#prediction models

[jcmarchi]

Challenge: Enefit - Predict Energy Behavior of Prosumers - Technology Org

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Challenge: Enefit - Predict Energy Behavior of Prosumers - Technology Org

The competition’s goal is to create an energy prediction model of prosumers to reduce energy imbalance costs.

Electric switch box fragment – associative photo. Image credit: Markus Spiske via Unsplash, free license

This competition aims to tackle the issue of energy imbalance, where the energy expected to be used doesn’t align with the actual energy used or produced. Prosumers consume and generate energy and contribute a large part of the energy imbalance.

Despite being only a small number of consumers, their unpredictable energy use causes logistical and financial problems for the energy companies.

Overview

The number of prosumers is rapidly increasing, and solving the problems of energy imbalance and their rising costs is vital. If left unaddressed, this could lead to increased operational costs, potential grid instability, and inefficient use of energy resources.

If this problem were effectively solved, it would significantly reduce the imbalance costs, improve the grid’s reliability, and make the integration of prosumers into the energy system more efficient and sustainable.

Moreover, it could potentially incentivize more consumers to become prosumers, knowing that their energy behavior can be adequately managed, thus promoting renewable energy production and use.

Submissions to this Challenge must be received by 11:59 PM UTC, January 31, 2024.

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[menjeet]

The risks and reward of using AI in stock market

Got invited to a talk on “A.I. for wealth creation in the stock market” at an investor’s meet in my hometown and came away completely bamboozled. The speaker, the CEO of a brokerage firm, seemingly an expert on stock markets had zero knowledge about how AI works. He threw up a few slides on AI that were incomprehensible to the largely local non-tech savvy attendees and then started demonstrating…

[bacchuschucklefuck]

this has been a roller coaster of a design journey but finally I can present you: class swap artificer!adaine and rogue!fabian

[beaft]

multiple people came by my stall yesterday at the art market and told me i was lowballing myself and i should be charging way more, and i'm like, on the one hand Thank You and you're probably right, charging £15 for a sculpture or painting is ridiculous when you factor in the costs of materials and how long it took to make. but on the other hand this art fair is mostly populated by gay twentysomethings who would not spend £100 on an original painting even if they had it to spend

[colesabi]

RE6R prediction:

ok so hear me out… this-

plus this…

Capcom - make it happen. If you f this up, I’m rioting and burning it all down.

[hinamie]

tried my best 2 power through but i am so sleepy so i will finish this megu draws tmr so uhhhhhhh hav hand wips in the meantime

[isa-ah]

I finally finished my buni doll! he's taller than my arm and pretty hefty. it was my first time embroidering, wire armateuring, using this specific pattern making process, etc.... so I think he turned out better than I ever expected lol!

he's mostly posable tho the wire I had access to isn't strong enough to combat the minky. live and learn 🤷‍♂️

*& dr pepper for scale LOL

[billdenbrough]

IT LIVES IN THE THROAT

aftg · aaron & andrew · 14.4k, t. on grief, promises & what it means to be a brother. for @aftgtandn —i’m still here, he thinks. i’m still here, andrew, where are you?

Legally speaking, for a few hours, Aaron Minyard is dead in that car. Luther Hemmick, the next-of-kin to one Tilda Minyard, 35, pronounced dead in a car accident, is contacted by the relevant authorities. He says, Tilda and Aaron had left our house in an emotional state. He says, Aaron was a good boy. He says, What a tragedy. Yeah, Aaron thinks. Real fucking sob story.

Andrew dies in the car crash too. Aaron picks up the pieces.

read on ao3

then & never fest prompt, for animediac: 54. Andrew dies in the car crash with Tilda.

[unnonexistence]

one of my friends is a biologist & i was really amused hearing some of her stories yesterday because they put into context just how believable newt's kaiju drift is as Shit A Biologist Would Do. like my friend has personally met both a guy who got infected with a botfly larva and didn't do anything to remove it (because he just didn't mind), and another guy who identified a tapeworm species by intentionally exposing himself to it (he had it narrowed down to 2 species and needed to know if it was the one that would infect humans) (it was)

[kordeliiius]

what 20 years in the studio does to a mf

[chiaraacorsini]

John Galliano Fall 1998 Fur Collection Presentation

John Galliano for Stallion Furs "Casanova" themed debut collection shown at New York's Metropolitan Club.

