Eblis O'Shaughnessy, although he/it is barely a character at all (Gaiman's Sandman series).
Eblis O'Shaughnessy, although he/it is barely a character at all (Gaiman's Sandman series).
"“there is a lot of confusion around sugar when it comes to juice", explaining "there is no added sugar".
Well, to be more specific, *good* orange juice is good. But also generally really expensive.
"Epic" doesn't inspire confidence, I know, but they're actually much better than that, and Patton has a pretty astonishing body of work outside of FNM.
Seriously. Angel Dust is damn great.
It stands for "tarder sauce".
Seriously - that was the best line-reading in the whole series…
True, and that's where they messed up, although they were at least more thoughtful and open about being wrong than your typical pundits.
Their models weren't wrong about Trump's nomination because they don't model the primaries.
That's explained in excruciatingly detail on Five Thirty Eight. And the Now-Cast tells you the current state of the polls, and is as close a "real" number that they present. That alone makes it worthwhile. It's essentially assumption-free, or close to it.
They weight polls for track record so including "obvious junk polls" has little inflence. They only put out one "now-cast" that's just the state of the polls, then there are two projection forecasts. They've consistently put out all three forecasts this time around, not trying to scare anyone.
Anyway, the main point is that the current analysis isn't "making up" for anything. It's an established model, churning through data.
Lacking further context…but "non-zero" is actually the weakest possible statement to make, other than "non-zero or possibly exactly zero".
You're conflating the primary season informal analysis with the established quantitative model for the general election.
The most metal animal is, without a doubt, the Pug:
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Yeah, those were pretty much just nonsensical. Well, "The Sad European" tickled me a little bit.
An atheist believes there is no…burger. I guess. And burger = God. I suppose.
1976 = Lange. 1986 = Hamilton. Thus the confusion.
If Wall-E had ended a few minutes early, I would have lost my shit.
It sounds good. Seriously.