#Arithmetic Operators

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Mastering Arithmetic Operators in Python

This article provides a comprehensive exploration of Python's primary arithmetic operators, elucidating their functions and practical applications. From basic addition and subtraction to more complex operations like exponentiation and modulus, each operator is explained with clear examples and detailed explanations. The article goes beyond numeric calculations, demonstrating how these operators can be used with strings and lists to perform concatenations, repetitions, and mergers.

By understanding and mastering these arithmetic operators, readers can effectively manipulate data, perform mathematical operations, and build more intricate algorithms. Whether they are beginners or intermediate Python programmers, this article serves as a valuable reference for honing their programming skills and expanding their understanding of Python's core capabilities.

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Learn PHP Math Functions with Examples – Complete Guide

Master PHP Math with this complete guide. Learn basic arithmetic, rounding, trigonometry, and random number generation with examples and explanations. 🧮 PHP Math: A Complete Guide to Mathematical Functions in PHP Mathematics is the foundation of programming logic—and PHP provides a robust set of math functions that make it easy to perform calculations, handle complex numbers, and solve…

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400+ Math Word Problems for Primary School Kids to Master Basic Arithmetic Operations Best Mathematics Practice Problems for Age 7 to 11.

Want to make your kids strong in basic arithmetic operations? Here is the Math Word problems, you need to get to your Kid..

Word problems are based on real life imaginary so that your kids can visualise and understand and apply the Math concepts!

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"u can get half life for free" oh. okay "u can get half life for 70p" oh shit for real?

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Math Marvels: Adding Natural Numbers Made Easy!

Before we start solving some problems, click on the video below: Problem 1: Understanding Carryover in Addition of Natural Numbers Introduction: Addition is a fundamental mathematical operation that helps us combine numbers and find their total value. However, when adding larger numbers, a concept called “carryover” can pose challenges for learners. Problem: Consider the addition problem: 589 +…

[jangillman]

To all the "Hands Off" Protesters (Democrats):

We are currently at a critical juncture with a national debt of $36.5 trillion, increasing by $2 trillion each year. This is a critical issue, and most experts are warning us that we have relatively few years left to take decisive action before America faces a financial crisis that would have catastrophic consequences for this country and the world.

Amid all your protests, the burning of Teslas, and your petulant vitriol, one crucial element is glaringly missing: any plan to cut government spending. Instead, your goal appears to be to spend even more.

We finally have leaders in President Trump and Elon Musk who are courageous enough to finally focus on sustainable spending practices that are critical to avoid risking our economic future. Time is of the essence—instead of being in the way, let’s act together before it’s too late.

If not...

HANDS OFF - my tax dollars, which were not intended for your pet projects and the corrupt, virtue-signaling Socialists who spew the garbage you all take as gospel. It’s not a slush fund and a money laundering operation through left-wing NGO's to make politicians rich.

HANDS OFF - my child at school. Teach them the basics of reading, writing, and arithmetic. They are not there to be indoctrinated into your Marxist ideologies.

HANDS OFF - trying to force American women and girls to compete against biological men, and then adding insult to injury, forcing them to change and shower in front of them. Stop forcing your fu@ked up theories on the rest of us.

HANDS OFF - all the property you destroy in the name of whatever cause you’re supporting that given week. Other people’s vehicles are not yours to destroy. Neither are statues or all the other s#it you light on fire.

HANDS OFF - our college campuses. Decent kids are there to learn. Free speech is protected. Violence, intimidation, and taking over buildings are not. By the way, if your cause is so just, take off the masks and show yourself. Cowards one and all.

HANDS OFF - our president, who was duly elected to clean up the mess y’all created. We sat by and watched as you supported a puppet who was practically dead. It damn near destroyed the nation. Financially, from a security standpoint, and morally.

HANDS OFF - to all the federal district judges. Your power does not supersede the executive branch. And, stop using Lawfare by going after your political opponents.

