#Monte Carlo Simulation

[swallowtanager]

The monte carlo "Minecraft Fishing for Mending Books" simulation has eaten my CPU, homework, and braincells. Send help.

[raffaellopalandri]

Advanced Methodologies for Algorithmic Bias Detection and Correction

I continue today the description of Algorithmic Bias detection. Photo by Google DeepMind on Pexels.com The pursuit of fairness in algorithmic systems necessitates a deep dive into the mathematical and statistical intricacies of bias. This post will provide just a small glimpse of some of the techniques everyone can use, drawing on concepts from statistical inference, optimization theory, and…

[ontonix]

Design for Resilience - A Different Look at Computer-Aided Engineering

The complexity of modern products is increasing rapidly. But high complexity is a prelude to vulnerability. It is a fact that excessive complexity leads to inherently fragile situations. Humans perceive this intuitively and try to stay away from highly complex situations. But can complexity be taken into account in the design of products? The answer is affirmative. Recently developed technology,…

[bonelesssboiz]

being the smartest person in the world is a difficult burden but I’m willing to carry it say you’re welcome

[kathlare]

uninvited visit

Lando Norris x Amelie Dayman

Summary: Max Verstappen pays a surprise visit to Lando Norris during the winter break.

Wordcount: 2.2 k

Warnings: none

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December 17th, 2023 - Monte Carlo, Monaco

Max Verstappen had just finished a long day of training. With the winter break upon them and the car development on hold for a while, he figured it was the perfect time to visit Lando. He hadn’t seen him in weeks, and despite their rivalry on the track, they always found a way to hang out and catch up when they weren’t fighting for positions. Max had just arrived at Lando’s apartment building in Monaco, and as usual, the place was as pristine as ever—Lando had that Monaco-luxury vibe down to an art.

Max pressed the buzzer for Lando’s apartment, his finger hovering slightly over the button as he adjusted the bag of snacks he was carrying. His mind was already racing, thinking about the absurdity of their friendship considering how much they fought on the track. The silence in the hallway was odd, given how loud and competitive their lives usually were. He was used to loud noises and adrenaline, not this strange calm.

When the door finally clicked open, Max found himself face-to-face with Lando, who stood in the doorway looking slightly disheveled, but with a grin on his face.

—Mate, what are you doing here? I wasn’t expecting you.— Lando joked, letting Max into the apartment. Max grinned and shrugged.

—You know how it is. Figured I'd take advantage of the break. Besides, it’s been weeks since we hung out. I missed getting the shit kicked out of you in your racing simulator.— Max glanced around as he stepped inside, noticing the apartment was decorated unusually for Lando. It looked like someone had turned the place into a cozy little Christmas wonderland. There were Christmas lights strung across the living room, a massive tree in the corner, and even some stockings hanging on the mantle.

Lando cleared his throat when he saw Max eyeing the decorations.

—Yeah, I know, it’s a bit much. But... I don't know, thought I’d do something different this year, you know? Get in the holiday spirit or whatever.— Lando shrugged again, as if to downplay it, but Max couldn't miss the subtle fondness in his eyes as he looked at the Christmas tree. He had never pegged Lando for the sentimental type, but here he was—his apartment looking like something out of a Hallmark Christmas movie.

Max raised an eyebrow, glancing at Lando with a smirk. —Didn't think you were the type to go all-out with the Christmas decorations. Are you trying to impress someone?—

Lando’s cheeks flushed slightly, and he scratched the back of his head. —I mean, it’s... it’s not like that. Just felt like doing something different this year. Don’t judge, okay?—

Max chuckled, tossing his bag of snacks onto the couch as he made himself comfortable. —Oh, I’m not judging. Just didn't think I'd walk into your place and feel like I stepped into a Christmas commercial. What gives?—

Before Lando could respond, the faint sound of footsteps reached their ears from deeper inside the apartment. Max glanced toward the hallway, half-expecting someone to appear—Lando’s personal assistant, or maybe even a maid, but what he didn’t expect was the figure that appeared in the doorway leading to the bedroom.

