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I am a lesbian, deeply involved with a woman of lusty beauty such as most men will never know. Her hair is short and blonde. Her face is bold, with a nice sexy square jaw. She has small breasts, and muscular arms and legs, and even a slight hint of a six-pack. Just the mere thought of her body gets my juices flowing.

She and I have been carpet munching for well over five years now. We love each other deeply, but it seems we've reached an impasse in our relationship. Every night, I lick and I lick and I lick. I finger, finger, finger. I also get the attention back with all sorts of creative ideas from my partner. Everything from dildos, to finger paints (when I am on my period), to meat tenderizer. However, no matter how much sexual gratification we exchange, it seems to be wearing down.

One day, while surfing on Slashdot, I learned about an interesting technique involving a turkey baster. The basic idea is that you fill a turkey baster with semen, then insert that tool into the vagina, and squeeze out its contents. With this in mind, I contemplated the idea of getting pregnant with this method, and having a baby with my partner.

I approached my beautiful mate and asked her if she wanted to have a baby. Her face lit up! She seemed to be excited, imbued with new life! However, the euphoria rapidly dissipated when she came to the realization that she did not possess the proper equipment to get me pregnant. I quickly responded that "indeed you do have the right equipment! It's in the kitchen, I'll show you." Promptly, we waltzed into the kitchen and out of a drawer, I produced the turkey baster that would bring a new life into the world.

The next job was to find a source of sperm. Sperm is not hard to come by. Men ejaculate tens of thousands of gallons of it every day. We figured it'd be easy to acquire a nice hot, steaming load of cum from virtually any man. One day, I stood outside the door of our home, close to the sidewalk, topless, and perking my lively breasts at any man who passed. Most simply gawked, but some actually tried to touch, but quickly walked away before doing so. Pretty soon, a nice young man came along who took such an interest in my tits that he seemed to forget about all else! Before long, I had him in our house and I was giving him a blowjob before he even knew what happened. As soon as he shot a big load into my mouth, I grabbed the baster and spit the load into it. He looked puzzled, but quickly realized the bizarre situation he was in and left immediately. I paid him no mind.

"Quickly," I shouted to my lover, "fuck me with this thing!" My lover grabbed the baster, thrust it into my eager beaver, and began to thrust like she was a man. I rubbed her clit and fingered her and she tweaked my boobs and fondled my own clit. When we were both about to climax, she squeezed the bulb of the turkey baster, squirting the whole load deep into my uterus. The warm, thick feeling of it drove me wild! When we were done, we rubbed oil all over each other's bodies, praying to the Lord Jesus that we would get pregnant.

Over the next few weeks, signs of something unusual began to show. As it turns out, I was not only pregnant, I had herpes too. Fucking Hemos! My life was turned upside down, but that story is for another day...

Cowboy Neal certainly seems to think so!

Well, at least he has multiple monitors, so you're on topic.

Though the Really Extreme Programming where one developer sits on another developer's lap does show some promise

If my XP partner looked like this, oh yes. But usually they look like this, so XXXP ain't too hot for me.

Holy shit. Stop hitting that key! :-P

Wouldn't you want to shove cowboyneal's dick down your mouth for a change?

Phones can be dangerous; just ask CmdrTaco.

...Oh, and you'll also get a lot of people who will flame you, too.

What is "Taco-snotting?"

"Taco-snotting" is a term used by one

Rob "CmdrTaco" Malda [cmdrtaco.net], owner of the popular technology website Slashdot [slashdot.org], to refer to the practice of sucking off a homosexual man (or unwilling heterosexual; CmdrTaco doesn't care, and is rumored to actually prefer rape) and blowing the semen back out his nose onto his partner's (or victim's) face or body. Usually a long, bubbly stream of milky-white semen is left on CmdrTaco's face, dribbling out of his nose, down his cheek: hence the term, "Taco-snotting."