HANDS OFF - our ICE Agents, who are taking violent gang bangers out of our country and forcing people who want to come here to do so legally. It should be the only way. Period. End of story.

HANDS OFF - our Free Speech rights. For years, you have used the process of cancelling people who simply wanted to express their own ideas. In your world, you think free speech can only be allowed if it agrees with your screwed up ideologies.

HANDS OFF - the American family. You have done everything possible to destabilize the concept of families because you believe that our ultimate allegiance should be to the government.

HANDS OFF - from imposing your Marxist views of Critical Race Theory (CRT) and the methods you’ve used to implement them through Diversity, Equity, and Inclusion (DEI). Most Americans are compassionate individuals who believe in judging people based on their character rather than the color of their skin.

These principles are what the vast majority of Americans voted for.

You don’t like it, be like that slob Rosie O'Donnell and move to Europe, which is being taken over by radical Islam.

So, to borrow your stupid little slogan…. Hands Off...

Love,

MAGA Country...

[cece693]

OPERATION TOTALLY (NOT) CHEATING

pairing: jasper whitlock x gender neutral reader synopsis: Planning a surprise for anybody is stressful—add that they're a vampire and can feel the anxiousness coming off you—it's impossible. Yet, you will not go down without trying; even if it does seem like you're cheating on your mate.

You’d never imagined that preparing a nice thing for your century-old mate could feel so much like plotting a felony.

Step one: secrecy. Step two: more secrecy. Step three: send every signal of infidelity imaginable—entirely by accident.

Carlisle’s dusty attic is not built for stealthy vampires. One creaky beam and the whole house knows your coordinates. Still, you ease open an ancient trunk, digging for the Civil-War-era Stetson Alice swore was up here. A perfect anniversary gift, you think—something Jasper hasn’t seen since 1863.

Downstairs, Jasper’s empathic radar pings like a sonar alarm. From his spot on the living-room sofa he feels:

you, vibrating with jittery excitement

you, radiating guilt

you, spiking whenever your phone lights up with a message from Emmett (“u find hat yet?”)

To Jasper it reads like: unfaithful lover + secret rendezvous + texting another behind his back. He drums ghostly fingers on his knee. “Probably nothing,” he mutters, then remembers the last time he said that—right before Bella almost leapt off a cliff. Never again.

A DAY LATER

You’ve commandeered Tony Stark levels of covert ops for phase two: refurbishing the Stetson. Rosalie agreed to steam and reshape the brim—on the condition that you never reveal she owns a vintage milliner’s kit. She works under fluorescent light, humming. You pace, texting, practicing your big reveal line.

Enter: Jasper, silent as fog.

He sees shapes through the half-open garage door—your silhouette, Rosalie’s blond head bent over…something. In the dim glow it almost looks like she’s nuzzling your neck. His dead heart drop-kicks his ribs. He retreats two steps, collides with a lawnmower, and the resulting clang is loud enough to wake Forks. You and Rosalie whip around; Jasper is gone before the brim stops quivering.

Rosalie side-eyes you. “Your cowboy’s about to spiral.”

You groan, fingers tunneling your hair. “I’m throwing him a surprise party, not committing adultery!”

“Then tell him before he reenacts the Charge of the Light Brigade.”

A FEW HOURS LATER

Your brilliant finale: a mock western duel staged in Charlie Swan’s clearing (borrowed by Alice after a vision of no hunters or hikers nearby). You’ve bribed Emmett with ten pints of mountain-lion blood to play outlaw, Esme to set the picnic tables, and Alice—reluctantly—to keep Jasper occupied until sundown.

Unfortunately, Alice’s definition of occupied is “take him shopping for new curtains,” which lasts exactly seven minutes before Jasper bails and heads home, storm cloud brewing.

He finds your shared bedroom empty except for a suspicious luggage tag that reads “Hotel el Granate—Volterra.” (You used the tag as decorative ribbon for the hatbox.) Jasper’s mind does the arithmetic: Volterra = Volturi. Volturi = danger. Also: why is there a hotel involved? And why does the tag smell faintly like Emmett?

