Count to ten thousand! (Part 1)

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I’d like to start speculation about which future numbers will garner most competitive posting.

How many people will be poaching the goal line for ‘1000’?
‘1234’?

Whats the Gödel number for ‘Posting a self referential number on boingboing’?

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I reckon that for any significant number we should just have a party for it. :birthday: :balloon:
Same with any number, come to think of it. As long as we don’t get out of sequence, can’t see the harm in a few extras like we did for 666.

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i finally arrived at just the right time

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Instructions For Form-I-854, Inter-Agency Alien Witness and Informant Record
Seriously. This exists.

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I din’t see nuffin, I din’t say nuffin’, 'k? :alien:

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as a former math teacher i’m hoping to get 997 and 9973, the largest 3 digit and 4 digit primes.

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I – I posted the most self-referential number, but nobody noticed ( ._.)

(check the full name field)

best believe I was lurking hard to get that post.

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Missed it at the time - corrected now! :slight_smile:

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Runic database ID #U 855:

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Illustrations. Fig. 856. Gray, Henry. 1918. Anatomy of the Human Body.

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We have bristles in our sinuses? That explains a lot.

They look like big buggers too: #9, 13, 17

Nose & paranasal sinuses | McMinn’s Color Atlas of Head and Neck Anatomy

Ok, I see – they are just inserted to show where the openings are (I was a bit perplexed for a bit)

This was done in 2012. Each desk represents one of the students who drop out from a U.S. high school every hour, every day. To make their point, the College Board placed 857 empty desks on the National Mall.

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Oooooooh. Yeah, me too
thanks!

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A Softer World: 859

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Soda can Stirling engine - 860 rpm
Revved up on two-candle power, when this engine hits the alcohol flame around the 2 minute mark, it really starts flying! The speed was measured with an electronic tachometer.

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Hora tras hora, dĂ­a tras dĂ­a,
entre el cielo y la tierra que quedan
eternos vigĂ­as,
como torrente que se despeña
pasa la vida.

Devolvedle a la flor su perfume
después de marchita;
de las ondas que besan la playa
y que una tras otra besĂĄndola expiran
recoged los rumores, las quejas,
y en planchas de bronce grabad su armonĂ­a.

Tiempos que fueron, llantos y risas,
negros tormentos, dulces mentiras,
ÂĄay!, Âżen dĂłnde su rastro dejaron,
en dĂłnde, alma mĂ­a?.

RosalĂ­a de Castro

Dewey Decimal Code 861 - Spanish Poetry

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