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Oil-Cooling 802.11 Infrastructure
gomoX writes "A group of 802.11b fans in Tordera, Spain, are running a wireless node on the roof of a building, with the idea of a free wireless network for everyone on the neighbourhood. Its a system running linux with a home made can antenna, mounted on a plastic tool box in the roof. To keep it cool under the sun and protect it from rain, wind, they have immersed it into vegetable oil (yes, the whole thing). As oil is non-conductive, everything should run fine. The site is in Spanish, here is the google translation and the google cache."
If it gets hot, will it fry as much as if it had been Slashdotted?
If so, SIZZLE, Penguin, SIZZLE!!!...!!!!
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Thats an excellent businessmodel!!!
Just yesterday I thought about another one.
1: Write free software.
2: ?
3: Sell anal sex to gay men.
4: Profit!
If you really believe that PCBs are non-toxic then can I call the governor of North Carolina and tell him that he can dump in your backyard all that PCB laced dirt we spent millions digging up where some slimeball dumped it along roadsides instead of performing the proper disposal for which he was being paid?
I see even classic Slashdot is now pretty much unusable on dial up anymore.