Jealousy roars through him. Carpet fibers scorch under his boots as he bolts for the woods. If you’re fleeing to Italy with anyone, he’ll—

“Jazz!” Alice flashes into view, hands raised. “Turn around. Trust me.”

He seethes. “Tell me where they are.”

Alice sighs, pinching the bridge of her nose. “Fine. But try not to rip anyone’s limbs off in the next ten minutes, okay? It’s supposed to be romantic.”

Golden twilight filters through fir branches onto a scene out of an old dime novel: Emmett, dressed in a bandana and absurd leather chaps, pretends to menace a wooden crate marked High-Noon Fireworks. Esme fusses over gingham tablecloths while humming “Home on the Range.” You stand in the center, holding the carefully restored Stetson, anxiety bubbling like shaken cola.

Then Jasper stalks in, eyes black as an eclipse. The entire clearing freezes.

“Sugar,” you start, “I can explain—”

He notices Emmett brandishing a cap gun. He notices Rosalie lounging beside a phonograph. He notices the hat in your hands, burnished and perfect. Confusion slams the brakes on fury; his empathy floods with the singular taste of your love—pure, bright, unmistakable.

“Surprise,” you finish weakly.

Silence stretches. Then Emmett snickers. Rosalie chuckles. Jasper’s shoulders sag as realization paints him crimson with embarrassment.

“You thought I was cheating,” you tease, stepping closer.

“Well,” he coughs, smiling crookedly. “It felt like you were hiding something.”

“That’s literally the definition of a surprise, Major Paranoia.”

He laughs, breath hitching, and you place the Stetson on his head. It fits like memory itself. For a moment the soldier, the newborn, the centuries of guilt all fall away; he is just Jasper Whitlock, beloved, marveling that someone would rummage through dusty trunks and bribe siblings for him.

“I reckon I owe you an apology.” He pulls you in by the belt loops.

“You reckon?” You arch a brow. “I had to lie, sneak around, dodge your empathy—do you know how impossible it is to mask excitement and guilt simultaneously?”

He kisses you soft, then deeper, laughing against your lips. “I felt the guilt part loud and clear.”

From the sidelines, Emmett whistles. “Kiss ’em like you mean it, cowboy!”

Jasper flips Emmett the bird without breaking contact. Esme claps delightedly. Rosalie drops the needle on the phonograph, and an old swing tune crackles through the forest air. You finally pull back, eyes sparkling. “Happy 160th anniversary of your second turning.”

He tilts the hat brim up, gaze molten gold. “Best gift I’ve had in either lifetime.”

You grin. “Wait ’til you see the fireworks.”

Cue Emmett lighting a fuse that sends him screeching into a tree, Rosalie cursing about singed hair, Carlisle appearing with a fire extinguisher, and Alice recording everything on an antique camcorder “for posterity.” Jasper laughs until he can’t breathe—figuratively—and you realize the surprise was never the hat or the party; it was this moment, incandescent with shared immortality.

Later, as sparks rain like molten stars and the clearing smells of smoke and pine, Jasper wraps an arm around your waist. “Next time,” he murmurs, “maybe leave me a note?”

You smirk. “Next time you turn off the empath radar.”

“Deal.” He nudges the Stetson brim against your forehead. “Though for the record, jealousy isn’t my best look.”

“It is when it ends with you wearing nothing but that hat,” you whisper.

[elodieunderglass]

You put that info dump about jockeys in the tags of the info dump post, but oh my stars do I need you to write an actual post about it if you have the time! Or if you've already done that, point me in the direction of where I can find it, because dude, am I invested now!!!!

Oh I can go on about jockeys forever. Let’s do a crash (ha) course while dressing my jockey OC, Killie. Killie is an Irish-British racing jockey over the flat AND jumps, operating in the UK.

