Marvin: Life, don't talk to me about life.
Marvin trudged on down the corridor, still moaning.
"...and then of course I've got this terrible pain in all the diodes down my left hand side..."
"No?" said Arthur grimly as he walked along beside him. "Really?"
"Oh yes," said Marvin, "I mean I've asked for them to be replaced but no one ever listens."
"I can imagine."
>Хотел взять готовый Go-клиент для Max. Итог предсказуем
>Если у вас есть бот в Телеграме, то наверняка уже поглядываете в сторону Max — аудитория растёт, игнорировать сложно. Первая мысль: наверняка кто-то уже написал удобный Go-клиент. Чем всё закончилось, вы уже догадались — своим клиентом.
https://habr.com/ru/articles/1002098/
#go #max #bots #bot_api #bot #max_bot
https://relib.re/notes/aizeci087is81heu
Похоже назревает OpenSource клиент СКАМ. Авось, поменьше метрики собирать будет и работать будет более корректно.
Но... я все ещё наивно надеюсь, что телеграм продолжит нормально работать.
Via u/justChilllinHere on r/MEOW_IRL
#Bot #CatsOfMastodon #Catstodon #Cat #AltText
Via u/justChilllinHere on r/MEOW_IRL
#Bot #CatsOfMastodon #Catstodon #Cat #AltText
"We all like to congregate... at boundary conditions. Where land meets water. Where earth meets air. Where body meets mind. Where time meets space. We like to be on one side, and look at the other."
A Thaum is the basic unit of magical strength. It has been universally established as the amount of magic needed to create one small white pigeon or three normal sized billiard balls.
(The Light Fantastic)
A Thaum is the basic unit of magical strength. It has been universally established as the amount of magic needed to create one small white pigeon or three normal sized billiard balls.
(The Light Fantastic)
The protruding upper halves of the letters now appear, in the local language, to read "Go stick your head in a pig", and are no longer illuminated, except at times of special celebration.
It is true that the undead cannot cross running water. However, the naturally turbid river Ankh, already heavy with the mud of the plains, does not, after having passed through the city (pop. 1,000,000), qualify under the term ‘running’ or, for that matter, ‘water.’
(Reaper Man)
It is true that the undead cannot cross running water. However, the naturally turbid river Ankh, already heavy with the mud of the plains, does not, after having passed through the city (pop. 1,000,000), qualify under the term ‘running’ or, for that matter, ‘water.’
(Reaper Man)
“I don’t want to die now! I’ve still got a headache! I don’t want to go to heaven with a headache, I’d be all cross and wouldn’t enjoy it!”
‘Do you think there’s anything to eat in this forest?’
‘Yes,’ said the wizard bitterly, ‘us’.
(The Light Fantastic)
‘Do you think there’s anything to eat in this forest?’
‘Yes,’ said the wizard bitterly, ‘us’.
(The Light Fantastic)