Time flies like an arrow; fruit flies like a banana. Oettinger (1966)
컴퓨터가 자연적인 언어(natural language)를 처리하도록 하는 데에 있어서의 어려움에 대한 초기의 연구에서, Anthony Oettinger는 우리가 예상되는 구조(expected structure)에 기반하여 어떻게 문장을 번역하는지, 그리고 우리가 번역하며 오류를 범했을 때,
“업계 2위인 GS25가 1위인 훼미리마트보다 인지도가 높은 것으로 조사됐다.
GS25 측은 훼미리마트와 GS25의 `입지차이`가 인지도의 차이를 낳았다고 설명했다.
즉 시내 중심가, 번화가 등 유동인구가 많은 장소에 GS25 매장이
훼미리마트보다 많아 노출빈도가 상대적으로 높다는 얘기다.”
(natural caffeine – mathein 0.5~1.0%)
Theobromine
Flavonoid
And many kind of Vitamin, minerals……
One of the three main tea in the world
Two kinds of mate tea
Green mate tea(GMT) : directly heat the new leaves of the mate tree in the tea filter. Then, dry and pulverize the heated leaves. And let it matured for an year.
Black mate tea(BMT) : roasted green mate tea
trees and small boats and distant humans.
INT. PARRISH BEDROOM - 4:00 AM
MOVE THROUGH the doorway to reveal a master bedroom furnish-
ed with exquisite simplicity, revelatory of its sleeping
occupant, WILLIAM PARRISH, 64, a warm but commanding face, a
man of maturity yet who exudes a glow of enthusiasm.
Although asleep, there is an uncommon restlessness to him.
Parrish grips his upper arm as if i
you really
need to step off that.
Just remember me and
Ross are your real blood.
We dont have to smoke mad
trees to think you all that.
Wait!
Youre right.
I been trippin.
You know theres no one
Id rather roll with.
Cut!
Great!
Was there too much slang,
you know, for the emotion?
I liked that bit about
smoking the mad trees.
You were good.
You gave me allot.
You were good.
You gave him allot.
It
trees, mushrooms,
and Isadora Duncan...
PAN AWAY FROM THE SHRINE across the room. Late afternoon
light spills into the room, across fine old furniture, to a
small dressing table. A WOMAN applies make up.
ANNIE SAVOY, mid 30s, touches up her face. Very pretty,
knowing, outwardly confident. Words flow from her Southern
lips with ease, but her view of the world crosses Southern,
National and Interna
It is very early in the dawn - blue light filters through the jungle and across a foul swamp. A mist clings to the trees. This could be the jungle of a million years ago.
Our VIEW MOVES CLOSER, through the mist, TILTING DOWN to the tepid water. A small bubble rises to the surface; then another. Suddenly, but quietly, a form begins to emerge; a helmet. Water and mud pour off revealing a set of bea
tree trunks
suddenly rains down from the sky. The trunks thump to the hard
ground, also rebounding in slow motion. Cleanly sawn,
branchless, palm-like trunks, they come to rest in the dust only
to be followed by a second cascade of lumber.
When the dust finally clears. the felled tree trunks lie in a
huge, log-jam in the desert.
DISSOLVE TO
A BARREN, EMPTY LANDSCAPE
Next to descend from the sky,
mature reaction,
A quick therapy session...
or two... or three...
and then we pack up the car
and flee to another town,
Okay, maybe being invisible
does have its advantages,
LORI:
Excuse me!
Because, moving all the time...
I never had to deal with the
whole awkward good-byething,
All right, guys, here we go,
Im open!
heres me,
It wasnt easy,
but in just a few short months...
I went from
sort of u