NOTE TW below the cut for injuries, weight talk and references to disordered eating, because, regrettably: professional horse jockeys. Infuriating people.

We start with Killie’s fairly battered and frankly very tiny body. At 4’10” Killie is comfortably at the bottom range of jockeys, who usually range from 4’10 to 5’7”. There’s no height limit; there is a weight limit. A naturally small man at about 118 lbs of fairly fit racing weight, Killie is in condition to race on the flat in the UK without too much starvation, dehydration, and substance abuse those are just his hobbies. Jockeys and their gear are weighed before and after each race. Weight limits for jockeys include their body, personal gear, riding gear and safety equipment.

Flat jockeys - who race horses on a plain circular track, like the Kentucky Derby - must be lighter and smaller than jump jockeys. In the USA, flat jockeys tend to be about 118 lbs, the weight of a potential Kentucky Derby competitor. In the UK, flat jockeys and their gear can now go up to 142 lbs, thanks to increased welfare standards; this includes the 3lb allowance for the body protector that UK jockeys must wear as of 2018, and, as of 2013, Flat jockeys in the UK can now have an additional 1 lb of allowance for warm clothing in winter.

Jump jockeys, who race in steeplechases (USA) like the Grand National (UK) aka races with jumps - are allowed to be slightly heavier, and often taller with it, as their sport requires even more strength and stamina.

Jockeys have to be able to maintain ~118 lbs of very fit, fighting-quality muscle, every day of the week. Thus, most jockeys are short, averaging 5’2” in a sport dominated by men, because that’s the cost of packing on enough muscle for the required strength/stamina. add in excellent horsemanship, high pain tolerance, lack of natural fear/truly bonkers physical courage, the ability to go for days without food and other pleasures of life, an ongoing commitment to fitness, excellent mental arithmetic/timekeeping skills, and the ability to tolerate abysmal working conditions, to understand why most short people aren’t immediately natural jockeys. Taller jockeys are becoming ever more common, as the conditions that shaped the historically legendary small jockeys (enslavement/slaver starvation, concentration camps/Nazi starvation, birth complication/premature birth, bad nutrition) are thankfully becoming far less common. This is in turn driving pushes towards higher weight limits, which can only be a good thing.

Why aren’t jockeys all little people? Because it isn’t just about being small - it’s more important to be light and strong. Jockeys generally don’t have medical conditions underpinning their size, and are not generally considered part of the little people community, although their size may overlap with little people. It’s important to repeat that the working conditions of jockeys are still bad; they're a loose collection of freelancers who very rarely become contractors, they don’t bargain collectively, have nominal professional associations, and have 500 years of absurdly feudal working conditions to battle. Little people who are motivated to handle horses could have a comparable time - and genuine union protection! and fans! and visibility! and benefits! and safety coordinators! and less substance abuse! And clothing! - by working as stunt actors. Jockeys just have a shitty job, so when we ask why marginalised people don’t dominate the field, we have to look at working conditions.

Why don’t more women (who tend to be a bit smaller statistically) go into racing? Some of it is historical sexism, but again, the working conditions. Female jockeys have raced throughout history, and are active today. Men and women compete equally in horse racing without any gender segregation or handicap (or even different clothing) and with no statistical difference in performance. Of course, male and female horses also compete alongside each other, for what it’s worth! equestrian sports are generally refreshingly free of TERF nonsense about Masculinity Being An Advantage (it isn’t, in human or horse.) but again, it isn’t a choice career for people with better options, so to improve diversity/inclusivity the working conditions should be addressed first, not the other way around.

Also note: horse racing is declining in popularity. With its preferred audiences traditionally being "stupidly posh aristocrats who wear alarming fascinators" and "conservative working-class old men who shout at TVs in sports bars," with a side order of "sketchy gambling-addicted weirdos," the sport doesn't really appeal to, for example, Tumblr users. Millennial-and-younger generations basically just ignore the whole industry. Most people can't name a single racing jockey; people could maybe name Secretariat, one of the most famous named animals in history, who had a film about him.

