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Shoot me again, I ain’t dead yet.

Have you ever wondered what it would feel like to get shot? I have to admit, I have. I can’t say I’ve spent a lot of time pondering the idea, but I have had, on more than one occasion, a random thought that went something like this: “I wonder how much it would really hurt to get shot.” Of course it would probably all depends on the calibre of the bullet, the location of the wound(s), and whether or not you even survived, and if you did, if you had lasting damage to any part of your body afterwards.

Of course, not being completely insane, I never actually tried to find out what it might feel like. I mean, hey, if I really wanted to know, I could always just join the Marines and get shipped off to some third world country, or hang out in Detroit after dark or something like that. But I just don’t want to know that badly, you know?

Such is not the case with a certain New York man, whose name is apparently being withheld to protect the stupid. Said man apparently pestered his friend Shawn Mossow (whose name is not being withheld, apparently to shame the even stupider) until Shawn finally relented and shot him in the leg.

No shit! For reals. He shot his buddy in the leg with a .22 rifle after his friend’s “repeated requests” finally wore him down. No mention if copious amounts of beer were involved, but I’m going to guess the answer is “Duh.”

Posted in In The News.


The great bed giveaway of 2012

I’m moving in a week, so I decided to get rid of some stuff I don’t want/need any more. One of those things was a twin bed that has been sitting in my second bedroom not being slept in for awhile now. Its main purpose was to provide a place for my mother-in-law to sleep when she came to visit. Since I no longer have a mother-in-law, I figured it was superfluous and decided to get rid of it.

I wanted it to go fast, so I decided to list it on Freecycle. You know Freecycle, it’s that website/email group that lets people get rid of stuff they don’t want, the only catch being you have to be willing to part with it for free. Well, no trouble, I didn’t care about getting money for it, I just wanted it gone. So up it went on the list.

I got about six responses within a few hours. Hey, not bad, I thought. I’ll get rid of this thing in no time. I picked one of the responses and emailed the person, offering the bed. The lady promptly emailed me back and said she sure did want it, and we arranged a pick-up time. I was going to leave the bed outside my apartment and she was going to come by and pick it up.

Well, of course, it didn’t happen. To her credit, she did email me like a minute before I was supposed to leave and say to not leave the bed outside. But there was no explanation as to why, or when she’d like to reschedule. I emailed back, and got no response.

LATE that night, I got another email, saying “I can come by tomorrow early, before 8 am. Is that OK?” Well, I was at a casino playing poker, and had intended to stay there most of the night, so normally I’d say no to early morning appointments. But I want to get rid of this bed, so I email back that yes, tomorrow morning is fine.

Tomorrow morning comes, no bed lady. I’d stayed up all night and actually come home a bit earlier than planned in order to be there by 8 am.  It was 9 am before she finally contacted me to let me know she wasn’t coming, and that she didn’t want the bed anymore.

Super! Thanks a bunch.

So I go back to my email, and select someone else from the list. I fire off an email saying the bed is still available, and get a response back fairly quickly expressing enthusiastic desire for my stupid bed. OK, cool, let’s do this then! She says she can come around between 6:30 and 7:30. That’s cool, I’ll be here.

You know what happened. She didn’t show.

It wasn’t until the following day that I got an email from her, saying she’d be over around 7. I still don’t know if she just completely blew me off the previous day and then randomly rescheduled and expected me to be there (I was, thankfully, and she DID show finally, and I got rid of the bed) or if somehow we had miscommunicated and she’d never meant to come over the day before. I reread the email several times, though, and I’m pretty sure I just got blown off.

What’s with that, anyhow? I would never think of making an appointment to meet somebody, for any reason, and then just not show up. It’s incredibly rude. And if something came up, and I had to cancel or postpone, I’d make sure to inform the other person BEFORE the meeting time, not AFTER. Preferably well before, so the person can make other plans (or, in my case, follow through with plans I cancelled when the appointment was made.)

I’m not alone in experiencing this, either. My wife used to joke that the first rule of Craigslist is “the first person never shows up.” Apparently she never once offered something for sale on Craigslist and had the first person who emailed her asking about it actually show up to buy it. It always took two or three potential buyers before one would actually come over and buy the item. I just don’t get that. If I say I’m going to do something, I consider that a bond. Even if it’s something nobody will ever know I didn’t do, I still will almost never fail to follow through once I’ve committed. And I wouldn’t even think of wasting somebody else’s time like that.

Fucking rude-ass people.

Posted in Miscellaneous.


