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Matrox's New Three-Head Video Card
This Anonymous Coward was one of many readers to point to sites with information on Matrox's upcoming Parhelia-512 graphics card: "It appears that some foreign hardware sites have violated NDA and posted some very juicy details on Matrox's next generation hardware. iXBT's review can be found here(1), and a MURC posting with some other pics from China can be found here (2).
It looks like the real deal. Will Matrox wake up from their long slumber in the 3D gaming market, or will this card be another stopgap like the G550 was?" Update: 05/12 14:07 GMT by T : Alexander Medvedev of ixbt.com points to the English version now online as well, and notes : "Please note, we can't violate NDA becouse we _do _not _sign _anything
with Matrox Graphics. And never receive any info from Matrox."
I've had major problems with Matrox drivers under Windows XP.
Mandi's voluptuous curves emphasised the singlemindedness of a Reaganite generation. Her wholesome rump, which would do a farmer proud in even the most competitive Texan meat markets, once again interrupted my field of vision to the birds perching nonchalantly on the roof of the opposite building. Two years, three months, four days and one hour into my job at dotcomrevolution.com, and the word on the seventh floor was that the VC's were about to cut off our air supply. These gulls were my only break from the monotony of BSD server administration, and Mandi had to be punished for her countless intrusive hours at the photocopier.
"Your ass is blocking my view," I mumbled.
"What did you say?" she roared. Well, it was more an angry squeak than a raw. I just had to block out the irritating, high-pitched whine that characterised all Mandi's replies, and my instincts caused my right hand to jump onto the air conditioning knob for the server room, turning it up to full blast.
"You -- that again -- I'll -- the manager!" she continued, her voice drowned out by the healthy whir of the most expensive fans in Christendom. I looked at her and grinned. "I can't think -- that -- noise! Turn -- off now!" She was trying to keep her cool (an act made all the easier by the now exceptional air conditioning), but even a blind man could have felt the heat from her cheeks as they began to turn a rosy red with rage.
"I'm afraid I can't do that, Mandy," I responded. I guess she looked like more of a Dave than a Mandy, her smooth but noticeably dark follicles of facial hair contrasting with her pasty skin under the lifeless fluorescence of office lighting, but she would not have understood the reference anyway.
With that, I turned back to my console and resumed my xtank session. But what was this? Out of the corner of my eye, I saw water begin to drip out of the corner of Mandy's eye, while she was sitting in my assistant's chair. (Well, I called it the assistant's chair, I had not actually had an assistant since late 1999, when I selected him to be the scapegoat for my rather poor backup schedule.)
"Why must you always make fun of me? I'm just trying to do my job," she blubbed. Sitting close to me now, not even $10,000 of Taiwanese ventilation could block out her piercing tone. "Ever since I got this job the guys here have made fun of me for my shape, why can't they just respect me for who I am."
A change of heart that would have made Montgomery Burns proud caused me to stand up and walk over to the wreck. I wanted to explain this rationally to her, in terms of the mating habits of the human male, and the desire for a woman fit for childbearing and housework, but there was no time for that (it was ten minutes to five). "I'm sorry," I uttered, and rested my hand on Mandy's shoulder, fearing a lawsuit.
Mandy stood up, and without hesitation put her arms round me, whispering, "Thank you." I reciprocated, grateful for a secure office lacking in inside windows. Instead of letting go, she squeezed me harder, and her tears began to stain the shoulder of my designer shirt. I motioned to back away, and in doing so my hand slipped downwards, brushing against her behind.
"I'm not so repulsive, am I?" she questioned.
I was racking my brain for a diplomatic response. "I guess there are advantages to looking at you over the gulls and the hypnotising router LEDs," I confessed. "And unlike with the routers, I'm not called out when you break down. And you don't leave a mess on the roof..."
"That's the nicest thing anyone's ever told me," she interrupted. "Do you have a girlfriend?"
(I'm a geek. Do you have a girlfriend? Exactly.)
"I'm, um, er.. I'm playing the field," was my closest attempt at honesty without offending my manhood. "I dont like to deprive others of my attention by focussing too much on one person."
"That's a shame," she said, and then her tone of voice changed completely. "Because I was so hoping to score before next week's lay-off."
"NEXT WEEK?" There was no chance that I would be able to return my home-brewed Beowulf cluster of 'borrowed' workstations so soon, and I had expected at least two week's warning from management. "Oh, and I know about your Beowulf cluster," she whispered, "but I'm sure I can use my special relationship with your boss to make it easier for you to return the equipment. The question is, what can you do for me?"
to be continued...
Imagine a Beowolf custer of theses...
It would involve a shit load of monitors.
I have thought about using the G450 agp dual head with another PCI video card for a triple head with windows NT. Has anyone tried this, and how well does it work?
Take the cheese to sickbay, the doctor should see it as soon as possible - B'Elanna Torres, "Learning Curve"
LOL! I completed both MI1 and MI2 yesterday, using ScummVM.. :)
Ahh, some nostalgica... =)
My other account has a 3-digit UID.
Just how is it trolling to describe the rumored Matrox card as "kick ass". I'm trying to imagine a way in which this could be construed as crapflooding, insulting (which would technically be flamebait), or insincere.
I suppose I'm glad, in a way, that the crackmoderators chose to -2 me, since I can shrug that off easily... they could just as easily modded down a relevant AC, or a particularly insightful newbie. No rhyme nor reason. Upon consideration, yes, strangely, I'm honored to be the lightning rod that protects the innocents from the never-ending threat of crackmoderation. Still, like that lightning rod out on top of the barn that keeps it from burning down... after the thunderstorm "OUCH!".
Again, let me say it. Even if the new card is only so-so 3d performance-wise, triple monitor built into a single card is undebatably KICKASS. What more needs to be said?
Well, I can think of one thing, maybe. For instance, maybe Taco needs to consider some minor changes to the moderation system. Nothing major, but it would be nice if maybe moderators were forced to leave a small message(70 chars, maybe even less) in addition to the moderation label. Nothing canned either, make them type something out. Hell, it doesn't even have to be publically visible, only allow the comment owner to see it, and the meta-moderators. Give me some damn feedback just how they think I should be posting. For all I know, I just had the bad luck to be slammed by the only two people in the world that have kickassaphobia.
Why would Taco want to do this? Well, for one, it would allow me the sincere, mostly non-trolling poster to know what it is that the moderators are actually thinking, so that I can alter my behavior and place less of a burden on them, so they can mod down all the crapflooders. And it would weed abusive moderators out alot quicker, if the m2ers can see that they were just saying "fuck off, I don't like you". They'd either be forced to think up something semi-plausible (not so easy), give away their true sentiments (just modbombing), or move on to something else (not worth the trouble). This is win/win.
Final note: triple port video cards kick ass. They put nice big dark blue bruise on those butt cheeks. They lift you off the ground, with each and every well placed foot. Single port video cards cry for mercy. THAT KIND OF ASSKICKING.
Time to take a shower...
FINALLY!
A beowulf cluster of 3-headed servers
Now that's out of the way...
Cheers
Andy