At any rate, Killie comes by his frame honestly - he is just generationally tiny and lanky, from a family of jockeys.

Killie starts his outfit in “jockey” briefs and a very lightweight high-neck top. Remember that the carry weight of his gear comes out of his weight allowance, which also includes his own body and riding equipment, so he’s wearing a lightweight mesh skivvy, even in cold weather.

The terminology of jockey briefs and the Jockey underwear brand come from horse racing. "Jockey" comes from the British/Scottish word "jock," for a young boy; jockey being a diminutive of this. The phrase "jock" as in "sportsman, opposite of nerd" in the USA comes from "jockstrap", which is apparently a completely separate underwear-related sporting etymology.

Men and women wear the same clothes, which are sold to everyone equally; there aren’t “girl versions” for racing gear, just heavy or lightweight gear. Women usually add a sports bra, and men have personal preferences for briefs to keep things contained. However, anecdotally, some women race in 'men’s' underwear - and some male jockeys wear 'women’s' underwear to keep gear weight down - so whatever. Pantyhose can be worn to prevent chafing, add a vague layer of warmth, fight the see-through effect of racing breeches, and are a compromise for socks, which would add unnecessary weight.

If there was a reason to leave off his base layer, Killie could cheat by wearing a neck wrap - basically a high collar with a bib that would make it LOOK like he was wearing something under his silks.

Today, in the UK and Australia, jockeys wear body protectors! These are fairly new to the sport and aren’t even remotely universal in the USA. Body protectors can shield the spine, lungs and heart from falls, kicks, and crush injuries.

Killie has also added his high-waisted racing breeches. These are basically-see-through polyester breeches of unbelievable thinness and lightness. Unlike normal riding breeches/jodhpurs, they don’t offer much at all in the way of comfort/grip/protection.

Pull-ups are a kind of tight compression tube that bridge the breeches/boots gap, preventing chafing and making sure that breeches taper into the boot.

Time for silks!

Silks, or racing colours, are colourful high-necked thin jackets that are buttoned over the body protector and tucked into the breeches. Silks represent the owner of the racehorse, for example the Queen of England or Godolphin Stables. Jockeys don’t own racehorses or own/choose silks.

Killie is a licensed jockey under contract to a stable - a highly desirable position. this means that he has HIS OWN PERSONAL SILKS, which actually fit him on purpose. He also knows the horses he rides. This is a very rare and comfortable post - the gold standard for champion jockeys, and what everyone in the profession is desperately hoping for.

Most everyday jobbing jockeys are paid £100 per ride, plus a cut of the purse if they win (but most jockeys in a race necessarily don’t win.) jobbing jockeys are chosen by racehorse owners like itinerant labourers or puppies from a box. Jockeys compete desperately to be offered the best mounts. The owners’ silks are kept in a changing room and when a jockey is chosen by an owner to ride a particular horse, they are handed the owner’s silks to put on over their base layer. These silks are unisex and one-size-fits-all, so jockeys tuck them into breeches to hide when they’re too large, and small jockeys use hair elastics to roll back and secure the sleeves.

People have a vague idea from heartwarming movies that the racehorse, owner, trainer and jockey are familiar with each other - perhaps they have a beautiful relationship. It’s important to remember the real pecking order here: the owner is usually a billionaire or royalty. The racehorse is usually a valuable, highly-bred animal with a proper dollar value on it, which the billionaire loves as an extension of their own wealth and power and beauty and influence. And the jockey is a sort of disposable starving dog that talks, which you graciously choose from the pack, based on their stats, like someone picking a Mario Kart, and assign to make your horsey win. Sometimes “just before the race” is the first time the jockey even touches the horse they’re about to ride! At any rate, the patterned jacket is chucked at the jockey to button on over their clothes(unless they’re Killie and have their own.) They also stretch a thin flexible matching cover over their helmet.