Good Lord. Why have I been receiving emails from CmdrTaco asking me if he can Taco-snot me?

I'm guessing you've received an email similar to the following:

From: malda@slashdot.org [mailto]
To: wipotroll@hotmail.com
Subject: Hey, baby - jion me in a taco-snott! :)

Hey, baby!

Ever done a taco-snotting with anothar fellow geek? Its more fun then trolling Slashdot, trust me! all that talk you troll with about homasexual incest and stuff got me all horny and hot for you! Is it serius? Please tell me that itt is! If you want to get with me and my Slashdot bois, drop me an emale!

ps- Please replie to me at horny_rob_6969@hotmail.com. I'd rather the guys at VA Linux are not seen this. :) :)

--
CmdrTaco (malda@slashdot.org [mailto])

You most likely forgot to uncheck the "Willing to Taco-snot" checkbox in your account preferences. Whenever CmdrTaco gets bored (and who wouldn't, running a site like Slashdot all day), he roams through the Slashdot database, penis in hand, looking for people who might enjoy being Taco-snotted. How he determines this is anyone's guess; but if you have a homosexual-sounding nickname, you're in trouble. So this time, he found you. Lucky you.

CmdrTaco has probably already got the hots for your wad, and he's probably already been lurking outside your bathroom window for weeks with a camera, some tissues and lube. There's no escaping a geek in heat, so it's probably too late for you, but you can possibly rectify this situation. To remove yourself from CmdrTaco's sights, log into your Slashdot account, go to your user page, click on

Messages, and uncheck the box next to "Willing to Taco-snot." Maybe he'll ignore you. Probably not.

I can't stop receiving these emails from CmdrTaco!?

Probably not. If you indulge him in a Taco-snot or two, he

might leave you alone. You might also want to look into mail filtering, restraining orders, or purchasing a heavy, blunt object capable of warding off rampaging homosexual geeks in heat. Trust me, when they charge... oh, the humanity. If he gets you, and you let him Taco-snot you, he might end up tying you up in his basement to use you as his sex slave for the rest of your life (or until he accidentally drowns you in spunk in a vile practice known as a "circle-snot").

What is a "Circle-snot"?

A "circle-snot" is a Taco-snotting

circle-jerk, another practice common among homosexual geeks. This is when CmdrTaco, CowboiKneel, and Homos get together and Taco-snot each other repeatedly with their gooey, hot, and sticky cum -- spooging their dicks all over each other's faces and pasty-white bodies until they're all covered head to toe with man juice. Roblowme usually provides plenty of extra lubricant; he owns a limo service and has ample supplies of motor oil and axle grease.

To complete this perverted orgy, fellow geeks Michael, Timothy, and Jamie often join in, dressed in

THE OFFICIAL TACO-SNOTTING FAQ

By J. Wipo Troll, Esq., $Revision: 1.16 $

[This article attempts to document a vile, ungodly practice that runs rampant through the homosexual geek and hacker community, a practice known as Taco-snotting, or simply snotting. Taco-snotting is something that few geeks dare talk about in free or open conversation, but it is nonetheless a widely-practiced and dangerous form of homosexuality. If you or anyone you know has ever engaged in Taco-snotting, please get professional help before it is too late. ed.]

Why do I keep receiving emails from an individual calling himself CmdrTaco?

You have been receiving unsolicited mailings from a certain

Robert CmdrTaco Malda, owner of the popular technology website slashdot.org. Actually, its not a very popular site in the common sense of the word; the site is rife with pimply, antisocial geeks and hackers, zit-faced nerds, communists, dirty GNU hippies, and other societal rejects and outcasts. Its also home to one of the worlds largest suspected pdophile rings, the infamous Slashdot crew.

Whenever Mr. Malda gets bored (and who wouldnt, running a site like

Slashdot all day), he roams through the user database, penis in hand, looking for people who might enjoy engaging in homosexual activities with him. How he determines this is anyones guess; but if you have a homosexual-sounding nickname, or a nick with a letter of the English alphabet in it, youre a potential candidate.

