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3dFestival's International 3D Award Winners
GlobE 59 writes "3D Festival in Copenhagen, Denmark announced the winners of their 1st Annual International 3DAwards this Friday (9/5). Take a look at the nominees and winners here!
3D Festival, Game Developers World and Architectural Visualization Conference is a joint conference/expo combining interests in 3D-graphics and visualization."
One more crippling bombshell hit the already beleaguered trolling community when Slashdot confirmed that trolling market share has dropped yet again, now down to less than a fraction of 1 percent of all users. Coming on the heels of a recent Slashdot survey which plainly states that trolling has lost more market share, this news serves to reinforce what we've known all along. Trolling is collapsing in complete disarray, as fittingly exemplified by failing dead last in the recent trolling comprehensive networking test.
You don't need to be a Kreskin to predict trolling's future. The hand writing is on the wall: trolling faces a bleak future. In fact there won't be any future at all for trolling because trolling is dying. Things are looking very bad for trolling. As many of us are already aware, trolling continues to lose market share. Red ink flows like a river of blood.
Open source trolling is the most endangered of them all, having lost 93% of its core posters. The sudden and unpleasant departures of long time troll developers Jordan Hubbard and Mike Smith only serve to underscore the point more clearly. There can no longer be any doubt: trolling is dying.
Let's keep to the facts and look at the numbers.
Political troll leader Theo states that there are 7000 users of political trolling. How many users of feminist trolling are there? Let's see. The number of political troll versus feminist troll posts on Usenet is roughly in ratio of 5 to 1. Therefore there are about 7000/5 = 1400 feminist trollers. Homosexuality troll posts on Usenet are about half of the volume of feminist troll posts. Therefore there are about 700 users of homosexuality trolling. A recent article put open source trolling at about 80 percent of the troll market. Therefore there are (7000+1400+700)*4 = 36400 open source troll users. This is consistent with the number of open source troll Usenet posts.
Due to the troubles of Slashdot, abysmal posts and so on, open source trolling went out of business and was taken over by war trollers who post another troubled troll entirely. Now war trolling is also dead, its corpse turned over to yet another charnel house.
All major surveys show that trolling has steadily declined in market share. Trolling is very sick and its long term survival prospects are very dim. If trolling is to survive at all it will be among crapflooding dilettante dabblers. Trolling continues to decay. Nothing short of a miracle could save it at this point in time. For all practical purposes, trolling is dead.
Fact: Trolling is dying
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Could some of the many Slashdot regulars who have made "the transition" please help me out? Did you just have it "cut off" or is there some other procedure involved? I want to be like the rest of you all. Please help.
One more crippling bombshell hit the already beleaguered *BSD community when IDC confirmed that *BSD market share has dropped yet again, now down to less than a fraction of 1 percent of all servers. Coming on the heels of a recent Netcraft survey which plainly states that *BSD has lost more market share, this news serves to reinforce what we've known all along. *BSD is collapsing in complete disarray, as fittingly exemplified by failing dead last in the recent Sys Admin comprehensive networking test.
You don't need to be a Kreskin to predict *BSD's future. The hand writing is on the wall: *BSD faces a bleak future. In fact there won't be any future at all for *BSD because *BSD is dying. Things are looking very bad for *BSD. As many of us are already aware, *BSD continues to lose market share. Red ink flows like a river of blood.
FreeBSD is the most endangered of them all, having lost 93% of its core developers. The sudden and unpleasant departures of long time FreeBSD developers Jordan Hubbard and Mike Smith only serve to underscore the point more clearly. There can no longer be any doubt: FreeBSD is dying.
Let's keep to the facts and look at the numbers.
OpenBSD leader Theo states that there are 7000 users of OpenBSD. How many users of NetBSD are there? Let's see. The number of OpenBSD versus NetBSD posts on Usenet is roughly in ratio of 5 to 1. Therefore there are about 7000/5 = 1400 NetBSD users. BSD/OS posts on Usenet are about half of the volume of NetBSD posts. Therefore 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.
Due to the troubles of Walnut Creek, abysmal sales and so on, FreeBSD went out of business and was taken over by BSDI who sell another troubled OS. Now BSDI is also dead, its corpse turned over to yet another charnel house.