Max froze for a split second when he saw who it was.

It was Amelie.

She stepped out of Lando's bedroom, still rubbing her eyes like she had just woken up, and—Max's heart nearly stopped. She was wearing nothing but one of Lando's oversized t-shirts, the hem falling just above her knees. The t-shirt, a soft shade of blue, looked like it was from Lando's collection, and it hung loosely on her frame, making it even more obvious that she had just rolled out of bed. Her hair was tousled, and she hadn't bothered to hide the surprise on her face when she saw Max standing there, looking at her with wide eyes.

—Fuck.— Her voice was hushed, barely a whisper, but Max could hear the shock, the disbelief in her tone as her eyes darted between him and Lando.

Max blinked, still processing what he was seeing. His eyes snapped back to Amelie, her expression now a mixture of confusion and guilt. He had always known there was something... between her and Lando—hell, he had caught them more times than he could count in the past. But this? This was different. This was... a new level.

Max’s mind was racing. So they were back together? He wasn’t sure what was happening, but the way Lando looked at her, the casual familiarity of her presence in his apartment, it clicked. Everything clicked.

He let out a deep sigh, running a hand through his hair.

—Great... here we go again.— Max muttered, glancing at Lando, then back at Amelie. He wasn’t sure whether to laugh or throw his hands up in frustration. This was the last thing he expected to stumble into today.

Amelie, still standing there in the doorway, clearly uncomfortable with the situation, crossed her arms over her chest. —Max, this... this isn’t what it looks like.—

Max raised an eyebrow, then looked at Lando, who was visibly trying to hold back a laugh, his lips quivering like he wanted to burst out in some form of apology or explanation, but didn’t know where to start.

—Really? Because it looks exactly like what it is. You two are back together, aren't you?— Max said, his voice laced with the frustration he’d been holding in for months. After all, the last time this happened, in 2021, he'd been in the middle of helping Lando and Amelie sneak around the paddock—something that nearly drove him mad.

Lando scratched his neck nervously, shifting his gaze between Max and Amelie, but didn’t say a word. Amelie exhaled loudly, stepping forward into the room, her bare feet padding softly on the floor.

—Alright, look, Max, I can explain.— Lando began, but Max cut him off, holding up a hand to stop him.

—No need for an explanation, mate. I get it. I’m not an idiot. You two are back together, but why the hell do I always have to be the one keeping your secrets?— Max let out an exasperated breath, running a hand through his hair. —I mean, come on, Checo is going to flip when he finds out. You’ve already put me in that position once, remember? And now this? Really?—

He pointed to Amelie and Lando, still trying to process the scene. He could see the familiar tension between them, the way they moved around each other with ease, as if they had never been apart. It was clear to him now—there was no hiding it.

Lando, unable to meet Max’s gaze for a moment, finally cleared his throat, looking from Amelie to Max as if weighing his next words. He threw his hands up in defeat, then let out a quiet laugh, shaking his head.

—Look, mate, I know this isn’t ideal. But I promise, it’s not like the last time. We’re serious about this, alright? There’s no games, no messing around. We just need a bit of time before we tell everyone else. It’s... well, it's complicated, okay?— Lando explained, his tone unusually serious for someone who usually deflected with jokes.

Max glanced at Amelie, still trying to come to terms with the situation. Her eyes softened at Lando's words, but Max noticed the way she shifted uncomfortably, clearly feeling the weight of the moment. She sighed, running a hand through her messy hair, before locking eyes with Max.

—I know you probably think we're idiots for doing this, but...— Amelie started, her voice soft but laced with that familiar spark of defiance. She was always good at hiding her feelings behind a layer of wit and sarcasm, but Max could tell she was trying to be sincere. —But we're doing it this way because we need to figure it out before everything gets messy. It’s not just about us, Max. It's... complicated. But you know that, right?—

Max looked between them, the weight of her words settling in his chest. He had always known Lando and Amelie had a unique bond, one that had started long before any of them had gotten into serious relationships. But seeing them together now, after everything that had happened—after the break-up in 2021, after the awkward distance that followed—there was something different in the air. It wasn’t just the playful flirtation they shared. It was something more real this time.