This time, he found

you. Lucky you.

Mr. Malda seems to be speaking in some sort of code. Do you know what it means?

CmdrTacos code language is relatively easy to decipher. This pervert prefers to speak in thinly-veiled sexual innuendo (yes, thats right: he wants you) to evade the watchful eye of Slashdots parent corporation,

VA Software. Mr. Maldas Commander is, of course, his penis: a small, withered little thing that lives in his pants and only comes out in the presence of other male geeks or at the beck and call of Maldas own lubed-up right hand. His Taco bells are the shriveled testicles that droop beneath his Commander, and his Taco sauce is his thin, runny semen. It should be more than obvious to you now what he means if he asked you to ring his Taco bells or taste his gourmet Taco sauce.

I would also guess CmdrTaco asked you to engage in a practice known as Taco-snotting and, if he was in a particularly depraved mood at the time, a circle-snot.

Good Lord. And, yes, he did. What is Taco-snotting?

Taco-snotting is the term used by Robert Malda to refer to the depraved act of fellating another man (homo- or heterosexual; CmdrTaco is rumoured to prefer raping unwilling victims), then blowing the semen out his nose and back onto the face and body of his victim. Naturally, a long, bubbly stream of milky-white semen is

left on CmdrTacos face, dribbling out of his nose and down his cheek: hence the term, Taco-snotting.

And if thats not bad enough

OMGLOFLROFLMAOblahblah...

I wish I had mod points.

Do you smell what I smell?

I smell a new Slashdot poll about SCO's new Slashdot icon.

1. $CLOWN_1

2. $CLOWN_2

3. $CLOWN_3

4. $COWBOY_NEAL

C'MON! Take this idea and run with it, someone....

Use MAME and you can build your own control panel, and choose a spinner that best suits your needs.

You don't have to own an entire cabinet to get something nearly identical to the original... Or if you're industrious, be like thousands of others and have one cabinet, but put a PC in there running MAME... Now you have an entire arcade in one nice package.

I am a lesbian, deeply involved with a woman of lusty beauty such as most men will never know. Her hair is short and blonde. Her face is bold, with a nice sexy square jaw. She has small breasts, and muscular arms and legs, and even a slight hint of a six-pack. Just the mere thought of her body gets my juices flowing.

She and I have been carpet munching for well over five years now. We love each other deeply, but it seems we've reached an impasse in our relationship. Every night, I lick and I lick and I lick. I finger, finger, finger. I also get the attention back with all sorts of creative ideas from my partner. Everything from dildos, to finger paints (when I am on my period), to meat tenderizer. However, no matter how much sexual gratification we exchange, it seems to be wearing down.

One day, while surfing on Slashdot, I learned about an interesting technique involving a turkey baster. The basic idea is that you fill a turkey baster with semen, then insert that tool into the vagina, and squeeze out its contents. With this in mind, I contemplated the idea of getting pregnant with this method, and having a baby with my partner.

I approached my beautiful mate and asked her if she wanted to have a baby. Her face lit up! She seemed to be excited, imbued with new life! However, the euphoria rapidly dissipated when she came to the realization that she did not possess the proper equipment to get me pregnant. I quickly responded that "indeed you do have the right equipment! It's in the kitchen, I'll show you." Promptly, we waltzed into the kitchen and out of a drawer, I produced the turkey baster that would bring a new life into the world.

The next job was to find a source of sperm. Sperm is not hard to come by. Men ejaculate tens of thousands of gallons of it every day. We figured it'd be easy to acquire a nice hot, steaming load of cum from virtually any man. One day, I stood outside the door of our home, close to the sidewalk, topless, and perking my lively breasts at any man who passed. Most simply gawked, but some actually tried to touch, but quickly walked away before doing so. Pretty soon, a nice young man came along who took such an interest in my tits that he seemed to forget about all else! Before long, I had him in our house and I was giving him a blowjob before he even knew what happened. As soon as he shot a big load into my mouth, I grabbed the baster and spit the load into it. He looked puzzled, but quickly realized the bizarre situation he was in and left immediately. I paid him no mind.