[good-beanswrites]

I’m thinking about the angst of the restraints headcanon again. There’s the two with the least physically violent crimes, and they rank relatively low in strength. There’s the child who was violent but had to be really crafty about it; she’s the weakest of all of them. And the most dangerous of the guilty prisoners cannot be restrained.

This makes me so emotional!!! All three are the smallest of their circles. Two of them are extremely ordinary people who have never experienced/expressed physical violence before. One hadn't even fathomed the idea of someone dying until they actually did. And yet, they're subjected to the type of restraints you'd expect to see on someone who is uncontrollably violent. The fact that prisoners who committed very gruesome murders can walk free (including Mikoto) just adds insult to injury. I still couldn't everything into words, but here's a Mahiru-centric drabble featuring the same thoughts. It takes place after T1 closes but before the attacks.

“Where are our rights?”

Fuuta’s shout caused Mahiru to wince. She perched on her bedding, watching the two prisoners she’d invited to her cell. It hadn’t been the fun kind of invitation, though. Back in school, she always wanted to have parties and dates back at her place. Moving to the city, she imagined what it would be like to make university friends and take them back home with her to talk, eat, and have fun. 

Sitting in her dim gray cell with Fuuta and Amane, all of them held fast by complex sets of restraints, was not what she’d had in mind.

Amane knelt in the corner. Her arms were crossed, as if pouting, though the opposite was true. A moment ago her eyes had lowered in prayer, but it was difficult to find any peace of mind now. Fuuta snapped and shouted as he paced the length of the cell bars. They were unlocked, but like the others, he didn’t feel like being out in front of everyone. He’d give his uniform a violent jerk every now and then, but it didn’t do any good. Between his strides and growls, he made Mahiru think of those poor wild animals they keep at the circus.

“Take it easy, Fuuta.” She mustered up a smile. “Come rest with us.”

“I can’t believe you two. You’re just gonna sit here and take it? I didn’t do a fucking thing! They’re acting like I’m some big danger to society,” he yanked his arms again, to no avail. “All I did was type some things onto a screen. I’m not gonna go around stabbing anyone or anything. And you, you didn’t hurt anyone either!”

He nodded his head to Mahiru. If her arms weren’t already folded over her chest, she would have hugged herself anyway. 

“Well… I did hurt him in the end… I broke his heart badly enough that… I mean, he…”

Fuuta made a disgusted sound. “That’s all stupid romance stuff. I’m saying, you never stabbed him. Never strangled him. Never poisoned his food, or –”

“Oh god, no! How horrible…”

“Exactly! From what we’ve heard, it sounds like Haruka killed someone with his bare hands. I think Muu had a knife or something. Shidou had a whole arsenal of grisly doctor tools. Kotoko has openly talked about how she beat that guy to death. Why are they allowed to walk free while we’re tied down like wild animals?”

Mahiru was glad she hadn’t mentioned the circus.

“And Amane! It’s not like she did anything violent, and here she is!”

“That is not true.”

Both paused as Amane spoke up for the first time. 

“Eh?”

“While I disagree with my verdict, the restraints make sense.” The others still stared blankly. As matter-of-fact as always, she continued. “I killed with my own hands. I used the amount of force I was instructed to. Just as the sinner fears the wrath of heaven, I can understand how the godless warden would fear my justice.”

Fuuta’s passion wavered, but Mahiru could feel her heart ache for the girl. “Oh Amane… I had no idea. To be pushed to the point of violence at your age…”

“I am not to be pitied. As I said, I am dangerous, and proud to be. I am doing god’s work. All heroes must be dangerous.”

Fuuta grunted, but said nothing. Mahiru gave her a gentle smile. “It’s not pity. Even if you were dangerous, it’s horrible to restrain someone like you. You’ve already had to brave so much, as the smallest of the bunch.”

