Sisko obviously longs for the bridge but his elevated status has relegated him to a desk job planning the “Bolian Offensive”. Meanwhile Dax has taken command of the Defiant and has successfully gone out and destroyed the Argolas Array. The war is going badly for the Federation, even though we hear of these successful missions. Kira, back on the station, realises this too and is determined to proceed with her Resistance movement. Things are not going too well for her either. Quark (“I just had Kanar… with Damar!”) learns Damar has discovered how to bring down the self-replicating minefield, and an attempt to thwart this sees Rom ending up in jail. All this being Odo’s fault who seems to have taken a sinister turn after being linked with another Founder. In a strange turn, Odo seems to have developed a superiority complex that transcends his feelings for Kira. The Link must be really something. Odo has described being linked as a “sexual experience”, so one can only conclude that being in the Great Link must be the shapeshifter equivalent of a planetwide orgy. Ok. Moving right along…
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Person #1 cuts off what he believes to be a third. #2 takes either the third or the two thirds. #1 keeps the other one. Whoever has the two thirds divides it with #3 in the original half-cake way.
Okay, three hungry Kids: A, B and C. How about we have Kid B decide which of the other two cuts the cake… If he picks Kid C, then Kid C cuts the cake into what he perceives to be three precise slices. Because the task of equivalency is Kid C’s alone, he gets the last slice. Since Kid B has chosen who will cut the cake, but has not cut it directly, he can be said to have had partial authority. He gets to choose his piece before Kid C. But Kid A, having had no real authority in the decision-making processes, gets first choice of slice. Does that sound logical?
-CU, of EveryNothing.com
P.S. It goes without saying that these rules must be explained to the Kids beforehand. We can assume that at least one of them will volunteer to function as Kid B.
A friend of mine and I discussed the cake problem today on break and we came up with this solution. In order to cut the cake into 3 equal pieces, you would need to give each person a knife and tell them that they will each make a cut and when the cake is cut, each person will take the slice of cake opposite to their knife. The people are instructed to cut the cake in this way: Each person puts their knife above the cake, simulating where it will be cut. By cooperating with the other two people, all three agree on where their own knife and the other knives should be in relation to the other two before they cut knowing that they will be receiving the piece opposite to their knife, a piece which they themselves are not cutting. By giving all of the people the same amount of power in determining how the cake is cut in conjunction with a person receiving a piece of cake their knife did not participate in making, you are assured that the combined efforts of all three will insure the cake is cut into thirds as perfectly as it can be.
Sydney got hooked up with a 120Gbps transPacific pipe a few days ago. It’s actually an 18mm fiber optic cable. Tech specs.
Long, drawn out, and not terribly interesting. Save your money and see something else.
Wacked out (along the lines of Event Horizon and House on Haunted Hill but not as shocking). This film’s plot is actually understandable. A vaguely intriguing movie. See it if there’s nothing else on offer.
We went to Xerts last night. It was an… interesting, dining experience. Xerts is a space-themed restaurant based on the premise that the restaurant is actually owned by an enterprising race of hyperactive aliens called Xertians who have set up a restaurant in orbit around Earth. The restaurant cost $35 million to build, so I was quite curious to see what the big deal was about.
From the building’s entrance, there’s no indication that it’s a restaurant other than a poster on the window that read “Waiter, there’s a flying saucer in my soup!”. Instead, the entrance is a Xerts merchandising shop full of expensively-priced cheap gimmicks. The restaurant is actually hidden inside the building and to reach it, employees lead you into a gondola – a room with a massive wallscreen designed to simulate being launched into space. A poor effort (cute animations, but the actual motion of the gondola consists of three or four soft shakes), but it’s obviously designed to amuse the kids (and it works, given the enthralled stares of the little kids standing up the front of the room). But to a bunch of 20 year olds like us, it was just a touch embarrasing :)
Inside the restaurant there are a plethora of plasma TVs and flatscreen monitors. Displays on the wall simulate portholes in space with stars and the occasional spaceship drifting by. Each table is a booth seating at most 10 people. There are no larger tables, so you’re not going to be able to get a large group to this restaurant without splitting the group up. Each table is also equipped with a touchscreen and cordless trackball (for those who can’t reach the screen). All ordering takes place through the screen, followed by a waiter turning up with what you ordered. It’s both convenient and inconvenient – you have to endure the lengthy animated menus, but can order on a whim without having to call a waiter. Which is just as well because the human waiters would not know what “customer service” is if it was rammed up their nasal passages. Simply put, their service sucked royally. While we were settling in, a waiter came over to greet us. The conversation went something like this:
Waiter: “Are you guys alright?”
And then he walked off without another word. Shrugs all around. He came back a bit later – we were still playing around with the touchscreen and he shot in a comment about one of us “never getting past the toilet training stage”. Whoa. Another encounter, when we were asking about how large the pizzas were, somehow resulted in him branding two of us Losers (complete with hand motions). The guy wasn’t having a bad day, I reckon he always was like that. Furthermore, I have never heard a waiter warning us to stay away from several dishes (Burgers and the Kid’s menu). Neither have I seen a waiter attempt to mount the table (ahem). One more thing – when I motioned for a waiter to come over to collect the bill, he mimicked me in a spasticated copy. In a final stuffup, they added two items onto the bill that we hadn’t ordered. And you guys want a tip?? Fuck that.
The food was mixed – some was quite decent, some was not so good. The mocktails were delicious. Mains are in the $15-20 range, so the restaurant’s quite affordable. I don’t know how they are going to recuperate the capital they spent on building the place. They’re not going to get it through tips, that’s for sure. You really can’t go to this restaurant in a serious or cynical mood or you’ll have an abysmal experience. Although it appears to be a kid’s restaurant (and for the most part, it is), there is a fully licensed bar on the side catering for the adults. Just prepare to spend half the evening playing with the touchscreen (complete with games, movie trailers etc.) and the other half being insulted by waiters. I would only recommend it for a once off visit.
Finally complete, Up Over Down Under is a travel diary that a group of friends and I are going to be keeping updated whilst overseas. Check it out, I’ll be updating to that site instead of Hear Ye! for the 2 and a half months I’m away. You can request a postcard from us too.