Max couldn't help the small sigh that escaped him. —I get it. But don’t expect me to keep covering for you guys forever. I’ve already done it once before, and I’m not sure how much more of this secret-keeping I can handle. Checo is going to have my head when he finds out. Not to mention, this is the second time I’ve had to walk in on you two being... well, you two. You know what I mean?— Max chuckled, shaking his head.

Lando let out a light laugh, running a hand over his face. —Yeah, well, I get it. We’re not asking you to do it forever, Max. Just... until we’re ready to tell the others, okay? It’s not ideal, but we’ve been through enough crap in the past to know we need to take it slow. We just need some time.— Lando’s voice had softened, but there was still a trace of the playful banter they always had between them.

Amelie, still standing across the room, crossed her arms, glancing at Lando before looking back at Max. —You’re not mad at me, right? I mean... you always think we’re crazy. And, okay, maybe we are, but... we’re not trying to make things difficult for you. But you’ve got to understand that we’ve got to do this at our own pace, alright?—

Max looked at her, his expression softening. He couldn't stay angry at them for long. Despite all the chaos, they were his friends, and he knew they'd eventually figure it out. They always did, in their own twisted way.

—Fine, fine, I get it. But I swear to god, if Checo finds out from anyone other than you two, I’m going to lose it.— Max threw his hands up, walking over to the couch where his bag of snacks sat. He threw a few chips into his mouth, the salty taste grounding him as he tried to process everything.

Max glanced at Lando and Amelie as he sat back, still processing the situation. Despite his frustration, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of relief. It wasn’t like they hadn’t been through this before, but something was different now. There was a level of seriousness in their eyes, something that had been lacking when they’d been sneaking around in 2020. Maybe they’d figured things out this time.

He took a deep breath and tossed a chip into the air, catching it in his mouth as he looked at them, trying to hold back his grin.

—Alright, alright, you win. I’ll cover for you guys, but I swear, if Checo even sniffs the hint of this...— Max said, shaking his head as he looked between them, eyes narrowing playfully.

Amelie let out a sigh of relief and offered him a small, sheepish smile. —Thanks, Max. You’re a real life-saver.— She stepped closer, her bare feet softly padding against the polished floor, and before Max could register it, she playfully shoved him. —But seriously, next time, maybe knock first, yeah? Who the hell shows up uninvited to someone's place?—

Max laughed, raising his hands in mock surrender. —Hey, I didn’t know I’d be walking in on that. Should’ve sent a warning, I guess. My bad. You two are lucky I didn’t throw the snacks at you, that would've been a disaster.—

As Max leaned back on the couch, shaking his head at the absurdity of the situation, he heard movement behind him. He glanced back just in time to see Lando step closer to Amelie, his usual mischievous grin softening as his gaze met hers.

Lando placed a hand gently on Amelie’s waist, pulling her closer. —You’re lucky Max is in a good mood today, Ames.— His voice was teasing, but there was a tenderness in it that didn’t go unnoticed by Max.

Amelie tilted her head, her lips curling into a small, knowing smirk. —Oh, I know. We’re very lucky to have Saint Max here to save us yet again.— She glanced at Max with a playful gleam in her eye before turning her full attention back to Lando.