She looked between the two. A sad laugh escaped her. “Now that I think of it, I guess we’re all the smallest here, hm? Aside from maybe Muu, we don’t have much height or strength on the others…”

“That’s what I’ve been saying!” Fuuta cried. “The fuck do they think we’re going to do?” Mahiru was just glad he’d focused on that rather than the fact she’d just called him weak. 

Voices raised in conversation down the hallway. Mikoto’s laugh echoed faintly into the cell.  

It warmed Mahiru to hear. Things had been so hard on him here. Though it had been frightening to hear him shouting at the restraints til his voice was raw – well, it wasn’t him shouting – it had been a relief when he appeared free and relaxed the following day. He seemed sheepish that he wasn’t able to help the others, having no memory of his escape. Mahiru just kept telling him how happy she was for him.

Fuuta didn’t share in the sentiment. “Meanwhile, Mikoto gets to stroll around free, and he beat the shit out of Es! He could snap and kill any one of us here, and they don’t even give a damn. But ooohhh, god forbid the guy who’s never been violent a day in his life is allowed to use his own two hands!”

The harshness of his voice wasn’t doing his argument many favors. Still, his words were beginning to get through to Mahiru. 

She’d worked so hard to be a model citizen. She was supposed to have a perfect life. She could cook, clean, sew, and take care of children. She did herself up every day; she was never a slob or a slut. She was generous to everyone she met. She showered the world around her in love. Wasn’t it unfair that her hands were tied like some common criminal? What was all that effort for – being patient when people upset her, being kind even when she disagreed with someone, all of that – if she was going to end up in the same place as someone who had stabbed another out of sheer malice?

Amane didn’t seem to be whirling with the same doubts. She closed her eyes once more. “It is simply a trial from heaven. We may be small, but all of us have an internal strength that will carry us through the ordeal.”

“I don’t think it’s any sort of religious thing, but you’re right,” Fuuta puffed his chest out. “Trials like this only make people stronger!” 

“Do you think so?” Mahiru wasn’t sure if she was asking either of them or just musing to herself. It was a nice thought. This was all part of destiny, something meant to be that would make her stronger in the end. 

But she wasn’t so sure she believed in destiny anymore. It hadn’t quite worked out the first time. 

“Hell yeah!” Fuuta must have assumed she was in fact asking him. He gave a wide, toothy grin. “It’s not like we can get any weaker, right? The warden better watch out next trial – they’ve got a big storm coming!”

[katvazamo]

i think the consensus of the watcher situation is that people would pay a subscription service but seeing the content as it is now they cant justify

[cbirt]

Protein structure prediction and design may be accomplished using protein language models (pLMs). They may not completely comprehend the biophysics of protein structures, though. The researchers from Harvard University provided an analysis of the structure prediction capabilities of the flagship pLM ESM-2. They developed an unsupervised method for comparing coevolutionary statistics to previous linear models and assessing protein language models. The persistent error in predicting protein isoforms as ordered segments served as the impetus for this. This article examines a recent study that delves into the inner workings of ESM-2, a potent pLM for the prediction of protein structures.

Proteins are the engines of our cells, and understanding their intricate three-dimensional shapes is critical to solving biological puzzles. Because understanding a protein’s structure is critical to understanding its function in biology, scientists are interested in the difficulty of predicting protein structure from sequence. This used to need extensive testing, but things have changed dramatically in recent years with the introduction of protein language models (pLMs) such as AlphaFold2. The protein structures predicted by these artificial intelligence algorithms are extremely exact, but how do they function? Do they comprehend the foundations of protein folding, or are they only learning pattern recognition? Is ESM-2 scanning a vast protein-shaped library for solutions, or does it understand the language of protein folding?

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[fluorescentbrains]

the watcher thing is real unfortunate… i genuinely think they must have had a good reason to decide youtube just isn’t working for them financially but girl you simply are not big enough to pull off a subscription model….. you’re in danger girl……..

[saint-nevermore]

my son he is sick