Inadvertent error my ass

It may come as a surprise to you, but I actually went to college. Graduated and everything. My GPA was like 2.7, so not exactly anything to be proud of, but hey, I have me a piece of paper what says I’m edumacated.

Thing is, that piece of paper mysteriously says “Bachelor of Arts, English.” Now, you have to understand, all my friends were Computer Science majors, and so naturally I assumed I was too. But it turns out I actually had signed up for an English degree and never realized it. You’d think all those classes about Shakespeare and 17th century British Literature would have tipped me off, but I just assumed I’d picked some particularly weird gen-eds.

So you can imagine when I got around to trying to get a job after graduation, it was a difficult thing to explain to prospective employers. Here I was telling them I knew all about the UNIX and the Windows and such, and they were looking at my resume and asking “You have a degree in English?  Seriously?”

I’ve had the same conversation in every interview I’ve ever had. I get some version of this question: “So how did you go from a degree in English to working in IT?” And I get to tell the story all over again. It gets old, and I’ve done everything I can think of to avoid the question. I bury my education details deep in the bowels of my resume. I tried once just leaving the actual degree off, just putting the school and the “B.A.”  but that never worked. People just squinted at it and asked what subject my degree was in, and the jig was up.

You know what I never tried, though? Lying. I never actually just told them I had a degree in Computer Science. It would have been easy, and I’d probably have gotten away with it just fine. Nobody checks that shit, right?

Well, actually, it turns out, sometimes people do. Especially if you make it all the way to CEO. Just ask Scott Thompson of Yahoo. He’s apparently been telling people for years he has a degree in Computer Science, when really he’s just a skeevy accountant. Or actually, maybe it was a business administration degree. Who knows? Apparently not Yahoo, who have changed their story a few times now about just what Mr Thompson’s degree is in.

Now, does it really make any difference what his degree is in? Probably not. My worthless English degree doesn’t change the fact that I know all about the LUNIX and such and have managed to hold down a job in IT for nearly 20 years now. But we all learned as kids that lying is wrong. And misrepresenting your credentials isn’t an “inadvertent error,” it’s a damn lie.

So fuck you Scott Thompson. Fuck you, sir.

Posted in In The News.


Mel Gibson is still a racist butthead

I think we all know by know that Mel Gibson isn’t actually a nice man. I’m sure there are still people out there defending his crazy-ass rants against the Jews and Catholics and women and minorities in general, but let’s face facts: He’s kind of a dick. OK, not even “kind of.”  He’s a full-on, raging douchebag shithead fuckwad asshole motherfucker.

If you don’t believe me, just ask Joe Eszterhas. He has been working on a script for a movie Mel Gibson has been saying he is going to make about the Jewish hero Judah Maccabee. Gibson has said he wanted to make “the Jewish Braveheart” But as it turns out, maybe Mel never really was all that sincere about making such a movie. Joe certainly doesn’t think so. He sent a 9 page letter to Gibson (and apparently, to the internet as well, although nobody involved will fess up to that) in which he basically accuses Mel of acting like a Looney Tunes character (specifically, Daffy Duck), running around his mansion screaming his fool head off about how he hates Jews and his ex-girlfriend and how he wants to kill them all. So yeah, Daffy Duck.  If Daffy was a misogynist Nazi.

It’s a loooong rant, but it’s worth the read. I held off on writing about this for one reason–I was half convinced that Eszterhas hadn’t actually written the letter. The letter details two times that Joe and his family stayed with Mel at one of Mel’s houses, and both times Mel pulled his Nazi Daffy routine, leaving Joe feeling scared for his and his family’s safety. Now, at the risk of engaging in a bit of hindsight second-guessing and perhaps a bit of victim blaming, I couldn’t help but wonder why Joe would put not only himself but his entire family through that a second time, considering how badly the first experience went. But, apparently he did just that, since I have not seen anything on the tubes yet from Joe disclaiming the letter, and the Gibson camp has responded to it as if it were genuine, although they of course deny all allegations of Jew-hating and Looney Tuneery.

So yeah, it would appear that Mel Gibson (at least in the opinion of Joe Eszterhas) is a complete fuckhead who enjoys beating women, hates Jews, hates post-Vatican II Catholics, and only said he wanted to make a movie about Judah Maccabee to get the heat off him from the last time he got drunk and ran his mouth. Team Gibson of course claims that Joe is just mad that Mel didn’t like his script, so he wrote nine pages of flaming falsehoods trying to tear him down.