Max groaned dramatically, throwing a hand over his face as Lando leaned down to press a soft kiss to Amelie’s lips. —Oh, for fuck’s sake, do you have to do that right in front of me? I just agreed to cover for you two, and this is how you repay me?—

Lando broke the kiss, laughing as he leaned his forehead against Amelie’s. —What, jealous? Want a kiss too, Max?—

Amelie let out a soft laugh, resting her hands on Lando’s chest. —I think he might actually run for the door if you try that, Lan.—

Max threw a pillow at Lando, who ducked just in time. —You two are disgusting, honestly. I don’t know how I put up with this in 2020, and now it’s even worse. You’re all... serious and shit. It’s unbearable.—

Amelie grinned, her cheeks slightly pink as she leaned into Lando’s side. —Aww, come on, Maxie. Don’t pretend you’re not happy for us.—

Max rolled his eyes but couldn’t hide the small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. —Yeah, yeah, I’m happy for you. But if you two start making out again, I’m walking out that door, no questions asked.—

Amelie laughed, giving Lando a quick peck on the cheek before stepping away. —Fine, fine. We’ll behave... for now.—

—You’re both impossible,— Max groaned, tossing another pillow at Lando, who once again dodged it. —Now stop talking and put on some damn video games. If I’m going to deal with this nonsense, I might as well have some fun while I’m here.—

Lando grinned, grabbing a controller and firing up the console. Amelie grabbed a blanket and curled up on the couch beside Max, who gave her a side-eye but didn’t protest.

As the familiar sound of the game’s opening screen filled the room, Max found himself oddly content. Sure, this wasn’t how he thought his day would go, but there was something comforting about being with them like this. Even if they drove him crazy, it was good to know that some things never really changed.

Lando handed Max a controller and smirked. —Alright, Verstappen, let’s see if you’ve still got it. Don’t think I’ve forgotten the last time I kicked your ass at this game.—

Max rolled his eyes, gripping the controller tightly. —Keep dreaming, Norris. This time, you’re going down.—

Amelie laughed, settling deeper into the couch as she watched the two of them bicker. —This is going to be fun.—

And for the first time in weeks, Max felt like maybe, just maybe, things were exactly where they were supposed to be. Even if he was stuck in the middle of Lando and Amelie’s chaos yet again, at least it felt like home.

[maklodes]

[Trump voice] You know, if Kamala Harris takes over America, if you have a job on a computing cluster, they're going to start making Americans use fewer processors, less memory, less time. It's terrible. These people are total wackjobs, you know? They say "just request as many nodes and as much walltime as you need!" Well folks, if you're doing a Monte Carlo simulation or a genetic algorithm, there's no way you can know exactly how much time it's going to take. I can tell you one thing: when I'm president, you're not going to be getting any emails from the SLURM system nagging you "Oh, you used less than half of the allotted walltime, please consider reducing walltime in the future." It's going to be so beautiful. [/Trump voice]

[academicfever]

17/100 days of productivity!

And its the weekend... I am already feeling the Christmas vibes y'all...Planning to see the big tree they set up sometimes this week with one of my friends... I am so grateful for everything this year... Let's all stay healthy and warm...

Log: 21st Dec24

##study-goals:

LCA assessment 5 Ps+ notes

Monte Carlo Simulation

CEEMDAN Matlab

Textbook Nick Enge. _chp. energy storage

Read non-academic book for 30 mins

##Self-care goals:

Took an everything shower

Got a haircut

Did laundry and changed sheets

Had a proper breakfast for once

Made waffles + took meds

Mental health check+ journal

Called home

Created a meal plan for coming 15 days+ grocery list

went on a walk in the afternoon

Followed Digital declutter rules

[maeamian]

I used to work in semiconductor lasers, on the theory side of it I was part of the team modeling potential photonics designs, and of course if you're at all familiar with semiconducting, you know that only happens at low temperatures in materials that we know of so far. Those bad boys ate through liquid helium like a monster because the main thing they gave off other than photons was phonons and those will absolutely obliterate the coldness necessary to semiconduct, and like once a quarter they let us theory boys out of the cage to go see stuff like that

I've finally found my people: folks who are deeply passionate about the waste of liquid helium. Sorry all you beloved mutuals who aren't into liquid helium you're dead to me now, get interested in cryogenics and we'll talk again.