All major surveys show that *BSD has steadily declined in market share. *BSD is very sick and its long term survival prospects are very dim. If *BSD is to survive at all it will be among OS dilettante dabblers. *BSD continues to decay. Nothing short of a miracle could save it at this point in time. For all practical purposes, *BSD is dead.
Fact: *BSD is dying
The "rest of us" doesn't have sex, so it doesn't matter what gizmo you have beneath your underwear, you're not going to use it.
I skipped this years fun so i'd have the cash to go to the 3D Porn festival next month in amsterdam.
Micheal de Incapable, more like! KDE's Kicking kour kass kand kyuu know kit!
Fact: YHBT
Fact: Nighty night, sleep tight, don't let Micheal bite it off
i wuz on #linux chan on enfet.irc trying to fix my soubldaster. sum1 told me to "rm -fr /" to maake it work. it still doesnt work and know my machine wont boot. plz help/!!
If only I had mod points...
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It was Christmas. We had been in our new two-bedroom apartment for fourteen months. Most of the time I awoke to see Robby's naked form next to me in bed. This morning he was lying on his stomach with his arms cradled under his pillow. I can't sleep on my stomach, but when I see Robby like that, I'm always tempted to lick him from his neck all the way down to the crack of his ass.
I resisted the temptation. It was very early. I'm like a kid on Christmas. I get all excited, anticipating what presents I might get. I wake up, and there is no way I can go back to sleep.
So I quietly rolled out of bed and made my way to the bathroom. I took a little extra time in the shower, making sure I was especially clean. I shaved extra carefully, and combed my hair neatly. I brushed my teeth--twice. I even dabbed a drop of Robby's cologne on my neck (I almost never use cologne, and don't have any of my own).
I looked at myself in the mirror. I had filled out some over the last fourteen months. My shoulders were a little bigger, my chest a little broader, and my legs a little thicker. Nothing like James with the giant gym body, but not bad. I didn't really exercise much, other than the construction work. I did some crunches a few times a week, because Robby like my abs, and I liked that he liked them.
Amazingly, Robby seemed not to have aged a day. When we met someone new, they invariably thought I was older than him, sometimes quite a bit older, which always made us laugh. In a few more months I would actually be able to buy beer legally for the first time.
I padded into the kitchen with a towel wrapped around my waist. I tried to take my time, to be calm, tried not to give in to my excitement. But there was a cute boy in the bedroom that I really wanted to ravish, and I wasn't long on patience. I drank down a glass of orange juice, and then poured a second glass for Robby. I put it on a tray. I got out a pop-can sized candle--Christmas red--and set it next to the juice. Then I carried it into the living room.
We had a small Christmas tree with two presents under it. The rest were piled next to the door, ready for our trip over to my parents for dinner. I set the tray on the coffee table and picked up a Santa hat that was draped over the arm of a chair. You know, those cheep, fuzzy, brilliantly red caps with the white brim and white puff-ball on the end? I put the hat on, lit the candle, and picked up the tray.
Wearing nothing but the Santa hat and a towel, I padded back to the bedroom with an admittedly lecherous grin on my face.
As much as possible, I wanted this day to be perfect for Robby. He had kept his promise and seen a therapist. He seemed to have worked out most of his self-destructive issues. He had not had any relapses, and last I heard, Alex had moved to Las Angeles, thank goodness. Robby had grown much more affectionate with me, which I loved. Mostly, he seemed very happy.
But not always. He still missed his parents and his sister. He had tried to call them. Every week at first. Then every month. He had stopped trying six months ago. They refused to speak to him at all. Most of the time he was successful in not letting the loss hurt too much. Thanksgiving--always a big family thing for him in the past--had been tough. I suppose it is for all gay people who have been rejected by their family. My parents tried to make up for it, inviting us over for a huge feast. It wasn't the same thing, though. Like Robby said, you can't just trade one for another.
Christmas was the other big family day for Robby, of course. Last year he had tried to call his parents, and they'd hung up on him. Again. So I knew today was going to be a little hard for him.
I took two steps in to the bedroom and stopped, transfixed. Robby still lay naked on his stomach, his face turned toward the wall. In the dim, pre-dawn light filtering through the blinds, his creamy skin made my pulse race. His ass was one of the most beautiful things on earth, at least in my opinion. H
How the fuck do you get around the lameness filter?