Reminds me of this quote from Tonya Riley's _The Staff Engineer's Path_:
> In The Art of Travel (Vintage), Alain de Botton talks about the frustration of learning new information that doesn’t connect to anything you already know—like the sorts of facts you might pick up while visiting a historic building in a foreign land. He writes about visiting Madrid’s Iglesia de San Francisco el Grande and learning that “the sixteenth-century stalls in the sacristy and chapter house come from the Cartuja de El Paular, the Carthusian monastery near Segovia.” Without a connection back to something he was already familiar with, the description couldn’t spark his excitement or curiosity. The new facts, he wrote, were “as useless and fugitive as necklace beads without a connecting chain.”
I used to game all the time but completely stopped during college. I always felt like I had more important things to do (invest in relationships, study, read, exercise) and there way no time for gaming. I would still watch a movie or a TV show, but the time commitment there was always much lower.
Since then my responsibilities have only grown (kids, job, house to maintain, etc) so I haven't even tried picking them up again (though I do play Switch with my 7 yr old occasionally)
Yeah I was super excited to try it out last week, but then it went down and I didn't receive important messages from my wife (didn't even realize the app was down).
I probably won't try it again until it has a few months of uninterrupted service.
Here is a list of replication attempts from another comment [0]. Looks like most of the replications were only on the weak levitation property, which could be explained by diamagnetism or impurities.
> In The Art of Travel (Vintage), Alain de Botton talks about the frustration of learning new information that doesn’t connect to anything you already know—like the sorts of facts you might pick up while visiting a historic building in a foreign land. He writes about visiting Madrid’s Iglesia de San Francisco el Grande and learning that “the sixteenth-century stalls in the sacristy and chapter house come from the Cartuja de El Paular, the Carthusian monastery near Segovia.” Without a connection back to something he was already familiar with, the description couldn’t spark his excitement or curiosity. The new facts, he wrote, were “as useless and fugitive as necklace beads without a connecting chain.”