"Quickly," I shouted to my lover, "fuck me with this thing!" My lover grabbed the baster, thrust it into my eager beaver, and began to thrust like she was a man. I rubbed her clit and fingered her and she tweaked my boobs and fondled my own clit. When we were both about to climax, she squeezed the bulb of the turkey baster, squirting the whole load deep into my uterus. The warm, thick feeling of it drove me wild! When we were done, we rubbed oil all over each other's bodies, praying to the Lord Jesus that we would get pregnant.

Over the next few weeks, signs of something unusual began to show. As it turns out, I was not only pregnant, I had herpes too. Fucking Hemos! My life was turned upside down, but that story is for another day...

I am a lesbian, deeply involved with a woman of lusty beauty such as most men will never know. Her hair is short and blonde. Her face is bold, with a nice sexy square jaw. She has small breasts, and muscular arms and legs, and even a slight hint of a six-pack. Just the mere thought of her body gets my juices flowing.

She and I have been carpet munching for well over five years now. We love each other deeply, but it seems we've reached an impasse in our relationship. Every night, I lick and I lick and I lick. I finger, finger, finger. I also get the attention back with all sorts of creative ideas from my partner. Everything from dildos, to finger paints (when I am on my period), to meat tenderizer. However, no matter how much sexual gratification we exchange, it seems to be wearing down.

One day, while surfing on Slashdot, I learned about an interesting technique involving a turkey baster. The basic idea is that you fill a turkey baster with semen, then insert that tool into the vagina, and squeeze out its contents. With this in mind, I contemplated the idea of getting pregnant with this method, and having a baby with my partner.

I approached my beautiful mate and asked him if she wanted to have a baby. Her face lit up! She seemed to be excited; imbued with new life! However, the euphoria rapidly dissipated when she came to the realization that she did not possess the proper equipment to get me pregnant. I quickly responded that "indeed you do have the right equipment! It's in the kitchen, I'll show you." Promptly, we waltzed into the kitchen and out of a drawer, I produced the turkey baster that would bring a new life into world.

The next job was to find a source of sperm. Sperm is not hard to come by. Men ejaculate tens of thousands of gallons of it every day. We figured it'd be easy to acquire a nice hot, steaming load of cum from virtually any man. One day, I stood outside the door of our home, close to the sidewalk, top-less, and perking my lively breasts at any man who passed. Most simply gawked, but some actually tried to touch, but quickly walked away before doing so. Pretty soon, a nice young man came along who took such an interest in my tits that he seemed to forget about all else! Before long, I had him in our house and I was giving him a blowjob before he even knew what happened. As soon as he shot a big load into my mouth, I grabbed the baster and spit the load into it. He looked puzzled, but quickly realized the bizarre situation he was in and left immediately. I paid him no mind.

"Quickly," I shouted to my lover, "fuck me with this thing!" My lover grabbed the baster, thrust it into my eager beaver, and began to thrust like she was a man. I rubbed her clit and fingered her and she tweaked my boobs and fondled my own clit. When we were both about to climax, she squeezed the bulb of the turkey baster, squirting the whole load deep into my uterus. The warm, thick feeling of it drove me wild! When we were done, we rubbed oil all over each other's bodies, praying to the Lord Jesus that we would get pregnant.

Over the next few weeks, signs of something unusual began to show. As it turns out, I was not only pregnant, I had herpes too. Fucking Hemos! My life was turned upside down, but that story is for another day...

mmmmm Cowboyneal...