[valyrfia]

just realised, ferrari probably calculated championship odds in 2022 too. charles probably knows how closely he lost it. now all i can think of is ferrari strategists running insane monte-carlo simulations just grasping at the straws.

mattia binotto will never see sucess in f1 i can see it

Bold of you to assume a Ferrari strategist even knows what a Monte Carlo simulation is at this point….they seem like the type of team to come up with some great championship predictor equation and calling it a day rather than doing a numerical analysis….

[umseb]

f1 track simulator sebastian vettel at monte carlo - may 11, 2010

[ontonix]

Computer-Aided Design and which Design is Best.

As products become more complex they become more fragile. It is necessary to focus on product robustness by making products less complex. This may be accomplished by using OntoNet™, our QCM Engine. OntoNet™ allows users to: Measure the robustness of a design/component Measure the complexity of a design/component Identify the drivers of design robustness and complexity Perform…

[swallowtanager]

hey, so, uh, I made a monte carlo simulation to calculate Grian's supposed likelihood of fishing mending and all that...

Edit: Alright, it's settled, then! Check back in an undetermined time for the final video. (It's midterms, pls cut me some slack,,)

[phaeton-flier]

OK boss, it took all night but I ran a few thousand excel-based binomial tree Monte Carlo Simulation for an option on RUNE. Not sure why you were so excited about it for

[chussyracing]

messy google doc with mathematical prediction models for this years wdc:

there are all races with all results (finishing position, points in the race, cummulative points in the championship, changing position in the wdc standings)

numbers i used for prediction models

linear regression model

exponential smoothing model

weighted moving average model

monte carlos simplified simulation model

graphs for charles, lando and max and their points comparison (kinda gave up half way there)

The access is just as a comentator, but you are welcome to copy the data to your sheets and perform any stats you would like. You can create more graphs and predictions to your liking.

let me know if you would like... simplified results of each prediction (as i said, the sheet is very messy). please take into account i am just human and can make mistakes!

[stardust-in-a-bubble]

I've been listening to Alice of the Upper Class and i need to VOMIT about it RIGHT NOW.

Long story short. I'm an immigrant from India trying to pursue my dream career. Currently at university. I've moved countries quite a bit. The endless moving around the constant gaining people losing people and having to start over again and again and the stress of work has clearly taken a toll on me and driven me INSANE.

I freaking love Alice of the upper class so freaking much. I'm feeling the absolute disaster of "I wanted all this" - I wanted this high life of going to parties, singing my lungs out at karaoke, late night dancing till I can't stand, waiting desperately for the last bus and hoping that it shows up, nearly getting lost on a trip to a nearby City, I know that feeling of oh my god I are we gonna have to spend the night here because we stayed too late?!

All the while I'm up late cause I can't get my stupid monte carlo simulation to work, staying extra hours in the lab, racing to get as many math problems done, having a mental breakdown over test scores, cancelling plans to meet the few friends I'm able to keep because I'm an outsider and I'm crazy. All the fun parts feel like stolen moments between all the stress.

All of this because I had a taste of the silver spoon when I first left my country at age 12 and now I can't go back. I feel like Eliza Doolittle - I must become the Duchess. It's exhausting and I could wonder "what if it all never happened" I wanna go back but I don't want to because I'm a freak and I'm a psycho and there are parts of this mess that feel amazing.

I am an imposter. I don't belong here and I'm hanging out with all the other out casts (how bout you) because I'm different. The song just takes up this whole new meaning for me.

(Also, the whole - smart ass, white trash bitches in the first class; Well, that's American dreamin' in a nutshell becomes really funny cause there are a lot of white American immigrant students where I study. And because I study here to pursue my dream, I feel like I bought into part of the American Dream)

This song has captured a huge chunk of what I am. It's a genuine masterpiece. It's not just relatable, it's literally who I am.

I don't know what it's like to be chronically ill and I hope I never know but by God I hope Halsey gets many years of good health. I need people like her.

[kingme1002]

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