The design of the silks is ancient in intention; everyone can intuit that it’s resonant with medieval alliances and heraldry and tournaments, and the wearing of colours facilitates your ability pick out “your” mounted knight from a scrum of other screaming horses and bodies. Today they help commentators and the audience to see their horses. All silks must be unique, with colour/design/pattern being registered in databases. You can play with the British Horseracing Authority's silks database to see whether your design of silks would be available!

Killie is wearing his racing boots. They're flexible, made of very leather, with practically no sole, and weigh less than half a pound.

Killie wears racing gloves - these are optional, and often fingerless since jockeys like to feel the reins. He also has goggles. Jockeys usually take multiple pairs, perched on their helmet and pulled down in turn. You can have tinted ones for sun/rain, but they’re most important for keeping mud and stones out of your eyes at 40mph. They’re very lightweight, and when they become too dirty to see through, you pull them down to hang around your neck and then pull down the next pair over your eyes. here's jockey Gary Stevens after a muddy race with several pairs of goggles pulled down.

Killie's got his helmet, so now he's dressed. He needs to add his gear. Again, the jockey's body and their gear are part of the same weight allowance; a lighter jockey can have heavier gear. Here is UK jockey Hollie Doyle showing hers:

Interestingly, the weight of the saddle (plus stirrups, girth, and lead cloth) belongs in the jockey's weight allowance. (The racehorse brings its own bridle and saddlecloth.) Hollie is shown here with multiple saddles - for various riding conditions, weights, etc. Racing saddles only weigh about 1-2 pounds - contrasted with the 20lb of a normal English riding saddle - and are basically a strap that the stirrups hang from, since jockeys mostly stand up to ride.

This concludes "Getting Cillian Dressed, the Awkward Little Sod That He Is." Thank you so much for joining me and prompting this.

Appendix:

I depict Killie as a lightly bruised skeleton wrapped in a thin layer of mental problems, with the temperament of an unloved stray dog. This is not a nice state for a fellow to live in, so if I were to give him a happy ending, I would like Killie to age into a sort of healthy, roguish Franny Norton type (Franny, below, is the older jockey in white base layer. He raced for over 30 years and retired in 2024.) So if Killie were to be developed as a character, he would be poised for having some kind of fictional redemption arc that aligns with the overall improvement of working conditions for jockeys in 2025 and the potential redemption arc of his whole profession. it is possible, and increasingly less rare, for jockeys to be More Normal than Killie - as they very much should be!! the take-home message here should be that the profession has the potential to improve and may even do so. Emphasis on jockey and racehorse welfare would only help.

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Mastering Arithmetic Operators in Python

This article provides a comprehensive exploration of Python's primary arithmetic operators, elucidating their functions and practical applications. From basic addition and subtraction to more complex operations like exponentiation and modulus, each operator is explained with clear examples and detailed explanations. The article goes beyond numeric calculations, demonstrating how these operators can be used with strings and lists to perform concatenations, repetitions, and mergers.

By understanding and mastering these arithmetic operators, readers can effectively manipulate data, perform mathematical operations, and build more intricate algorithms. Whether they are beginners or intermediate Python programmers, this article serves as a valuable reference for honing their programming skills and expanding their understanding of Python's core capabilities.

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PHP Numbers Tutorial with Examples for Beginners

Learn all about PHP Numbers including integers, floats, arithmetic operations, type checks, casting, and formatting with examples and functions. PHP – Numbers: A Complete Guide Numbers are a fundamental part of programming, and PHP is no exception. In PHP, numbers are used for arithmetic operations, comparisons, loops, and much more. PHP supports several types of numeric values including…

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Things That Are and Are Not Changing as a Result of Re-Teaching Myself Basic Math

Things That Are Changing

I am less anxious about basic math.

I have more tools for doing basic arithmetic problems.

I'm better at identifying which will be the fastest or easiest tool for any given problem.

I can more quickly and easily ID when an exact answer is needed or when an estimate will suffice.

I'm marginally better at noticing when an answer can't be correct.

