In between his works at his A.I. company, his biotech company, and numerous public lectures, he taught an Integrated Science
Lady Almina and the Real Downton Abbey: The Lost Legacy of Highclere Castle by Fiona Carnarvon
Genre: Biography | History
I spent a fair
One: Nubia, Mimesis and the Philosophy of Preferences
I do remember, quite vividly, dancing to ‘Segun Akinlolu’s jagbalajugbu when I was in
Now that I am done with the computational foundations of ML in python, I can not in good conscience proceed
Imhotep is gradually becoming a charm and he stopped coming on the second Friday of every other month. He now
He comes on the second Friday of virtually every other month, and I get to ask all sort of questions.
In this notebook, I demonstrated a few visualization techniques using my reading data from Goodreads.
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Pandas is an open source python library that is used for data handling and manipulation. It was developed to work with
NumPy is an inescapable package for scientific computing in python. You can think of it as a foundation for numerous
A web-based application in the form of a notebook that can be used for storing (and sharing) codes, notes, mathematical
About 2 months ago, I announced this new blog section. I will be starting with machine learning over the next
Long, long ago, during the days of the great Macows. When the earth shook of wisdom, down to its knee.
Timothy Tableau: The Mark Zuckerberg Professor of Philosophy
Pete Palu: The Florida Power Professor of Biology
They both walked the corridor in
I caught the AI flu – specifically the very virulent machine learning strain. It’s been on for several months now,
Sisyphus takes us back to school – Nigeria and Her Excesses – Marcus Crassus drinks a cup of molten gold
Plato at the Googleplex: Why Philosophy Won’t Go Away by Rebecca Goldstein
Machine Learning (The MIT Press Essential Knowledge) by Ethem
1234 Evening Road,
Filaba Trans Company,
Sept. 25, 1959,
Professor T. Jones,
315 Borbon Street,
University of Trifton.
Dear Professor Jones,
My name, as you
“Girls’ problem?” she said.
He kept mum.
“You mean your problem is deeper?” she asked.
Readjusting the look on his face, “whose problem
Soon, their voices began to percolate through my red old jarrah-wooden door. I changed my
sleeping position, rotated 180 degrees away