We had our AI
exam evaluation today, which was pretty well just what Dr Andy said it'd be: take these case data, build a decision tree with probabilities. He never satisfactorily explained from where the probabilities actually came, though; hopefully I did well enough anyway. The evaluations don't count for much of our grade anyway.
Speaking of much of our grade, it's only a little while before we do “The Tournament.” We have to write programs to play a human-mediated round robin tournament of Simplified Blackjack. I plan to try a few different methods, and I was going to work on the driver for it tonight, but I'm so tired. I found some more energy a few minutes ago for some other task so maybe I'll find a bit more to at least start on that. Or maybe I'll do it tomorrow.
I want to try digital cut-up with a neural network, but it's all blood from a stone right now.
Rarely do we have access to the idea that there is something else, another way of loving, another way of feeling, another way of living: and that is called compersion. Often defined as the “opposite of jealousy,” compersion is really what is available in the vast landscape of pleasure and intimacy beyond jealousy. —
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