh my God! It’s like the people in this town don’t know how to aim for the head!"He turned and stepped over my sobbing body, that’s when I noticed the smell of gas, Angel’s form reached into his suite and pulled out a box of matches "End game."The whole house was engulfed in flames in less then a minute yet I hadn’t moved, I just sat crying next to my dead friend. Even when the fire burned against my blood covered skin I didn’t move. It was Bob who finally dragged me out of the house to join Hector’s sobbing family "Come on Sam! Come on, he’s gone!"I remember fighting him, trying to get back to Hector but in the end I couldn’t and I knew it. I hit my knees and cried onto the ground. Andrew and Bob left me alone for a while but at around one in the morning they stirred me from my mourning."Sam, who did this?"That’s when the hate returned, I can still see Angel’s cocky stature walking out of the house and dropping a match "End game."I picked up my rifle and looked at my friends through teary eyes "What happened in Shelby County?"Andrew shook his head "It wasn’t good man. People at my house started dying like that, it didn’t take me log to figure out it was the drugs, good thing I was too broke to buy any weed today otherwise I’d be dead too. But suddenly these guys showed up in town with guns and started shooting people down. We fought back but we were extremely outnumbered and out gunned."Bob nodded "Yeah but eventually we did drive them out of town and they vanished down the road."I shook my head "They didn’t vanish, they went to Holly Park, that’s where base camp it. That’s where Angel is.”“Angel’s the one who did this” Andrew asked.“Yeah and if we don’t stop him he’ll do it again. Him and Drax."Bob and Andrew both jumped back "Drax! What?”“He’s working with Angel, he’s like his little bulldog to sick on anyone he pleases."Andrew shook his head, it was at this moment that I noticed the tears in their eyes, they too were mourning from Hector’s death. Bob shook his head "What are we going to do."I stood up and walked to Andrew’s car "Bob you go tell the survivors in the town what I just told you. Me and Andrew will meet you at the bridge, bring enough ammo and guns to take down a government and hurry!"Bob nodded and hopped in his car, Andrew joined me in his truck and looked at me "When we find Drax… what are you going to do?”“I’m going to fucking kill him."Fifty men. Fifty men all armed for the end of the world with guns, homemade bombs and molitav cocktails. We stood there looking at Holly Park from the other side of the bridge, there were people there too. Angel in front of them.The mother fucker walked forwards holding a megaphone, he was armed to the teeth "Well looky here folks! We got ourselves a good old fashioned riot! They think they can take us down! Well, can they?”“No!”“That’s right! We have the numbers, the guns and the will to kill every last one of the fuckers and hang their intestines in the forest like damn Christmas lights! What do you have Sam? A couple farmers and some pitchforks? What the fuck are you going to do?"I gripped the wheel and felt my foot touch the gas, Andrew held a shotgun in his right hand and nodded.We shot across the bridge at the speed of light, Angel snapped his fingers and all his men fired into the tiny truck, we ducked as shells shot through the glass and metal. We got closer and closer and right before we hit I heard the screams of terror, we rammed into the crowd and killed a vast majority. The other trucks behind me did the same and rammed the people.My head was bleeding and my vision blurry but I knew what I saw when I looked to my right and saw a black figure holding a large weapon. I grabbed Andrew and jumped out just as the grenade hit the truck and launched it into the air. I lifted my gun and fired at Angel, the AR finally got a hit on him landing a bullet through his lower neck. He grabbed the wound and yelled in pain "Shit!"I fired again but hit his vest sending him tumbling backwards off the bridge. I ran to the railing, ducking as bullets flew over my head, ducking didn’t help though as a man tackled me sending us both on our backs lying on the cold road. I was up faster holding my rifle, the man tried to stand but the three bullets that I put in his head changed his mind.Another man ran forward and swung a knife at my throat, I ducked making him stumble behind me, when I turned around I felt no pity when I fired a single shot through his spine putting him on the ground yelling in pain.I looked over the railing and still saw the ripples that Angel had made when he landed in the water but no Angel "Fuck!"I turned to the man I had wounded as the song of war played around me, the sound of gun fire, the smell of gunpowder. I aimed at the man and yelled "Where’s Paradise!”“Help me… I can’t feel my legs."I fired into his knee making him yell in pain "Bullshit! Where’s Paradise! Tell me or I’ll find someone who will!”