Will this gentleman be required to pay an extra dollar or two? Or is there an employee discount? :)

Listen, that guy is overweight to the point it's seriously dangerous to his health. CowboyNeal... please consider that surgery that Al Roker and John Popper had, or you're in for a world of hurt not too far down the road. I will always, always regret that I didn't act before I was struck with T-II diabetes.

Taco is so far back in the closet he is in fucking Narnia.

And it's not a closet. It's his Jubei cabinet.

.

"Chilean scientists have determined that a 12-meter mass of flesh discovered
recently on a Pacific beach is actually CowboyNeal

See
For
Your
Self!

Yeah, flamebait. Right. You don't want to hear the truth so you mod it down. That's how they do it in communist countries, let "the few" shout down the many. No free speech here today eh??

You're just afraid to hear the truth. You don't want others to hear the truth either because it'll expose your faults. So silence the truthsayers and live your life of decadence...

That's the american way eh??

I still say video games rot the mind, make kids FAT, and make them LAZY.

This story about it making kids smarted is BULLSHIT...

I'm a parent. I have two kids. I'm about to be a grandfather too. And I see my kids friends. I don't live in a fantasy world of video games like the author of that bullshit story does.

Reality can not be denied...

A linux pc made out of a dead penguin carcass.

Or, even better make one of of this carcass

Nice, but not quite as cool as your own Jubei.

Hmm, looks like SOMEONES sexually attracted to the blob.

All the ones who wan't to suck off cowboyneal!

Top 3 Things You Don't Want To Hear At The European Center for Nuclear Research:

3. Oops
2. You are turning into a Penguin. Stop it!
1. Is that Rob Malda over by the button that says "engage" on it?

If worst comes to worst, you best re-familiarize yourself with old betsy.

Your search - CowboyNeal - did not match any documents, definitely not someone of his girth.

Suggestions:
- Make sure all words are spelled correctly.
- Try having CowboyNeal lose some weight.
- Try not picking a tub-o-lard individual
- Try our image search for CowboyNeal ( T3 users only, he's that huuuuuuuuuge)

Also, you can try WebMD for expert weight loss help with your search.

What's that flying thing in the sky?" I said to myself as I watched a huge howling blob shoot through the sky at what looked like a comfortable cruising alttitude of 10,000 feet. It soon was all over CNN that CowboyNeal had given up his struggle with weight watchers and jumped off the side of a deep dark abyss. However in mid-fall he decided that he would try again. He aimed his belly at the ground and when he touched earth he bounced upward at a very high velocity. Later on I decided to take a peek at the crazy tub-o-lard himself. So I infiltrated Slashdot headquarters and he gave me a strange stare when I peaked my head into his office. Boy, he has one crazy lummox!

What's that flying thing in the sky?" I said to myself as I watched a huge howling blob shoot through the sky at what looked like a comfortable cruising alttitude of 10,000 feet. It soon was all over CNN that CowboyNeal had given up his struggle with weight watchers and jumped off the side of a deep dark abyss. However in mid-fall he decided that he would try again. He aimed his belly at the ground and when he touched earth he bounced upward at a very high velocity. Later on I decided to take a peek at the crazy tub-o-lard himself. So I infiltrated Slashdot headquarters and he gave me a strange stare when I peaked my head into his office. Boy, he has one crazy lummox!

I am a geek. When I was a little boy I grew up on a farm. I woud listen to Geeks in space every night. Sometimes when CowboyNeal (someone you may mistake for a grizzly bear on steroids) I would sneak out into the pasture and whip out my huge geek-horse cock and rape the cows. One day my father brought home a huge black stallion. After listening to cowboyneal do a geeks in sp4c3 sp3sh3l i couldn't help but tear up that big black stallion.

No doubt by now you have discovered the ever increasing amount of college kids doing pornography. Never in the history of the world has there been such an explosion.

The real question is "why?"

Several reasons exist for this exponential growth:

1. Increasing Costs of Education - This graph shows how the price of a college education is roaring out of control. Being a waitress or receptionist is no longer enough to help that little lady pay her way in this world.

