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Preliminary OS X & PPC 970 Benchmarks
Dixie_Flatline writes "Macbidouille.com is reporting that they have
preliminary benchmarks involving PPC970 hardware. The results are seriously impressive. We're looking at a single processor PPC 970 1.4GHz machine quite strikingly outperforming a dual G4 1.42GHz machine. Don't worry, there's an English translation embedded in the page so you don't have to try to muddle through the French." Update: 05/05 19:58 GMT by T : Thanks to Eric from macbidouille.com, above link updated to a static page; hopefully you'll get better response this way.
I am the worst troll ever.
KNOW DAT*
* And eat poop ^
^ your own
Why do people spend time trying to do the "first post" thing? Is it a personal ego-boost? Or are there people out there that actually care? Posting as an AC, you even remove our ability to send you any personal congratulations, a glazed ham, or stinky excrement wrapped in old socks.
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The Eye of Argon: Chapter 1
by Jim Theis
The weather beaten trail wound ahead into the dust racked
climes of the baren land which dominates large portions of the
Norgolian empire. Age worn hoof prints smothered by the sifting
sands of time shone dully against the dust splattered crust of
earth. The tireless sun cast its parching rays of incandescense
from overhead, half way through its daily revolution. Small
rodents scampered about, occupying themselves in the daily
accomplishments of their dismal lives. Dust sprayed over three
heaving mounts in blinding clouds, while they bore the burdonsome
cargoes of their struggling overseers.
"Prepare to embrace your creators in the stygian haunts of
hell, barbarian", gasped the first soldier.
"Only after you have kissed the fleeting stead of death,
wretch!" returned Grignr.
A sweeping blade of flashing steel riveted from the massive
barbarians hide enameled shield as his rippling right arm thrust
forth, sending a steel shod blade to the hilt into the soldiers
vital organs. The disemboweled mercenary crumpled from his
saddle and sank to the clouded sward, sprinkling the parched dust
with crimson droplets of escaping life fluid.
The enthused barbarian swilveled about, his shock of fiery
red hair tossing robustly in the humid air currents as he faced
the attack of the defeated soldier's fellow in arms.
"Damn you, barbarian" Shrieked the soldier as he observed
his comrade in death.
A gleaming scimitar smote a heavy blow against the
renegade's spiked helmet, bringing a heavy cloud over the
Ecordian's misting brain. Shaking off the effects of the
pounding blow to his head, Grignr brought down his scarlet
streaked edge against the soldier's crudely forged hauberk,
clanging harmlessly to the left side of his opponent. The
soldier's stead whinnied as he directed the horse back from the
driving blade of the barbarian. Grignr leashed his mount forward
as the hoarsely piercing battle cry of his wilderness bred race
resounded from his grinding lungs. A twirling blade bounced
harmlessly from the mighty thief's buckler as his rolling right
arm cleft upward, sending a foot of blinding steel ripping
through the Simarian's exposed gullet. A gasping gurgle from the
soldier's writhing mouth as he tumbled to the golden sand at his
feet, and wormed agonizingly in his death bed.
Grignr's emerald green orbs glared lustfully at the
wallowing soldier struggling before his chestnut swirled mount.
His scowling voice reverberated over the dying form in a tone of
mocking mirth. "You city bred dogs should learn not to
antagonize your better." Reining his weary mount ahead, grignr
resumed his journey to the Noregolian city of Gorzam, hoping to
discover wine, women, and adventure to boil the wild blood
coarsing through his savage veins.
The trek to Gorzom was forced upon Grignr when the soldiers
of Crin were leashed upon him by a faithless concubine he had
wooed. His scandalous activities throughout the Simarian city
had unleashed throngs of havoc and uproar among it's refined
patricians, leading them to tack a heavy reward over his head.
He had barely managed to escape through the back entrance of the
inn he had been guzzling in, as a squad of soldiers tounced upon
him. After spilling a spout of blood from the leader of the
mercenaries as he dismembered one of the officer's arms, he
retreated to his mount to make his way towards Gorzom, rumoured
to contain hoards of plunder, and many young wenches for any man
who has the backbone to wrest them away.
Is that how it would be spelled above the columns on an old-timey Greek looking building? "SUCK MY CROTCVH" instead of "SUCK MY CROTCUH?"
How are you going to keep them down on the farm once they've seen Karl Hungus?
Dude!
||| I still can't believe Parkay's not butter.
No...no...It's more like:
....
In A.D. 2101
War was beginning.
Captain: What happen ?
Mechanic: Somebody set up us the bomb
Operator: We get signal
Captain: What !
Operator: Main screen turn on
Captain: It's You !!
Cats: How are you gentlemen !!
Cats: All your base are belong to us
Cats: You are on the way to destruction
Captain: What you say !!
Cats: You have no chance to survive make your time
Cats: HA HA HA HA
Captain: Take off every 'zig'
Captain: You know what you doing
Captain: Move 'zig'
Captain: For great justice
Yeah, let's have a "text editor" debate instead! ;)
1) i have another karma capped account. when dealing with fucking assholes like you its best to go ac
2) i hate slashdot, and i hate slashdot mostly because fucking 13 year old fat sexless fags like yourself live here.
and 3)
you said nothing. no technical argument, NOTHING. you are a fucking loser. so my parent still wins. i am the master bcause you wont ever win a real argument.
now, you fat sexless live with parents pimply fucking lout bitch motherfucker. mommie says you can only play computer about 3 hours a day, go do your homework, you Fuckin pussy bitch.
go pico! ;>
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Duty now for the future!
I remember when I was a kid and I had nothing better to do than flame on. Ah, the memories. What are you saving your karma for? Are you going to try redeeming it for cash? Or maybe you figure it's going to get you into heaven? Oh, I got it! You think it makes you an 133T H4XOR! You go ahead and hold onto that karma capped account, you never know what pot of gold might be at the end of that rainbow.
"i have another karma capped account. when dealing with fucking assholes like you its best to go ac"
you CARE about your Slashdot karma? You really have no life, man.
That was classic intercourse!
no, i was done with slashdotting and karma whoring years ago because FUCKERHEADS like you and the MOBOCRACY SLASHBOTTING GROUPTHINKING COMMUNIST FUCKS, like you, run this fuck hole. now i just lay out the fish bait. Eat it up, FUCKERHEAD.
No it is joe all the way!!
Tex-Edit!
I drank what? -- Socrates