“It’s a big, red house on the river."I fired a round into his head and turned to find the house, I was going to save Summer.The townsfolk had beaten me to Paradise and I watched dozens of girls running out, some had ripped clothing, some were naked, some were covered in cuts and blood."Summer” I yelled into the crowd of fear and hollow faces.“Summer!"I watched the townsfolk set fire to the building, they were ready to destroy its evil once and for all. I ran towards the carnage thinking she was inside. Maybe they had missed her and she was inside the burning building chained to a bed like some sort of animal "Summer!”“Sam!"I turned and saw her standing a few feet away, I took in every detail of her. Her shinning eyes, her pale white skin, her golden hair. The Colt .45 pressed at her temple, Drax’s angry face staring at me from behind her.I raised my rifle and put the bead on his face, could I hit him without killing Summer. He smiled at me "Well look at this princess, The knights come to rescue you! I’m tearing up at the beauty of it!”“Let her go Drax” I said without moving an inch.“You think you’re making demands while I’ve got little Summer over here Sam? I don’t think so, that’s no how this little game’s gonna play out.”“This isn’t a game Drax!”“No your right Sam it’s not a game, because of your dumbass it’s a fucking war! A blood bath! A slaughter of hundreds of lives so that you could rescue the slut!"I stepped forward and he press the gun harder against her head "Na, uh, uh we’re just getting started. I wouldn’t want to put a bullet in her head yet. I’ve got some questions."I opened my mouth to speak but Drax pressed the gun under her chin "No! I have questions! One more word and I’ll send half her brain to the fucking clouds! Question one: why’d you do it? Why go through so much pain, so much death for one little whore?”“I wasn’t going to leave her behind Drax! I care about my friends, unlike you who sat by and did nothing while Angel carved open Hector!"Drax smiled "Yeah, I know I did nothing. Because caring about people is weakness. They only hold you back. I mean just look at this, if you didn’t care about Summer you could just fire away, maybe you hit me maybe you don’t but at lease you tried unlike what you’re doing now. Just standing there doing nothing! If I wanted to I could fuck little Summer’s brains out and you wouldn’t do anything about it!"I shook my head "Fuck you!”“Question two: why didn’t you just leave it alone, you saw me kill the man at the very beginning why not just leave it at that! Forget it ever happened!”“You killed a man Drax! I couldn’t just stand by and-”“I’m just going to interrupt your bullshit answer and put in my own theory. You did all this because you thought you had a chance with her, until this thing blew up no girl had looked at you in anything other than disgust. Then here came Summer looking at you as some sort of hero and you fucking loved it. Every second of it! You thought if you helped her you two would get married and have a house with a white picket fence and a couple kids running around!"He threw his hand in the air "And look how that turned out!"I hated it but he was right, I might not have known it at the time but somewhere deep inside of me that was my plan. Taking down Angel and killing Newton were just a result."He put the gun back to her temple and tilted his head "The game’s up Sam. Drop your gun."I didn’t move and Drax didn’t like that, he aimed and fired inches from my foot and press the hot barrel against Summer’s cheek "I’m not fucking around Sam! Drop! Your! Gun!"I did as he said and dropped the weapon in the mud, I was so pumped with adrenaline I hadn’t even noticed the downpour around us. Drax smiled and shook his head "Wow Sam."I watched as Summer reached in her pocket and pulled out a sharp piece of wood, I nodded to her and returned my gaze to Drax. He wrapped his finger around the trigger "You thought after everything she’s done that she was going to walk away? You really are a dumbass."Summer stabbed the piece of wood deep into Drax’s leg making his scream in pain, I sprinted for him, there was no time to pick up my weapon I needed to get him away from Summer. He slapped her to the ground and aimed his weapon only for me to dive into his gut. The two of us tumbled down a hill covering us in mud and blood.We rolled to a painful stop and looked at each other, he had lost his gun in the fall and was weaponless, but so was I. There was a hatchet stuck in the tree next to me which I took after I pulled myself to my feet. Drax was up too, he laughed at me through the rain."Come on Sam, really? You’re gonna chop me up? For what? What’s wrong with what I’ve done? What’s wrong with being on top! What’s wrong with winning big! What’s wrong with being a man!"I shook my head "You’re not a man. You’re nothing."He laughed and cracked his neck "Fine, let’s do this. I’ll kill you like Newton did your sister."I ran forward in rage with the hatchet held over my head, Drax was quick though, he tackled me to the ground and I slammed onto the wet earth. The force made Drax roll over me and land on his back, I swung the hatchet at the closet thing and split his left hand in two. He cried in pain and jumped back onto his feet.I climbed up and looked at him carefully, we circled each other as Drax tried to ignore the pain. Drax pulled his knife and nodded "You’ll regret that!"He ran forward and tried to stab the knife into my head, I caught his arm with both hands and stopped the tip of the blade inches from my face. I pushed him off but in the chaos the knife cut a long gash on my arm causing blood to storm out. Lightning flashed over us as I blocked out the pain and focused on Drax. I swung the hatchet at his throat, Drax ran forward and pulled me in a tight bare hug before I landed a shot through, I growled in rage and flipped him around before pulling the handle of the ax against his throat.I heard him gag for air as I pulled it tighter and tighter, he shook his head and stabbed the knife behind him sticking it right in my stomach. He tried to back away but I stopped him, fighting through the pain I flipped him around and pulled him into a bare hug. We pushed against each other before falling on the wet ground and rolling in the mud. Drax pulled his knife out of me and stabbed for my heart, I caught it though and squeezed his injured hand making him drop his guard.I flipped the knife around and stabbed it into Drax’s chest, he yelled in pain but didn’t stop, he leaned up and bit hard into my throat taking out a mouthful of flesh. I can still remember the pain clear as day. He pushed me off and made me roll about a foot away from him, my hatchet had fallen out of my hand during the grapple. As I grabbed it I felt the knife slide through my elbow and out the back into the muddy ground.I yelled in rage and rolled over slamming the ax into his caller bone, snapping it with a loud crack. He fell on his back and started crawling away. I was breathing heavy and covered in blood, the pain, the pain. I grabbed the knife and yanked it out, my eyes lit up as the pain shot through me.I tried to go for Drax but when I looked up he was on his feet, he kicked the knife from my hand and stomped on my face. I was on my back and motionless. He climbed on top of me and wrapped his hands around my throat, my airway was blocked as he squeezed. He pushed with all his might and smiled as my eyes bulged out of my skull "Now… Sam… I’m gonna choke the life… out of you."My hands thrashed around feeling for anything that could help me, then I felt the wooden handle of Drax’s gun. I couldn’t get a grip on it, the weapon was just out of reach, I looked up at Drax and yelled in anger before bringing my knee right into his dick. He yelled in pain and loosened his hold just enough for me to grab the gun.I pushed the barrel into his open mouth muffling his screams, his eyes widened as he realized what was happening and as the lighting flashed I saw my reflection in them. Cold, emotionless, heartless.I let out a battle cry and pulled the trigger, the bullet blew off the back of his head and made blood rain over my soaked body. His body went limp and I shoved him off of me, his disgusting, sinful body no more of a threat.As I pulled myself up Drax move, he rolled over and looked up at me it tear filled eyes. I aimed at his head and he nodded before speaking in a gurgled voice "K-k-k-kill m-m-m-me."I stared at him for a long while, the gun feeling heavy in my hands. No, I wouldn’t kill him, I let him bleed out on the wet ground and I enjoyed every second of it.Suddenly my pleasure was broken when Summer tumbled down the hill past me and landed in the shallows of the lake. I flipped around just in time to see him "End game."Angel kicked me hard in the chest making me fall backwards into the water, when I surfaced Angel’s boot was there to greet me by slamming into my chin and putting me on my back again.He laughed as he looked up at the smoke over Holly Park "Look at this! Look at what you did! Years of work and labor destroyed in one night!"I looked up at him, now on my hands and knees, and lifted the colt. Angel turned and stomped on my hand causing me to lose my grip on it. I tried to pick it back up but Angel grabbed my throat and choked slammed me into the knee deep water. He stood up and walked toward Summer next "Now look at what I’ve made! Two lovers destined to be together forever! And I, ha, I’m the one to take them to eternity!"He grabbed Summer’s head and slammed it into a rock once, twice, three time? I lost count when I tried to stand only for Angel to jump on top of me and force my head under the