2. Baby Boomers Suck - Do you think these little p0rn girls had someone saving for their education? No. Come on, people now... smile on your brother..." You know all that money spent on Kissing the sky would have collected a butt load of interest in a sweet honey college fund.

3. George Bush - Yes, freshman girls in education hotspots everywhere were looking to the Bush girls for guidance. The Daughters are striking models to our current ladies of 13th through 16th grades. Well, the apple don't fall no far from dem der tree.

4. Bill Clinton - Bush couldn't do this alone! Previously only the beautiful were brave enough to dream about sleeping with the president... well, now that dream is shattered. Yes, now ugly girls have intern dreams as well.

5. Microsoft - Not too long ago only *nix jedi ninjis were smart enough to run a college girl porn server. Thanks to microsoft now anything in a skirt with a mouse can effortlessly serve nudies to millions.

AC (Currently singing my college's theme song while waving the American flag... in my underwear.)

That's cowboyneal's office.jpg, not cowboyneal'soffice.jpg, you ass. Can't you do anything right?

Can they explain what happened to this monkey?

CowboyNeal is one huuuuuuuuuuuuuuge dude. Take a gander at the fat lummox himself.

CowboyNeal is one huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuge dude. Take a gander at the fat lummox himself

No doubt by now you have discovered the ever increasing amount of college kids doing pornography. Never in the history of the world has there been such an explosion.

The real question is "why?"

Several reasons exist for this exponential growth:

1. Increasing Costs of Education - This graph shows how the price of a college education is roaring out of control. Being a waitress or receptionist is no longer enough to help that little lady pay her way in this world.

2. Baby Boomers Suck - Do you think these little p0rn girls had someone saving for their education? No. Come on, people now... smile on your brother..." You know all that money spent on Kissing the sky would have collected a butt load of interest in a sweet honey college fund.

3. George Bush - Yes, freshman girls in education hotspots everywhere were looking to the Bush girls for guidance. The Daughters are striking models to our current ladies of 13th through 16th grades. Well, the apple don't fall no far from dem der tree.

4. Bill Clinton - Bush couldn't do this alone! Previously only the beautiful were brave enough to dream about sleeping with the president... well, now that drea m is shattered. Yes, now ugly girls have intern dreams as well.

5. Microsoft - Not too long ago only *nix jedi ninjis were smart enough to run a college girl porn server. Thanks to microsoft now anything in a skirt with a mouse can effortlessly serve nudies to millions.

AC (Currently singing my college's theme song while waving the American flag... in my underwear.)

But he does say that people who want to see if their name is on either list or who want to make a complaint, can call the agency's contact center at 866-289-9673 or send an e-mail to TellTSA@tsa.dot.gov.

- "Hi, my name is Rob Malda, am I on the list?"

- "You are now." [click]

It looks like this article is a dupe. You'll never guess who's responsible. Look here.

Excuse me, mods - I think you meant *Insightful*.

Of course, I don't care about Karma. When logged in, I'm capped out.

We know that spam has become part of your work.

You can't fool us!

It is official; Slashdot now confirms: *Logged in trolling is dying

One more crippling bombshell hit the already beleaguered *logged in troll community when IDC confirmed that that the percentage of logged in trolling has dropped yet again, now down to less than a fraction of 1 percent of all posts. Coming on the heels of a recent trolltalk survey which plainly states that *logged in trolls have been substantially less active since the recent Slashdot upgrade, this news serves to reinforce what we've known all along. *Logged in trolling is collapsing in complete disarray, as fittingly exemplified by failing to get a single bite in the recent "Object Prevalence: Get Rid of Your Database?" Slashdot article.