Sure, I totally believe that, Mel!

Posted in Celebrities.


The “bad at math” tax

So you may have heard that the biggest lottery jackpot in the history of the world is up for grabs tonight. Currently the estimated jackpot is $640 million. That’s a lot of cheeseburgers, let me tell you. So, should you buy a ticket?

In general, no. If you’re looking at it strictly from a mathematical standpoint, comparing your odds of winning to the expected payout, the lottery is one of the worst gambling bets you can make. First of all, the “house” (in this case the government or various state governments for the big multi-state lotteries like Mega Millions and Powerball) usually takes 50% of all sales right off the top. That means if you buy a $1 ticket, only fifty cents goes towards the jackpot–the other fifty cents disappears into the state coffers. For some people, this is reason enough to never play the lottery.

But OK, say you’re perfectly happy paying an extra 50% tax to the government in this case. Hey, lottery fund money usually gets earmarked for stuff people generally like, such as schools or parks and recreation and such, to encourage them to play. So forget about the 50% tax you paid on the ticket, and concentrate on that jackpot, baby!

Well, it’s still almost never a good bet. The way you evaluate a bet is to compare the odds of winning to the expected payout. In the case of the Mega Millions game, the odds of winning the jackpot are a little bit better than 1 in 176,000,000. That means for every 176,000,000 times you play the lottery, you would expect to win one time.  Sure, in practice maybe you’d win twice and maybe you wouldn’t win at all, but mathematically your expectation is that you’d lose your bet 175,999,999 times and you’d win the jackpot once. So in order for the lottery to be a “good bet,” the expected jackpot has to be larger than the expected loss.

Well, look at that, in this case, it is! 650,000,000 is much bigger than 176,000,000–so if you could repeat this bet over and over again, you’d expect to lose your $1 bet 175,999,999 times (for a total loss of $175,999,999) and expect to win the jackpot once, for an expected win of $650,000,000.  Your expected win minus your expected loss gives you your expected value, or EV, which, superficially in this case, is $474,000,001!

Before you rush out and buy a bucket-load of tickets, however, let me remind you of a few things.  The first is the payout. No matter what, even if you’re the sole winner of the jackpot, you wont get $650 million right away. Most lotteries offer the chance to take the jackpot payout as either a lump sum or as an annuity. The catch is, the lump sum payment is half of the jackpot amount. So right away, you’re “only” getting $325 million. But still, with an expected win of $325 million, your EV for this bet would still be $149,000,001, so it’s still a good bet, right? Well, no, because no matter what you do, you’ll have to pay taxes on that money. Between federal, state, and local taxes you can probably expect nearly 40% of the jackpot to disappear right away. So suddenly your $325 million has shrunk to $195 million.

But lo, your EV is still positive, to the tune of nearly $19 million. But there’s still something we’re leaving out. You may not be the only winner. In cases where two or more people pick the same winning numbers, the jackpot gets divided. And in this case, even just one other winner brings your EV down into negative territory. And with so many people chasing this huge windfall, there’s a really good chance there will be multiple winners.

So what about the annuity? With that option, you get the whole jackpot, but you get it in equal payments over 26 years (for the Mega Millions jackpot, anyhow–different lotteries have different annuity lengths.) So for a $650 million jackpot, you’d get 26 yearly payments of $25 million each. For smaller jackpots the annuity payments can keep your tax liability in a smaller tax bracket, but in this case, without looking at the tax brackets, I’m betting twenty five million clams a year will still get you to the highest tax bracket.

At this point I’m going to have to beg off. I am not nearly good enough at math to figure out your EV on a bet that takes 26 years to pay off in full. For one thing, the value of money changes over time so that a dollar today is worth more than a dollar tomorrow (in general, because of inflation, the value of a dollar decreases over time, so that the buying power of that first $25 million payment will be much higher than the buying power of the 26th payment) and for another, smarter people than me have shown already that in general, unless you can expect an interest rate return of more than 7% or so, the annuity is a better value.

But forget about all that for a moment. As I’ve show, the jackpot has to at minimum be over $176 million before you can even start hoping for a +EV bet out of the lottery, and that doesn’t happen very often. So even if this week it’s possible that the Mega Millions has a positive expectation, in general it (and all lotteries) is a complete sucker bet.

You know what though? I’m not going to tell you not to play. It’s not any of my business if you want to spend money on sucker bets. I’d be a hypocrite if I told you not to play, anyhow. I like to play craps (and bet the hardways, even), I’ve played my share of penny slots, and you better believe I spent a buck on a Mega Millions ticket today. I figure I got a dollar’s worth of entertainment today just walking around flashing my ticket and saying “This is the winner right here, don’t even bother buying one!”

