I got lost somewhere between (Here)Today’s feat rests on the drive by mathematicians to study symmetries in higher dimensions. E8 is the symmetries of a geometric object that is 57-dimensional. E8 itself is 248-dimensional. and (Here) If written out on paper, the answer would cover an area the size of Manhattan. The computation required sophisticated new mathematical techniques and computing power not available even a few years ago.

I'm going back to something a bit more easier for my mind to comprehend. Like wrestling corrupt politicians and those that like to manipulate government to boost their balance sheet numbers.

I fully understood junctions of phrases in the basic functioning article, but the humans here triangulating and quintupling their logarithmic faults, by sampling randomly, leaves some room for increasing brain Electra-functioning.
There are tredecillion impulses flowering past the stem and bursting with atoms every septillion, cubed, 248 dimension time.
The very power of eye-sight destruction of quadrupedal functions was suggested by the original Masons, about 6000 years ago. As to the 248 dimensional e-8, no one yet has penetrated the maze past 44!
About all we understand now is to rationalize what is known as B>S, 101. Just think what Edison could have done with General Electric if he had understood splitting atoms, lasers, and dimensional travel.
Also Ronald Reagan wouldn't have never got to work for G. E. and 20 mule-team Borax, and thus, would never had been elected President!

TRADITIONAL VERSION:

The ant works hard in the withering heat all summer long, building his house and laying up supplies for the winter.

The grasshopper thinks the ant is a fool and laughs and dances and plays the summer away.

Come winter, the ant is warm and well fed. The grasshopper has no food or shelter, so he dies out in the cold.

MORAL OF THE STORY: Be responsible for yourself!

MODERN VERSION

The ant works hard in the withering heat all summer long, building his house and laying up supplies for the winter.

The grasshopper thinks the ant is a fool and laughs and dances and plays the summer away.

Come winter, the shivering grasshopper calls a press conference and demands to know why the ant should be warm and well fed while others are cold and starving.

CBS, NBC, PBS, CNN, and ABC show up to provide pictures of the shivering grasshopper next to a video of the ant in his comfortable home with a table filled with food.

America is stunned by the sharp contrast.

How can this be, that in a country of such wealth, this poor grasshopper is allowed to suffer so?

Kermit the Frog appears on Oprah with the grasshopper, and everybody cries when they sing, 'It's Not Easy Being Green.'

Jesse Jackson stages a demonstration in front of the ant's house where the news stations film the group singing, 'We shall overcome.' Jesse then has the group kneel down to pray to God for the grasshopper's sake.

Nancy Pelosi, John Kerry & Harry Reid exclaim in an interview with Larry King that the ant has gotten rich off the back of the grasshopper, and both call for an immediate tax hike on the ant to make him pay his fair share.

Finally, the EEOC drafts the Economic Equity and Anti-Grasshopper Act retroactive to the beginning of the summer! The ant is fined for failing to hire a proportionate number of green bugs and, having nothing left to pay his retroactive taxes, his home is confiscated by the government.

Hillary Clinton gets her old law firm to represent the grasshopper in a defamation suit against the ant, and the case is tried before a panel of federal judges that Bill Clinton appointed from a list of single-parent welfare recipients.

The ant loses the case.

The story ends as we see the grasshopper finishing up the last bits of the ant's food while the government house he is in, which just happens to be the ant's old house, crumbles around him because he doesn't maintain it.

The ant has disappeared in the snow.

The grasshopper is found dead in a drug related incident and the house, now abandoned, is taken over by a gang of spiders who terrorize the once peaceful neighborhood.

MORAL OF THE STORY: Be very careful how you vote in 2008

My Turkey turned out awesome! I got lucky. That was the juiciest breast I ever sank my teeth into. Oh well... next year I've got to make sure I start thawing that puppy a day earlier.

Twas a great Thanksgiving. Like Muddle, I've got alot to be thankful for. I'm extremely thankful my parents molded me into an ant, even if the gumament is always trying to step on me.