water. His laughter muffled from the water "You thought you could beat me child! You fucking idiot! You’ll join Summer in that big house in the sky and you two cane be together forever!"I reached up and pushed the bullet wound in his throat, he growled in pain before biting into my hand and ripping off my pinky. Blood filled the water quickly but through the crimson I could still see the emptiness under Angel’s hood. His laughter ended and two words escaped his lips "End game!"Two shots rang out and Angel fell off of me, I jumped up and took a deep breath of fresh air. Angel flipped around to face the attacker, Summer. He yelled in rage and ran for her, she looked down the sights of the gun and when he was a foot away the hammer came down and sent the bullet right into Angel’s head.His head snapped back before his knees gave way and he fell into the water "End game mother fucker!"She looked over to me and cried in joy "Sam! You came back for me!"I didn’t say a thing, I was looking at Angel, I was tempted to pull his hood away and see who he really was. I reached forward only for Summer to grab my hand and shake her head. She was right, we didn’t need to know because now he was dead. And we were alive.The FBI had a field day with what they called the Holly Park Massacre, fitting name seeing as we killed most of the people and all the others were arrested rambling and wild-eyed. Terrified from the battle.I never completely recovered from my battle, I still can’t bend my arm too far and my pinky is gone forever. Summer was traumatized from what happened to her in Paradise and having to blow the back of my friend’s head off didn’t sit well with my mind so we both saw shrinks which helped us seal up the wounds and forget the horrors we saw.Drax was right about one thing though, me and Summer did get married and soon after we had Sarah, our beautiful daughter. It still makes Summer cry that she never found her brother but other than the occasional sobbing fit we had completely forgotten about the terrors of Angel and his army. We had even moved across the county where I got a job as a cop.So why would I bring it up again? Why tell you all this now after years of forgetting it?The other night I was on my way home when my phone rang "Hello.”“Tonight she will join me in Paradise.”“What? Who is this?”“You’ve heard of ballistic masks right?”“Sir I think you have the wrong number."He laughed and was silent for a moment, then he said the words that brought every memory back "End game."When I got home Summer was sobbing and after I looked in Sarah’s room I knew why. The window was shattered and she was nowhere to be seen, it had been ten years since we had killed him and then this. In her bed where she would have laid was a single object.A ballistic mask, a single bullet stuck right between the two eye holes and a message carved into the mouth."End game. I’ll see you in Shelby County soon, I can’t wait for the reunion!"I don’t know the next time I’ll post, I’m going to handle this once and for all and will post when I get back. If I never post again then you know what happened. Goodbye and Angel, if you’re reading. I’m coming.

How do I ignore special characters when using grep? I am trying to identify files that contain a certain pattern, so I figure grep is the way to go. The issue is that sometimes the pattern has special characters in the middle, and I can’t figure out how to account for that.For example, if the pattern is “example” I also need it to return things like “ex_ample” or “e-x-a_mple”.My only idea is to just cat the files and use sed to remove all the special characters before grepping. Is there a better way to be doing this?

Fell out of a tree in Singapore, can anyone help me identify this baby bird? http://ift.tt/2frWG1U

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Cannot attach trailer only after accepting job at dockyard My truck cannot dock with the trailer I’ve already accepted - but only after I’ve accepted it. If I back my truck into a trailer without accepting it, the trailer seems to fit. (These are ordinary yet modded box trailers, not exuberant wind turbines or automotive racks.)What type of mod would cause this behaviour? I would like to identify which mods could be at fault out of my lengthy list.

The Great Scat Survey of 2017 Hey everyone!For those who are new around here, I periodically do a survey and invite everyone from the various scat communities to participate. It’s been two years since my last one and we’ve definitely grown a bit since then so I thought it would be fun to do a new post.The survey is totally anonymous, and nothing in it can be used to identify you. At the end, you’ll get a basic charts and graphs breakdown of the responses. It’s definitely unscientific but it’s interesting to see how the community at large sees this fetish.This will take you to the survey