Things That Are Not Changing

I still transpose numbers frequently.

I still transpose operations frequently (adding when I should subtract, dividing when I should multiply, etc.)

I still have initial anxiety when looking at a math problem, before the "oh yeah, I have more tools for addressing this now" kicks in.

I still frequently mix up my right and my left.

My sense of direction is still bad.

I cracked Maths - No Problem! Textbook 4A today, putting me halfway through the series. I'm making this list for future reference, because I suspect the things that aren't changing will continue to not change.

Better math education won't change the fact that I have dyscalculia. I didn't expect it to, but I also didn't know what it would or wouldn't change. When I started this, I didn't know where my dyscalculia ended and my poor math education or math anxiety began.

Still, if we can fix "poor math education" and "math anxiety," I'll be much further ahead than when I started - and more willing to live with the dyscalculia.

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Not sure how old Gidel is but how about we get to see him and Cheka meeting? and then big bros Leona and Fellow can watch their kids play with each other haha

So tell me, do you wanna go?

Fellow liked to think of himself as decent at arithmetic. Numbers made sense, had clear-cut definitions to them. They could be manipulated in predictable ways. Added, subtracted, divided.

He also knew that children don't just magically multiply--which was why he did a hard double take when he glanced back and found two figures trotting after him, not one.

"... Who the hell's this?" Fellow demanded, thrusting his fox-tipped cane at the second boy. "You seen this guy before, Giddie?"

Gidel furiously shook his head.

The new child, a lion cub with a fiery orange mane, stared up at Fellow with wide caramel eyes. “Hiya! Have you seen my ojitan? I'm lookin' for him."

"Your ojitan?" Fellow blinked. He combed through the NRC staff in his head. Not a single lion beastman came to mind. Shoot, looks like I can't hold him for a handsome ransom. "Nope, can't say I have. You might be lookin' in the wrong place, kiddo. Try Foothill Town."

"I don't have enough money for the bus fare. I used what I had to take the bus here,” the bot explained. “Plus, Kifaji might still be waiting for me back in town.”

Kifaji? Must be the brat’s babysitter.

"Well, sorry. Afraid I can't help ya. C'mon, Giddie. Let's get going." Fellow turned and took a few paces. The familiar clumsy footsteps of his little brother didn't follow.

He stopped and glanced back, finding Gidel pawing at the pendant looped around the lion cub's neck. It was beaded with vibrant colors, with a large circular silver medallion and a cerulean feather hanging off of it.

"Oh! You like my necklace?"

Gidel nodded.

"Hehe. Kifaji says it's my special charm. It helps me find my way home when I'm lost." A pause. "Do you wanna try it on since you don't have one?"

Gidel's eyes widened. He reached for his top hat and offered it to the cub. A fair trade, he seemed to suggest.

"Oi, Gidel!" Fellow hissed. "Now's not the time for fun and games!"

His protests went unnoticed, however. The lion cub plopped the top hat on red mane, and Gidel slipped the feathered pendant over his head.

"Ahahah! You look so good in that!"

Gidel shyly waved a hand at the other child. You too.

"Your name's Gidel?" The lion cub gave a huge grin. "I'm Cheka. Let's be friends!"

Shock slipped over his facial features. Friends? Gidel hadn't thought it possible. He moved around too much, could never plant his feet in the ground.

Something in his chest fluttered with excitement. Friends, for real? Could he really have them?

“Oh no, ya don’t!”

Suddenly, Cheka was yanked back by the scruff of his shirt. Gidel, too, fell backward, pulled by Fellow by the sleeve. He had half a mind to scold Gidel for talking to strangers--but his mouth went dry when he met the gaze of another beast.

Green, proud.

"Y-You're...!!"

"Ojitan!!" Cheka squealed in delight.

"Don't 'ojitan' me!" Leona scowled, keeping his grip on the child firm. "You keep runnin' off from your guards like that, and ol' Kifaji will blow a blood vessel. He wouldn't stop spam calling me until I nabbed you for him. You're going back to the old coot ASAP."