So yeah, treat it as entertainment and not as an investment and you can do what you want. But I do have a few other pieces of advice to share with you, starting with:

Buy just one ticket.

I can’t stress this one enough. I hear this all the time: “I bought ten tickets, now I have TEN TIMES THE CHANCES TO WIN!” Yes, that’s absolutely true, you increased your odds of winning tenfold! But your chance of winning in the first place is so minuscule that multiplying that number by ten simply doesn’t make it much bigger. Look at it this way. Even if you bought ten percent of all possible number combinations, you’d still have a 90% chance of losing, and you’d have spent $17.6 million trying. So don’t bother, just get one ticket.

Play your “lucky” numbers, or get a machine pick–it doesn’t matter.

Every combination of numbers has an equal chance of coming up. There really isn’t any such thing as lucky numbers of course, but if you want to play your birthday and your kid’s birthday and your anniversary date, go ahead. It simply doesn’t matter. 5 25 42 19 2 18 has the same probability as 1 2 3 4 5 6. Really.

Don’t play 1 2 3 4 5 6.

This one is based on hearsay, and I’m too lazy to do research to verify or disprove it, so take it with a grain of salt. But, although 1 2 3 4 5 6 is just as likely to come up as any other combination of numbers, I’m told that lots of people play combinations such as 1 2 3 4 5 6 or 2 4 6 8 10 or whatever, thinking that they’ll have a much better chance of winning the entire jackpot by themselves if their numbers do hit, because they think they’re the only one who has thought of playing these combinations that seem intuitively to be unlikely. But you know what? You’re not the only person who has thought of it, just like you’re far from the only person who thinks “password” is a great password. So in general I’d stay away from “obvious” number combinations.

The balls in the hopper have no memory.

With each drawing, each combination is just as likely as any other to come up. Full stop. This means that no numbers are “due.” Don’t bother spending time combing through years of statistics trying to find out which numbers haven’t been pulled from the hopper as much as statistics would indicate they should be. It doesn’t matter. Each drawing is an independent event, and by definition independent events have no bearing on the outcomes of other independent events. If 1 2 3 4 5 6 wins tonight, it is exactly as likely to win next week.

This one trips up lots of people. The most common objection goes something like this: If I flip a fair coin 20 times, what are the odds it will come up heads all 20 times? This is easy to calculate, you simply multiply the odds that it will come up heads on the first flip times the odds it will come up heads on the second flip, and so on for every flip to 20. So that is 0.5 times itself 20 times, which comes to 0.000000954, or just about one in a million. But, here’s the kicker. If you’ve already flipped a fair coin 19 times and it has come up heads all 19 times, what are the odds it will come up heads the 20th time? Simple. 1 in 2. You might think it is some insanely improbable event because the odds of getting 20 heads in a row are almost one in a million–but that doesn’t matter. On the 20th flip, as on every flip before or after that, the odds of it coming up heads are 1 in 2.

Look at it this way. Every time you flip a coin 20 times, you end up with a specific sequence of heads and tails that had only a one in a million probability of coming up. All tails is also 1 in a million.  Ten heads followed by ten tails is one in a million. Exactly H T T H H H T T H H H H T T T H T H T T is a 1 in a million shot. No matter what, after that 19th flip, you’re always just one head or one tail away from a specific 1 in a million run!

So don’t bother looking for streaks or hot numbers or cold numbers. Every combination is equally likely.

No, I’m not wrong because of “regression to the mean.”

Regression to the mean is the observation that the longer you flip a fair coin, the more likely you are to end up with 50% heads and 50% tails. This is true. What is not true, ever, is saying that “Because it has come up heads four times in a row, it is now more likely to come up tails, because of regression to the mean.” No. Don’t say that. It’s not true. Yes, it is true that over time you will get half heads and half tails. But that has no bearing on each individual flip–each flip is still 1 in 2, still just as likely to come up heads as tails. Similarly, saying that the number 24 hasn’t come up as many times as you’d expect over the last ten or fifty or five hundred lottery drawings, so it must be “due” to come up because of regression to the mean, is just wrong. Saying “regression to the mean” doesn’t make you right, trust me on this.

So there you go. Go ahead and play Mega Millions if you want.  It may even be a good bet this week. But you still shouldn’t expect to win.

 

Posted in In The News.