You don't need to be a Kreskin to predict *Logged in trollings future. The hand writing is on the wall: *Logged in trolling faces a bleak future. In fact there won't be any future at all for *logged in trolling because *logged in trolling is dying. Things are looking very bad for *logged in trolling. As many of us are already aware, *logged in trolling continues to lose market share. Goatse man's anus flows like a river of blood.

ekrout is the most endangered of them all, having lost 93% of his daily post limit due to downmodding and new anti-troll technology implemented by Slashdot editor and founder CmdrTaco. The sudden and unpleasant departures of long time logged in trolls sllort and PhysicsGenius only serve to underscore the point more clearly. There can no longer be any doubt: Logged in trolling is dying.

Let's keep to the facts and look at the numbers.

Logged in troll leader Trollaxor states that there are 250,000 troll user accounts registered on Slashdot. How many logged in troll posts are there in the average article? Let's see. The number of logged in trolls versus anonymous troll posts on Slashdot is roughly in ratio of 1 to 50,000. Therefore there is an average of about 1/50,000 = %0.00002 logged in troll posts. Troll posts on Usenet are about 75 percent of the volume of total Usenet posts as a whole, which is comparable percentage to the number of active troll accounts and normal accounts on Slashdot. There are about 700 users of BSD/OS. A recent article put FreeBSD at about 80 percent of the *BSD market. Therefore there are (7000+1400+700)*4 = 36400 FreeBSD users. This is consistent with the number of FreeBSD Usenet posts. But that's not terribly relevant to the discussion at hand.

Due to the troubles of goatse.cx and barbie.com, abysmal restrictions put in place by CmdrTaco and so on, logged in trolling has gone into hiding and was taken over by anonymous cowards who troll in a much less convincing manner. Now anonymous trolling is also dying, its corpse turned over to yet another charnel house.

All major signs show that *logged in trolling has steadily declined as demonstrated by the signal/noise ratio. *Logged in trolling is very sick and its long term survival prospects are very dim. If *logged in trolling is to survive at all it will be among logged in dilettante dabblers. *Logged in trolling continues to decay. Nothing short of a miracle could save it at this point in time. For all practical purposes, *Logged in trolling is dead.

Fact: *Logged in trolling is dying

Yeah, but those 2 weren't posted by the same person...

C'mon guys, this is the third time this story has been posted. Both of the last two were posted by senior taco himself! What gives?

See here for the comments on the other posting on this subject further down the page, also posted by CmdrTaco... perhaps CmdrTaco was up a bit too late last night sampling some tasty beverages ;-)

See here for the comments on the other posting on this subject further down the page, also posted by CmdrTaco... perhaps CmdrTaco was up a bit too late last night sampling some tasty beverages ;-)

- Expert knowledge of the standard design tools: QuarkXPress, Photoshop, Illustrator, etc.

Image 2 (0.21048962526417 % compression) has a higher complexity measure than image 1 (0.121237058862429 % compression), and thus image 2 is more probably biogenic.

CmdrTaco on Tuesday March 11, @01:53AM
from the now-here's-where-it-get-interesting dept.
admiral2001 writes "Here is is a NYTimes story about AOL-Time-Warner's plans for a TiVo-killing 'Mystro TV' (nytimes annoying free registration required). They plan to begin rolling this out sometime in the next two years. Their major features are the simple pause, rewind, and fast forward that all PVRs have. However, they've taken the obvious stance to "let[s] networks set the parameters, dictating which shows users can reschedule, and it also creates ways for networks to insert commercials." The article even mentions how they could get an advantage in pushing their product because "viewers could try out Mystro TV by pushing a button on their remote"."

Behold! I give you CmdrTaco!

For example: a MAME cabinet.

It may say "an anonymous reader writes... Bacon!"

But, we all know that the story was really submitted by Cowboy Neal.

Now, if I could only get myself a bacon-powered Segway, I'd be able to eliminate all the walking I have to do from the bacon-cooling-fridge to the baking-cooking-stove to the bacon-eating-table. I'd be the Bacon Man, baybee.