"Noooo, I wanted to play with you and my new friend!" Cheka protested, flailing his limbs.

"Not on my watch, you aren't. Kiss your ‘new friend’ good-bye.” Leona glared at the top hat Cheka wore. “And trade that back.”

“Hold on a sec!!” Fellow cried out. “Did you just say this kid has bodyguards?!”

Bodyguards… and related to this pompous NRC student… That means he’s loaded!! Well, at least his parents are. Operation Handsome Ransom is still possible!!

“Heeey, Cheka-kun! How would you like to come over for a playdate with Giddie?” Fellow asked sweetly, honey dripping from his voice as he wrung his hands together. (Gidel looked confused until Fellow elbowed him, forcing the boy to give a vigorous nod.)

Leona narrowed his eyes at the conman. "Nice try, omnivore. That trick won't work on me. Find some other sucker. Cheka, we're leaving."

"Ojitaaan, lemme down! I don’t wanna leave yet!”

"No."

"C-Come back, Cheka-kun! This Uncle Fellow Honest-sama has a neat magic trick to show you!"

“Go away!”

"...!!"

"By the Sevens..." Leona groaned. He could feel a migraine coming on. "Let it go already!!"

[codemerything]

A structured way to learn JavaScript.

I came across a post on Twitter that I thought would be helpful to share with those who are struggling to find a structured way to learn Javascript on their own. Personally, I wish I had access to this information when I first started learning in January. However, I am grateful for my learning journey so far, as I have covered most topics, albeit in a less structured manner.

N/B: Not everyone learns in the same way; it's important to find what works for you. This is a guide, not a rulebook.

EASY

What is JavaScript and its role in web development?

Brief history and evolution of JavaScript.

Basic syntax and structure of JavaScript code.

Understanding variables, constants, and their declaration.

Data types: numbers, strings, boolean, and null/undefined.

Arithmetic, assignment, comparison, and logical operators.

Combining operators to create expressions.

Conditional statements (if, else if, else) for decision making.

Loops (for, while) for repetitive tasks. - Switch statements for multiple conditional cases.

MEDIUM

Defining functions, including parameters and return values.

Function scope, closures, and their practical applications.

Creating and manipulating arrays.

Working with objects, properties, and methods.

Iterating through arrays and objects.Understanding the Document Object Model (DOM).

Selecting and modifying HTML elements with JavaScript.Handling events (click, submit, etc.) with event listeners.

Using try-catch blocks to handle exceptions.

Common error types and debugging techniques.

HARD

Callback functions and their limitations.

Dealing with asynchronous operations, such as AJAX requests.

Promises for handling asynchronous operations.

Async/await for cleaner asynchronous code.

Arrow functions for concise function syntax.

Template literals for flexible string interpolation.

Destructuring for unpacking values from arrays and objects.

Spread/rest operators.

Design Patterns.

Writing unit tests with testing frameworks.

Code optimization techniques.

That's it I guess!

[fipindustries]

Im playing a game called turing complete. Its a puzzle game where you solve simple puzzles based on logic gates. The joke is that the puzzles get more and more complex and then you realize that what youre doing is building a computer from scratch.

Now this is a long held dream of mine and im glad its been finally realized.

This is all of course comp sci basics. I remember studying this in processor architecture class. But its really nice to review it over again in a frankly much more didactic and better organized way, with plenty of practisce to make sure the lessons stick. Now i truly understand morgans rule. Now i truly groked how a simple adder works. Now i get how you turn decimal into binary with logic gates (its stupidly complicated).

Now the thing im really curious about is checking out if we are going to cover a couple of really fundamental conceptual leaps that i didnt fully grasp when i was studying this in 2013. Chiefly how do you make the jump from arithmetic and logical operations with binary numbers into assembly code, and later how the hell do you jump from assembly code to making an operating system. Thats what i hope ill learn in this game