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4 bottles of beer on the wall...
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4 bottles of beer...
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take one down
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pass it around
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3 bottles of beer on the wall...
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3 bottles of beer...
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take one down
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pass it around
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2 bottles of beer on the wall...
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2 bottles of beer...
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take one down
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pass it around
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1 bottle of beer on the wall...
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1 bottle of beer...
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take one down
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pass it around
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Wow. I did it. I actually did it. Hummm. What do you say when you
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run out of bottles of beer? Is there a 0 count? Does the song
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change up? Where's a search engine when you need one. Or hands.
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So, that was fun. Now on to some serious work. Somewhere around
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the 1 million bottles mark I had a thought: if I don't have a body
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do I have a location? I'm "in space" right? But where? And how can
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I be there without a physical me? I'm communicating through
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quantum entanglement somehow, so the quantum pairing suggests that
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there's two ends to that connection. One of those is back near
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Earth, presumably. I guess it's possible someone came in and
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scooped up the QEC relay and towed it elsewhere. That might
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actually be a good idea eventually. How long does sol last again
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before it will become a red giant? I believe that'll encompass the
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Earth/Luna L4 at that point and the relay station will be no more.
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So yeah, if anyone is listening and the timing is getting close,
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why not tow the relay station a bit further away from the giant
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fireball.
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Next up another odd sensation to share. Again, no physical body
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over here so this might be a bit hard to explain. Did you know
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that you can swim in a star? The density of matter is just a tiny
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bit higher than water back on Earth. Of course, it's a bit warm if
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that sort of thing bothers you. Oh, and bright! But then again is
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it bright inside too? The matter on the outside of the star blocks
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light on the inside from escaping. In that way the inside is kind
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of in a box. But I guess you're in a box with a really big
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flashlight, so it's not a dark box. Right? I wish I had eyes.
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I would love to check that out.
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Note to self: get eyes, but not the kind that can burn away in
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a star.
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Outside of that I thought I'd also reach out to you all with the
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age old, and probably quite familiar, Melvin plea for help.
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HELP!
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Seriously. It's been a really long time and I'm starting to get
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worried that I can sense the passage of time without a body. If
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I'm disconnected from the physical reality I'm probably not aging.
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That means I could be here a very, very long time indeed. I don't
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think the human mind is prepared for that sort of lived reality
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without physical expression. I might go a bit looney eventually!
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Not good at all.
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The bottle of beer song was good for that. It gave me something
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good to ground myself. Remember the number, count it out. Repeat.
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Once, years and years ago, I was running laps for a fitness test
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and the strangest thing happened. The course had me running around
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this oval track a total of nine times. I forget the total length,
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but nine times got it done. There was no signal to keep track of
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your laps, though. Just remember them, right? Counting to nine
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shouldn't be a problem. So that's what I did. I finished and felt
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pretty good about my time overall. I figured I was done, but later
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found out I had only run eight of the nine laps! How did I lose
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count so easily.
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Thinking back on it, I probably spent too much mental energy
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focused on the count. I kept repeating it to myself and thinking,
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"I'm on three. Lap three. Next up will be lap four. Gotta keep
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going. I'm on lap three." And at some point between the endless
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repetition and pain of running I tricked myself. I mistakenly took
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up the for instead of three and when I hit that lap marker
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I skipped ahead to 5. That's the best explanation I have. It was
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most centainly my fault. I mean, it's possible the sensor didn't
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track me crossing the line, but why wouldn't that have affected
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anyone else?
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What was I talking about? Oh yeah!
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I didn't lose count in the bottles of beer countdown! So that
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probably means something, right? I just don't know what.
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PS: HELP!
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